'you're my baby, you're my baby and I love you so much."

it was..hard, being her younger sibling. It was hard being a younger sibling of any Ares kid but..hers especially.

You were the youngest, newest, weakest. Of the cabin, so many brushed you off.. especially her.

The other kids gave you the nickname "baby" since, to them. That's what you are.

So, you trained hard, fought hard, you struggled to get any kind of attention..

You got angry. You were so tired of fighting for any family members attention, before and during camp.

It was lunch, everyone was sitting at the table and one of your brothers came up and laughed at you, or teased you. Something

And, you showed them a side you never did before. Instead of fighting, or arguing. You just got up, ran away and cried.

..yikes. the Ares kids didnt know what to do, they thought you'd just bite back. But.. maybe they went to far?

Later on, Clarisse came and found you in your bunk just staring at your dagger. She felt..a little bad, you were what? 11, 12?

Your new siblings were ment to protect you, or whatever, so far everyone's done the complete opposite. So, she sat down before you and just pulled you into a hug

She's bad..with, alot of things. Emotions, affection, comfort..but for you, her baby, she'd try.