A flying ship.

No, not just a flying ship.

The flying ship. The Argo II.

Boarding this thing a few weeks ago has been nothing short of a nightmare- Leo never gets any sleep, constantly trying to "fix" up the control room(he just attaches more Wii remotes for all the different controls and calls it a day). Jason and Percy have been fighting over their leadership positions, even though Annabeth is clearly the one in charge- so now, they're fighting over second in command.

Frank has been hiding out in his room in the lower deck whenever things get too loud, because wow that boy hates confrontation. Hazel desperately tries to keep the peace, but ends up failing. Over, and over again. She's just too sweet for these stupid demigods.

Piper has been sitting back, watching the chaos unfold with Annabeth(those two are close, wink wink) whilst snacking. Nico sulks. A lot. He's probably secretly blasting My Chemical Romance in his room when he thinks nobody is listening, and planning world domination. Who knows?

Gleeson Hedge is as violent as ever, so that's one thing you can count on staying the same.

But hey, good luck with this nightmare.