Mr. D was never known for being affectionate with the campers at Camp Half-Blood, that is, until another son arrived, who, to the insanity of Chiron and the campers, was a carbon copy of Mr. D – even the leopard-print shirts were identical! Mr. D quickly became attached to his child, although he never admitted it aloud. But the signs were clear: Mr. D never got his name wrong, let him sit next to him while resting or in the Dining Pavilion, messed up his hair, even let him steal his Diet Cokes and call him "Old Man"! Even Chiron raised an eyebrow at this. One day, when Apollo seemed to want to show everyone how radiant he was, on the Big House's balcony, Mr. D was sitting in his deck chair, drinking his Diet Coke, while his son sat on the floor beside him, his head resting on the right thigh of the Greek god of wine.