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Who: Everyone at camp.
What: Apollo's sacred day.
Where: The ampitheater.
When: August 7, 8:30 PM.
Why: Apollo's at camp today, and as the god of music, he's holding a dance.

It was decided at the meeting of the summer gods, the Summer Solstice, but it took Apollo physically coming to the Big House and scolding Mr. D for being lazy and not putting up any fliers to actually get the god of wine to do it, a week in advance.

Apollo prides himself on being the god of just about everything - though Mr. D would say, out of the cocky god's earshot, that he's the god of everything nobody else wanted to be the god of. Because of this, he's always had a self-assured attitude which is sometimes hard to deal with.

Because of this, when he decided he was going to throw a dance for the demigods towards the end of the summer as a reward for accepting children of other pantheons into their Greek camp so well, most of the other gods decided to just let him have it rather than argue. (Considering that Hera and Zeus had gotten into three separate spats since the Solstice began, they'd all had enough godly screaming for one meeting.)

So at about 8:30 on the nose - since he's used to following a tight schedule on the sun chariot and he's excited about this, he'll be on time - a flaming, bright red Maserati drives up to the ampitheater. Apollo doesn't even have to lift a finger for the trunk to open, and speakers as well as state of the art DJ equipment rise up onto a platform. He waves his hand, and club music with a thumping bassline starts playing.

(Never say that Apollo doesn't like to make an entrance.)

Requests will be taken all night by Apollo, who will be manning the dj booth as well as making up freestyle haikus. He's one of the more amicable gods, especially to his kids, which he's hosted more of at Camp Half Blood and Camp Jupiter combined than any other god. He's charming and younger looking than most gods, with a cocky smile and sandy hair.
If you're a pretty girl, he might hit on you.

(Apologies in advance. He'd say old habits die hard because he's right. Sorry, Hunters of Artemis.)

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[So Percy actually cleans up pretty well - with the constant exception of his hair, which just won't stay flat no matter what he does to it. Especially since he won't put any gunk in it to keep it down. Still, isn't that what's "in" right now, looking a little scruffy while being fancy? So he's good - which means stay away from him, Aphrodite kids.]

[Generally he's not huge on dances, and he's definitely not huge on dressing up, but he's done it before so he can deal. And the summer's drawing to a close, and things are definitely ramping up again, so he'll take the opportunity to have a good time before things get serious. He's going to avoid the gods as much as possible, but he's also kind of forcefully reminded of the party they had up on Olympus after Artemis was rescued and the Ophiotaurus was saved - more or less the last breath of calm air before the storm. He honestly just hopes he wrong about that, but with the way this summer's been going? He knows he's probably not.]

[But he's pretty easy to find, usually by Annabeth's side - when he isn't glued to the snack table. He'll probably eat half of it all by himself.]

[Annabeth's not one to be a girly girl. In fact, she kind of had to get some help from the Aphrodite girls in picking out a dress because she couldn't decide what she should wear. But, she's dressed quite well, in a vision of light blue, hair done and everything.

She will still kick anyone's butt who messes with her tonight.

Presently, she is trying to pull Percy away from the snack table.]

You need to leave some for the others.

[Percy's also being unusually careful in what he eats, since he knows he's going to want to kiss his girlfriend later and she won't let him if he's got bad breath. That doesn't mean he still isn't putting away a pretty enormous amount of food.]

[He already did the gawking over her thing when he picked her up at the Athena cabin, but Annabeth is just flat-out gorgeous tonight and he can't help but stare at her a little every time he sees her. She's perfect, okay? But at her insistence he stops reaching for the pretzels (though he can't keep a small forlorn look from his face) and turns to take her hand instead.]

They're gods, they can bring in more food if they want just by snapping their fingers.

[She stands there for a moment, and after just staring at him with that forlorn look on his face, she just laughs. It's not her laughing at him, it's a genuine laughter at how just adorable he looked.

With her free hand, she reaches over to pick up one of the pretzels he had been reaching for and hands him one.]

Percy Jackson, I don't know what to do with you.

[He accepts that pretzel with a grin but doesn't go to eat it yet, instead looking down at her and squeezing her hand.]

Aside from feed me? Maybe dance with me.

Promise not to step on my toes?

[She's joking obviously, but she's seen a few kids at camp who just don't know how to dance.]

[And he pretends to be affronted, but really, he's not. It's all just them and he loves it.]

I didn't step on your toes when I was fourteen, did I? I don't think I'm gonna do it now.

I have to make sure. A lot of things have happened since we were fourteen.

[Like saving the world, making their relationship official, things like that.]

You're gonna get sick if you eat all of that.

[Plus Naomi really wants to eat all the cookies herself.]

How come boys can always eat so much?

Nah, I'll be fine. [It's said as he loads up on cookies and potato chips and a sandwich or two. He really is like a living trash compactor. Of course, in his case there's another reason for it, but he's pretty sure he'd be doing this anyway even without the Curse of Achilles.]

You know how guys all shoot up in their mid-teens? We need a lot of food to be able to do that.

[Naomi thinks that over, putting a few cookies on a plate before Percy can get to him.]

Kinda like a plant? Foods like fertilizer and water?

[And that gets a laugh out of him.] Yeah, pretty much, just like for any person - just a lot more so for guys right now.

[Seriously, weeds, all of them.]

Ooooh!

[That makes total sense now to her. So with a thought she looks at her plate of cookies before taking one of them and holds it out to him.

You only get one though Percy.]

Here then! You need lotsa fertilizer!

[A little giggle.]

[He'll give a grin in return and takes a cookie.]

Thanks, Naomi.

[And just to make it sillier, he shoves the whole thing in his mouth in one go. Hey, why not?]