Post by Jacob Orion on Sept 21, 2010 13:55:17 GMT -7
Sleep was always an illusive little tease when it came to demigods, even more when it came to Hermes' sly scheming, and some times odd children. Orion was one of those children once again. It had been a culture shock going from 90 years at the Lotus, where a guy only slept when he wanted, and never had company, unless he wanted, to being stuffed in a house crowded with crooks, thieves and general confidence men, and women. That was the biggest difference Orion had noticed since his return, all of the Houses were now 100% co-ed, not that it really mattered to him. He generally split his time between the Hermes Residence, and staying with Ashley in his House. More often than not he was with Ashley, unless he was away on business for the Academy.
Those were the worst nights, usually resulting in Orion sleep walking around the camp challenging trees and walls to a duel with a rubber ducky. Last night had been one of those nights. Some how he had dressed himself in one of his old fashioned night shirts, a pair of hip waders, and a newspaper pirate hat. Following the remarkable feat of dressing himself, in his sleep, he had stormed out of the house waded out into the canoeing lake up to his waist and challenged Pontos, the very first sea god, even before the Titans, to a duel, his chosen weapon...a toilet brush.
Needless to say, Pontos never actually answered his challenge, leaving Orion splashing around in the water with a toilet brush, soaking himself from head to foot, and yet some how not managing to break his sleep walking spell. Satisfied he had defeated the sea god, at least in his mind, he sloshed back into the house, and miraculously collapsed on his own bed, and not someone elses, for a change.
He lay there face first in the mattress sprawled out in impossible angles, muttering in a dreamy voice, "Why yes Ashley, I will have the pickle...Thank you..."
Orion would have loved to stay in his lovely dream world, he was rudely awoke by the early morning chatterings of his siblings. Orion's body tried to pop up suddenly, but due to the weird angles he had collapsed in, all he managed to do was wretch his back, rolling off the bed on to the hard hard floor.
"Ashley...we forgot to lock the door again...the children found us," Orion groaned still no where near fully awake. He struggled upright looking around dazed. "Why does it smell like fish in here?" He squinted through exhausted eyes trying to force his brain to function, just one cell at a time...it was going to take a while. He climbed to his feet sitting down on the edge of his bed rubbing his eyes as a wet slimy newspaper pirate hat slid down over his face. Orion pulled it off with a sour look and tossed it aside. "What happened...I don't remember going to a party at the Dionysus cabin...did I? Wait, that wouldn't explain the fish smell...why would I party with the Poseidon kids? They're all a bit...odd." He looked around, realizing he had completely missed the conversation his siblings were having, and now they were looking at him expectantly.
"Er..um...I'll have eggs, bacon, make it really crispy bacon, with chicken fried steak and lots of gravy..." He looked around still confused, "I'll take it that you weren't taking the breakfast order...sorry what were we talking about again?"
Orion scrubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands trying to force his mushy brain to kick back into gear. This was something hadn't experienced much over the last 90 years at the Lotus, come to think of it, he wasn't sure he ever actually slept while he was there. No matter, he stood up stretching, with a yawn a lion would be jealous of, he wandered over to his wardrobe and stepped inside. Now, this wouldn't have been intelligent behavior if it hadn't been for the face that the wardrobe was actually much bigger on the inside. Generations of Hermes kids had devised secret rooms, smugglers holds, hidey holes, secret passages and tunnels, and it just so happened that this blue box of a wardrobe held one of those secret rooms. Orion's massive dressing room in fact. There were wracks and wracks of clothes he had...procured over the years, and a number of costumes and accessories he kept for doing his drag show every now and again.
Normally, he dressed quite tastefully, but there were times when he just couldn't resist wearing some outrageous outfit, one which would light Ashley's cheeks on fire with embarrassment. But Ashley wasn't here right now...now was he, with a wicked grin Orion tossed aside his sodden nightshirt finding a simple black kilt, a white frilled shirt, his ever present bow tie, a gaudy red patchwork jacket, and insanely long striped scarf draped around his neck, a battered old porkpie hat resting on his head and a pair of knee high riding boots. He pulled on the ensemble, putting a stick of celery in his lapel for good luck, he stepped back out into the main room feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. He looked around at his much much younger siblings grinning mischievously.
"You know, often the simplest pranks are often the best. There's no need to make something overly complicated with something simple and straight forward would do quite nicely." He sat on the edge of his bed crossing his legs politely as he continued. "Now, there really isn't any reason we can't hit several cabins with small simple pranks all at the same time. There are more than enough of us to do just that. That and it makes it more difficult to be caught 'red handed' as it were. First off, the Aphrodite kids are always an easy target, all we would have to do is mess with their cosmetics a bit, and they'll be madder than wet hens. My favorite was diluting their shampoo with peroxide, just enough that they can't readily tell that it's been tampered with, but can still get the job done. I remember when I was 13 we pulled off that prank remarkably well, so well in fact that the whole cabin was bleached blonde for the whole summer." Orion smiled fondly at them memory, shifting his weight and recrossing his legs.
"Now, the Dionysus kids may be more of a challenge, they're all drunks or nutters anyway. But I have an idea. You all know Maxi Paddington? He's probably the biggest lunatic in that cabin. So what we do is get him drunk set him loosing in their cabin locking them all in. Of course this plan isn't without it's dangers, I mean that kid is seriously unhinged, but if it is monitored carefully, it could prove to be pretty entertaining. Another group that is an extremely entertaining target, is the Athena kids. When I was about 15, we snuck into their cabin while they were at dinner, and flipped the whole place to that it was the mirror image of what it had been. It was extremely entertaining watching all of those 'wise' kids completely perplexed that nothing was where it was supposed to be. Ah the small pleasures in life," He smiled politely looking to his siblings to get their feedback.
Word Count: 1272
Muse: Mischievous
Tags: Hermes Kids
Those were the worst nights, usually resulting in Orion sleep walking around the camp challenging trees and walls to a duel with a rubber ducky. Last night had been one of those nights. Some how he had dressed himself in one of his old fashioned night shirts, a pair of hip waders, and a newspaper pirate hat. Following the remarkable feat of dressing himself, in his sleep, he had stormed out of the house waded out into the canoeing lake up to his waist and challenged Pontos, the very first sea god, even before the Titans, to a duel, his chosen weapon...a toilet brush.
Needless to say, Pontos never actually answered his challenge, leaving Orion splashing around in the water with a toilet brush, soaking himself from head to foot, and yet some how not managing to break his sleep walking spell. Satisfied he had defeated the sea god, at least in his mind, he sloshed back into the house, and miraculously collapsed on his own bed, and not someone elses, for a change.
He lay there face first in the mattress sprawled out in impossible angles, muttering in a dreamy voice, "Why yes Ashley, I will have the pickle...Thank you..."
Orion would have loved to stay in his lovely dream world, he was rudely awoke by the early morning chatterings of his siblings. Orion's body tried to pop up suddenly, but due to the weird angles he had collapsed in, all he managed to do was wretch his back, rolling off the bed on to the hard hard floor.
"Ashley...we forgot to lock the door again...the children found us," Orion groaned still no where near fully awake. He struggled upright looking around dazed. "Why does it smell like fish in here?" He squinted through exhausted eyes trying to force his brain to function, just one cell at a time...it was going to take a while. He climbed to his feet sitting down on the edge of his bed rubbing his eyes as a wet slimy newspaper pirate hat slid down over his face. Orion pulled it off with a sour look and tossed it aside. "What happened...I don't remember going to a party at the Dionysus cabin...did I? Wait, that wouldn't explain the fish smell...why would I party with the Poseidon kids? They're all a bit...odd." He looked around, realizing he had completely missed the conversation his siblings were having, and now they were looking at him expectantly.
"Er..um...I'll have eggs, bacon, make it really crispy bacon, with chicken fried steak and lots of gravy..." He looked around still confused, "I'll take it that you weren't taking the breakfast order...sorry what were we talking about again?"
Orion scrubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands trying to force his mushy brain to kick back into gear. This was something hadn't experienced much over the last 90 years at the Lotus, come to think of it, he wasn't sure he ever actually slept while he was there. No matter, he stood up stretching, with a yawn a lion would be jealous of, he wandered over to his wardrobe and stepped inside. Now, this wouldn't have been intelligent behavior if it hadn't been for the face that the wardrobe was actually much bigger on the inside. Generations of Hermes kids had devised secret rooms, smugglers holds, hidey holes, secret passages and tunnels, and it just so happened that this blue box of a wardrobe held one of those secret rooms. Orion's massive dressing room in fact. There were wracks and wracks of clothes he had...procured over the years, and a number of costumes and accessories he kept for doing his drag show every now and again.
Normally, he dressed quite tastefully, but there were times when he just couldn't resist wearing some outrageous outfit, one which would light Ashley's cheeks on fire with embarrassment. But Ashley wasn't here right now...now was he, with a wicked grin Orion tossed aside his sodden nightshirt finding a simple black kilt, a white frilled shirt, his ever present bow tie, a gaudy red patchwork jacket, and insanely long striped scarf draped around his neck, a battered old porkpie hat resting on his head and a pair of knee high riding boots. He pulled on the ensemble, putting a stick of celery in his lapel for good luck, he stepped back out into the main room feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. He looked around at his much much younger siblings grinning mischievously.
"You know, often the simplest pranks are often the best. There's no need to make something overly complicated with something simple and straight forward would do quite nicely." He sat on the edge of his bed crossing his legs politely as he continued. "Now, there really isn't any reason we can't hit several cabins with small simple pranks all at the same time. There are more than enough of us to do just that. That and it makes it more difficult to be caught 'red handed' as it were. First off, the Aphrodite kids are always an easy target, all we would have to do is mess with their cosmetics a bit, and they'll be madder than wet hens. My favorite was diluting their shampoo with peroxide, just enough that they can't readily tell that it's been tampered with, but can still get the job done. I remember when I was 13 we pulled off that prank remarkably well, so well in fact that the whole cabin was bleached blonde for the whole summer." Orion smiled fondly at them memory, shifting his weight and recrossing his legs.
"Now, the Dionysus kids may be more of a challenge, they're all drunks or nutters anyway. But I have an idea. You all know Maxi Paddington? He's probably the biggest lunatic in that cabin. So what we do is get him drunk set him loosing in their cabin locking them all in. Of course this plan isn't without it's dangers, I mean that kid is seriously unhinged, but if it is monitored carefully, it could prove to be pretty entertaining. Another group that is an extremely entertaining target, is the Athena kids. When I was about 15, we snuck into their cabin while they were at dinner, and flipped the whole place to that it was the mirror image of what it had been. It was extremely entertaining watching all of those 'wise' kids completely perplexed that nothing was where it was supposed to be. Ah the small pleasures in life," He smiled politely looking to his siblings to get their feedback.
Word Count: 1272
Muse: Mischievous
Tags: Hermes Kids