<div align="center"><em>Several days later...</em></div><br/><hr/><br/>The camp fell into routine fairly quickly. The forest was even more off limits than before due to recent events, but Mr. D wasn't going to put guards up or anything. The fact that no campers had died yet was very disappointing to him. Activities went on as normal. People ate and had fun. Except for the fact that the occasional giant spider that escaped from the forest and the lava flowing out of the top of the climbing wall, it was a pretty normal summer camp.<br/><br/>As the summer heated up girls played volleyball in bikinis, causing some of the satyr to trip and fall a lot. More so if those girls happened to be daughters of Aphrodite. Hephaestus' forges were always fired up and running night and day. The satyrs and Demeter's cabin kept the Strawberry Fields growing strong. The cabins of the Big Three were nearly silent as usual with so few children in them. And everyone else fell into place.<br/><br/>Chiron worried about the three on the Quest, but knew they would be okay. Things were different these days from back when he first started training heroes. There weren't as many dangers in the world today. Technology and such ensured that. But heroes still died. He managed to stave off the thoughts of the three new heroes dying by focusing on the upcoming Chariot Race.<br/><br/>Mr. D spent his days laying in a lawn chair on the porch of the Big House with a can of Diet Coke in his hand and a hat over his eyes and face. Sometimes sleeping, other times waiting for some brave kid to try and sneak up on him so he could scare them off.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><em>Abigale, Daughter of Hermes</em></div><br/>Abigale's randomly died hair colors were slowly fading, but mostly due to the fact that she was taking more showers than usual (sometimes two or three a day). She blamed Vincent for this. Not that he was with her during all these shower trips, but she blamed him for those damn shower heads.<br/><br/>Thankfully, she did not let this interfere with her cabin duties. She was currently making her way around an empty Cabin #11 and cleaning it up while everyone was off at their daily activities.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><em>Nigel, Son of Poseidon</em></div><br/>Nigel had spent the first week of camp swimming and barely anything else. Every morning, he did a few stretches before stripping down and diving into the bay just outside his family cabin. He'd swim till breakfast, eat, swim till lunch, eat, swim till dinner, eat, and then probably swim some more. Occasionally, he'd slip down to the stables and help out with the pegasi. Other than his sister, he had very few people he was interested in talking to.<br/><br/>He held nothing against his cousins and such, but he just wasn't much of a people person. Most of the time he was shooing off some younger girls that had come down to watch him swim because they realized he did so naked.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><em>Tiffany, Daughter of Hephaestus</em></div><br/>Despite her seeming loathing for Jeff, the eldest son of Apollo, she spent a lot of time near him. Even taking to eating near him during meals. Mostly making sure he wasn't using the dice she'd made for him to cheat kids out of the money.