Disclaimer: I don't own it.

Okay, so in the reviews I got on 'From Askew to Zeal,' someone, (who I will gladly thank later as soon as I find them in the sea of reviews,) suggested that I write some one-shots like that set at Camp Half-Blood. So here they are, to be posted as I write them. Please do enjoy, and don't forget to review!

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Percy kept a tight grip on Reyna's hand as the demi-gods of Camp Half-Blood swarmed around him, pounding him on the back, hugging him and ruffling his hair, as glad to see him as he was to see them.

Reyna cringed self-consciously, uncomfortable with the wild antics of the Greeks as they welcomed their comrad home. She lived in a world of structure and order; Camp Half-Blood was neither of those things. Instead, it was almost unnervingly chaotic.

At last the crowd began to thin and calm, and Percy stepped close to Reyna again, drawing the attention of the orange-clad campers to her for the first time since their arrival. He grinned at their curious expressions and led her through the crowd toward the 'Big House.'

"Ready to run yet?" he asked her teasingly. She snorted under her breath and whacked him lightly in the side with their linked hands. He smirked. As they continued across the grass, Reyna glanced over her shoulder at the crowd that followed them like a herd of bright orange puppies.

"Is it always this..." she trailed off, at a loss to describe the manners of the Greeks compared to her Roman brethren. Percy laughed, and bumped her shoulder with his.

"Yep." he grinned. "Always."

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So, we're off to a slow start, but it'll get better, promise! Review (no flames)! Thanx! ~Seeker