I sighed rather loudly as I sat down in the fields in the center of all the cabins. They all looked so unique and out of ace with the next one. Some people, if they had just seen the cabins, specifically a mortal, would think they are random cabins thrown into the shape of a U. But what I see is a bunch of random cabins that represent my family. My big "Happy" family. If happy means that our favorite activity to do together is slash, jab and stab each other with sharp weapons, I'm good with that. Five years and nothing seems to change. Always the same routine and always fights.
Speaking of which, I think the Ares cabin was having one now. I saw them over at the Arena a few minutes ago, well most of the cabin anyway. They were yelling with the Apollo cabin weapons drawn and all that.
Then a thought hit me. What would happen if I pissed them off even more. It was my specialty. I smiled evilly and hoped that there was still some people in cabin five. I stood up and went to the Ares door and knocked. It was suicide, but I was very bored.