Common Shenanigans

son of hephaestus

Zane walked into the woods, examining everything around me. Birds were chirping, animals scurrying around, and the sound of the river flowing filled the ears of the son of Hephaestus. He smiled, trying to be as casual as can be. He walked near a family of squirrels, whistling. He held out a peanut to one of them and it walked cautiously towards his outstretched hand. It sniffed it, then looked at the boy curiously. He smiled softly, watching as the little creature snatched it then ran away to it's little tree home. He zipped open his pocket, pulling out a small rocket. His lips curled up into a sly smile, a small matchbook being slipped out of the pocket as well. He rubbed the red end of the match against the side of the little box, the match catching fire. He carefully rubbed the small flame against the small white fuse. A small hiss was heard, and Zane scrambled away. He found a abnormally large rock, and hid behind it. He peeked over the rock, waiting for the rocket to go off. It didn't. It was a dud. He frowned, standing up straight. he cautiously began walking towards the small rocket. "Oh gods I hate the duds. The duds are the worst." He said aloud, beginning to bend over to pick up the rocket. Another hiss was heard as the rocket lifted off of the ground. Zane let out a small yelp and ducked down. The rocket began to go haywire and flew straight for the tree. The tree that the one squirrel was at. He watched as it barely skimmed the trunk, and fell into the creek instead. He let out a long, exasperated sigh. That was close. Too close. He grumbled as he pulled out another rocket, but stopped as he heard a small twig break. He cursed himself for not bringing a weapon. He panicked, looking around the forest. He saw a jagged piece of metal. It wasn't celestial bronze or stygion iron, but it didn't matter to Zane. He ran towards the sharp piece of metal, grabbing the duller and fatter end. He watched as the metal glowed a bright gold, the surface turning bronze. After a couple of seconds, the whole entire metal stick was celestial bronze; Oh gods how he loved his power. He felt a slight headache coming on, however. Oh well. He still loved how convenient it was for him. He heard another twig snapped, the sound being closer than before. He grasped the dagger, ready to attack if anything dangerous approached him.

son of hephaestus

Zane watched as the creature emerged from the underbrush. It was only Jenna. He dropped the dagger, it still glowing the bright gold. "Oh, it's just you." He said, disappointed. It wouldn't of been too bad if it was a monster or something, but no. It had to be a human. He looked at her, eyebrow raised. "What do you think I'm doing? Milking cows? I'm lighting off fireworks." He rolled his eyes a bit, annoyed by his close friend's stupidity. He lit another match, beginning to light the fuse. He stopped after he was a couple of inches away, and looked at Jenna. He jerked his head in the direction of the rock. "I'd get under some cover, if I were you." He said idly, lighting the fuse. Another hiss was heard, and he scrambled towards the large rock. He watched as it flew up into the sky, and exploded into vibrant colors. He had gotten it from the Hephaestus cabin, so an animation appeared in the sky. It was two dolphins swimming around in the sky. It looked pretty cool, even though he hated sea animals. He got up after it was over, and walked out of the woods. He was bored, of everything. He was leaving camp. Today.