Alice's bunk

Oh my mother is the best person ever. She's Mania and I love her. Alice grinned.

Alice felt a flicker of bitterness - I wonder what it must be like to love your mother - but didn't show it. Her playful mask was too good for that, so instead she smiled. "Really? Never would have guessed."

Momma is super nice to me and the Maniae, although they are kinda rude at times. She giggled while Oracle began wrapping herself around the girl's waist and then shoulders again.

She cocked her head questioningly. "The Maniae?" Alice could never remember all of the old myths.

Yeah, theres a whole bunch in your cabin. They like to cause trouble. Alice giggled as a few ghost like people showed themselves before waving to the daughter of Mania and vanishing from sight. I have special eyes from my mom. She let me have the power to see them always, even now!

She looked confused, but interested. "What are they? Your mother's spirits?"

They're the crazy spirits. Alice giggled making the crazy motion with her fingers at her head.

"Well, that explains why there are so many in here, what with the kind of people my siblings are," she joked. "What do they look like?"

They kinda look like ghosty ghosts. She giggled with a smile on her face.

Hermes flew into the cabin and hoped he wasn't shot down by a stray arrow or something. Thankfully, all the kids were out doing chores, so there was no music being played in here, nor random arrows flying around. However, it was a bit bright and Hermes had wished he could've toned the light down. Still, he wasn't planning on sticking around. He dropped to the floor, with his sack and began to root through it, looking for what he had to deliver to this cabin.
He had to really stretch through, and then he found it, before realising he'd need two arms. It wasn't as light as other things he'd been delivering that day. It wasn't even wrapped, "Good effort Apollo..." He sighed. Before dropping it with a thud on the bed. Then, he flew off before being spotted and fired at.


Details of gift:
A smallish xylophone set. Nothing special to it, apart from each of the bars changes colour constantly going through the colours of the rainbow.

Alice walked into the cabin, returning from archery practise with a couple of the others. Spotting the shape on her bed, she frowned, coming closer to see what it was.

A xylophone set? Why would there be a xylophone set on her bunk? As she watched the colours on the keys changed, each set differently so the colours were always different at any one time. Without thinking, she smiled.