Hephaestus Cabin

Nyssa wiped the sweat from her brow as she swished the door open.

"Hello?" she said, as the image of a weird looking person standing before her burned into her mind.

"Hi, Nyssa. It's me Travis, in case you were fooled by my awesome disguise," Travis told her.

Nyssa nodded and commented, "You fooled me, alright. You looked pretty foolish yourself."

"This is my real hair, you know. Took me hours to do it; you like it?"

"Sure? Look, I don't mean to sound rude but do you need something? I got to finish this project inside…," Nyssa said, her patience running out.

"You know how your dad's Roman name is Vulcan? In the TV series Star Trek, Spock is from Vulcan," Travis tells her.

"That's great. Is that it?" Nyssa asked him, looking at him as though he's insane.

"Yup," he replied before she promptly slammed the door shut. "Live long and prosper!" he yelled so she could possibly hear him from inside.

She heard him and told her siblings how Travis in a clown costume with rainbow painted hair was freaking her out and that they should close the blinds and lock the door.

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Hebe Cabin

"Are you like selling cookies?" Juliana, the leader of the small Hebe cabin asked Travis.

"No, but if you'd sell your cookies to me I'd be forever grateful. If you get what I mean, babe," Travis smoothly replied, giving the flawlessly youthful looking girl before him.

Juliana replied innocently, "No, I don't get what you mean? What are my cookies?"

Travis facepalmed, realizing that the children of Hebe not only stay forever young in looks but also in mind. "Never mind, forget I said that. I just needed to tell you something important."

Juliana blinks. "Okay."

"Throughout the centuries, many heroes and characters have journeyed around the world searching for the fountain of youth in order to live forever," Travis told her, looking down at a flashcard in his hands.

"Is that it?" Juliana asked.

"Basically. I would love to talk with you more, though. You're a very lovely looking lady," Travis flirted.

"Well, I'm thirty six. I might be too old for you…"Juliana replied guiltily.

"Oh gods. I'm sorry. Just forget I was even here, please," Travis insists, eyes wide.

"Um, that'll be hard to do. You're dressed in a nice outfit! How could I forget you?" she asked him.

"Um, I'm dressed as Hugh Heffner. I'm in a robe," he told her.

"Who's he? Is he nice? Can I meet him? He probably has a bunch of cookies, right?" she asked, eyes big in youth.

"Um…just shut the door."

"Okay."

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Nike Cabin

"Are you lost?" Victoria asked to Travis, who was leaning against her cabin's dooway.

"Nope," he replied, shaking his head.

"Then what do you need? We're busy strategizing with the Athena cabin," Victoria told him, tapping her feet.

"Oh well, I just thought you'd like to know some extremely valuable information that might help you out greatly in the long run," Travis dramatically said.

Victoria raised an eyebrow. "What kind of information? And why should I listen to you of all people, especially with you dressed like that!" she inquired.

"Because I'm awesome, that's why. Look, it's the inside that matters, not my awesome wardrobe."

"So you dress up as Austin Powers just for fun?"

"Sure. Let's get on with this. Did you know that Nike sportswear logo is supposed to represent a wing? Because your mom Nike has wi-"

"I got it. Is that the incredibly important thing you needed to tell me?"

"Yup."

She shut the door, wondering if Travis Stoll has lost his mind.

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Iris Cabin

Violet began to laugh insanely when she opened the multi-colored door to the point that she shut it in Travis's face. Once she regained her sanity, she opened it once more to find Travis still out there.

"Can I help you?" she asked, smothering a laugh with her hand.

"No, I just wanted to tell you something. I thought you'd like to know that two people can never see the same rainbow due to the light and perspective and a bunch of other weird science reasons," Travis replied.

"Okay, that's nice. Can I ask you something?" she said, her smile stretching her face.

"Go ahead!" Travis insisted, though he really wanted to go get out of this stupid outfit.

"Are you a single lady?" she asked before she burst out laughing again.

"Yes, that's the point that I'm trying to get across with this outfit," Travis said with a sigh.

Violet had tears streaming down her face and she just closed to door to compose herself.

"Haha, I know. Funny." Travis grumbled. Just because he was wearing a black leotard and a mechanical hand did NOT mean he was Beyonce. But now that he thought about it…oh shoot he was.

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Poseidon Cabin

"Travis, is that you?" Percy asked, not sure if he should be afraid or laugh.

"Yeah, it's me," Travis replied with a sigh.

"Why are you…" Percy questioned him, not sure exactly what to say.

"Connor," was all Travis needed to say for Percy to understand.

"So, why are you here then?" Percy asked, beginning to laugh.

"I thought you'd like to know that 90% of the ocean has not been discovered by marine biologists. So Mermaids can possibly exist."

"That's cool. They do insist, actually. I met some a while ago? You wanna meet one?"

"That'd be nice, but not in this attire. I look kinda stupid."

"Well, Travis, you're dressed as Hello Kitty. Of course you look stupid!"

"Yeah. Can I go now?"

"Please do. People are giving weird looks…"

"'K bye!" and Travis bolted back to his cabin to hide as Percy shut the door, giggling at Travis's expense.

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Hermes Cabin

Connor has ordered Travis to go change in the tool shed behind their cabin, and his siblings all had their cameras in hand, ready to click. Once there was a knock on the door, Connor opened it, giggling girlishly in anticipation.

"Hi, Travie! Don't you look cute!" he teased.

"Shut up, dickhead. Now let me get this over with," Travis gritted through his teeth.

"Not before I get a picture!" Connor insisted, and he stood next to his grimacing older brother to take a selfie of the two. All of his other siblings were snapping a bunch of photos already. "Okay, now you can enlighten us!"

"Screw you. I thought that because you're all stupid pricks that I should tell you that our Dad Hermes is a god. He had twins where one was a genius named Travis and the other one was a dumbass named Connor. Connor wet the bed until third grade, by the way. Also, our dad travels the world and crap. And he steals a lot of crap. And he's a mailman. He's my idol," Travis said with a scowl.

Connor put his arm around Travis and ordered one of his siblings to take another picture. "Photoshop out his face and replace it with some hot girl!" he told them.

"I highly doubt anyone will believe a Hooters girl was here in our cabin," Travis retorted, hating how tight the shirt was. He even had to stuff toilet paper in his front by Connor's demand.

"Well, I could tell them it was you instead…" Connor said with a smirk.

"Fine, there was a Hooters girl here. Now let me go change, I can't breathe in this shirt."

()()()()()()

Oh hai.

Sorry I've been gone for what, like, ten years? I'd give some crappy excuse but I don't have one except for the fact that I've lost my mojo again. Sorry. It's the universe's fault.

Next, is the last chapter and last cabin: Demeter.

Awwww yeah.

So leave a review with some comments or suggestions for Travis's costume for this grand finale! Or just say hi.

Thanks!

(I don't own any of the characters nor PJO, I'm a teenager who writes on her laptop so don't sue me unless you're bored and an idiot)

:D

~Bubbles