"Here!" Travis yelled, throwing Katie's flowers at Connor. "Catch these! I'm tired of holding them."

Unfortunately, a suden gust of wind came along, and the flowers got stuck in the tree next to Connor.

"I think you need to work on your pitching skills, bro," Connor yelled, laughing. "Although I suppose they do make the tree look nice. That is, if you like that sort of thing."

Travis glanced at his brother, annoyed, then took off one of his shoes, and threw it at the tree. Instead of making the flowers come down, it just got stuck.

Then he tried his other shoe. Sadly, it had the same fate as the flowers and the first shoe.

So did Connor's shoes. And the sticks he found on the ground. And a few books Connor stole from the Athena cabin. And Travis's dagger. And a mint Connor found in his pocket. And Connor's sword. And the bottle of whipped cream Travis just happened to have with him. And a Barbie Travis found in his pocket that probably belonged to one of the younger Hermes' kids.

Basically, practically everything they owned was in the tree by the time Katie got there.

"Travis Stoll," she said, surveying the situation with her hands on her hips, looking as if she were trying not to laugh. "Why are you throwing random things into a tree?"

"Um..." Travis started to say, but Connor finished for him.

"Travis was trying to get the flowers he got for you out of the tree."

"Oh," Katie said. "You do realize that you're taller than the tree, right?"