Chapter Five: Go Save the World

I know, I haven't updated in forever! I'm so terrible! *beats head on desk in self-punishment* But here you go! Another chapter!
Oh, and as translation notes, what Tachigami says in Japanese is this: "The only treatment for it is to stuff yourself with food until you are very, very full. So if you'll excuse me, those ears of corn have my name on them..." If you didn't read the non-bold script and are not a scholar of Japanese, enjoy reading complete gibberish.

Tana and her Apollo cabinmates sat at their table, chattering about random things. There were rumors of an upcoming quest, and it was always exciting to make burial shrouds in case the quester never came back.

Mr. D. and Chiron sat at the staff table, as did Grover and Tachi. Despite Grover's meticulous explanation, the god of swords still seemed thoroughly convinced that he had contracted a contagious form of the pinochle virus.

"I give up," the satyr threw his hands into the air. "You've caught pinochle, there, you win!"

"Anata wa, hijō ni-ippai ni naru made sore o yuiitsu no chiryō wa, shokumotsu to issho ni jibun no monodesu," Tachi said sagely. "Anata wa watashi o shitsurei nodeareba, toumorokoshi no mimi wa karera ni watashi no namae o motte iru..."

"What?" Chiron stared at the mouse.

Grover rolled his eyes. "Probably some bizarre treatment for the pinochle virus."

At that moment, Hermes and Amaterasu chose to appear in mid-air next to the fire circle. The wolf hopped lightly down from the sky and strode purposefully over to the staff table.

"Who's head around here?" Issun demanded. "We want Tachigami back!"

"I suppose that's me," Mr. D. sighed. "Take the mouse. Be warned, it believes it's contracted pinochle."

"That's great," Issun said, recovering from his surprise at their easy victory. "We also need to talk to you about something."

The campers watched curiously as Chiron, Mr. D., Issun, and Amaterasu talked quietly in conspiratorial whispers. Finally, Mr. D. stood up.

"Okay, everyone. Tana, you would have been originally selected for the quest of shooting something with an arrow in a highly dangerous environment somewhere. Instead, you're going to Hawaii to go kick the Lord of all Darkness back to Japan before he wipes out all light. Have fun. Consult the Oracle, yada yada yada, blah, blah, blah, you know the drill. Now go save the world."

Eh, it's another short chapter. It seemed longer when I was writing it. The next one will be longer, I promise!