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A/N: Clarisse lol once again on this. Her spear gets stolen boys.

AO3 - KoFi

The Thief

The door made a loud bang as Clarisse strided in. Only a few of her siblings cared to look up.

‘We’re raiding the Hermes cabin.’

Now people got interested. ‘What did they do?’

‘Something important has been stolen. I don’t want any more questions, just your total cooperation.’

The Ares campers didn’t need to hear anything else. Within seconds, they had picked up their weapons and strapped on their every-day protective gear.

The take-over was a breeze. There was only one camper inside, the rest was too busy training. Two Ares kids janked him out. The rest stationed themselves around the cabin so no one else could try and get in, except for Clarisse and two of her siblings.

Clarisse peered around. At first glance, she couldn’t see her spear anywhere, but that was probably the way the cabin was designed. They had to have stuff stashed away in corners, the little sneaks.

‘You search the beds, and you search the closets,’ she ordered the two people that had come in with her. ‘You’re looking for a spear.’

The two other campers exchanged nervous looks. Maimer had been a present from Ares himself. If someone had stolen that, the camp would burn if she didn’t get it back soon.

While the others checked out the beds and the closets, Clarisse ran her hands past the walls. There had to be a nook or creek somewhere, to reach the secret compartments Chris had told her about.

After a few minutes of searching, she found a bulge under her fingertip, so small that most people wouldn’t notice. She snickered as she ran her hand over that part of the wall. Her boyfriend really should be less trusting with information like that.

She managed to jam her finger under the wooden plank. Yet, when she took it away, she only found some loose banknotes. With a disgruntled noise, she put the plank back.

‘Clarisse!’ With her eyebrows raised, she turned around. Her cabin mate was looking under a bed.

‘Something’s here!’

Clarisse sat down next to her sibling. There seemed to be a compartment under the bed. She reached her hand into the hole, knowing there might as well be poisonous bugs in there.

She didn’t find poisonous bugs, but neither did she find her spear. Instead, she took out a hand-mirror.

She tutted. ‘Silena won’t be happy with whoever stole this. She got it from Aphrodite.’

The other campers' eyes got wide. ‘So the Hermes campers have been stealing gifts from our godly parents?’

‘It seems like it.’

‘Then we should tell Chiron and Dionysus!’

Clarisse shook her head. ‘We can figure it out ourselves. However, we’re leaving here. They would never stash two valuable objects in the same place.’

When she walked outside, there was an array of campers looking to see what was going on. Connor Stoll lurched forward when he saw Clarisse coming out. ‘You’re not allowed to come in without permission!’

She held up the mirror. ‘And your campers are not allowed to steal stuff like this, now are they?’

Connor violently turned around. ‘Which one of you imbeciles took that?’

Clarisse walked past him. ‘I am glad we are on the same page about it. But don’t think I’ll let you rest until my spear is back, Stoll.’

He gritted his teeth. ‘All of you,’ he ordered, ‘Will be searching along. And to whoever did this: I am not responsible for whatever happens to you.’

The news of the theft spread like wildfire. Soon, everyone in the camp was either searching, hiding or praying.

‘Silena?’

The daughter of Aphrodite took her mirror. ‘I heard what happened. Those bastards. May their clothes shrink whenever they put them on.’

‘Does that work specifically?’

She chuckled. ‘Not when I don’t know who it should be directed to.’ Clarisse nodded, but couldn’t help but scan the camp for demigods with shirts that were a little too crampy.

‘What about Phobos and Deimos?’ Sherman inquired

Clarisse shook her head. ‘Too boastful. They wouldn’t be able to keep their mouths shut about it for this long.’

‘Most of the Hermes campers check out right now as well. Perhaps the Athena campers? Or Percy Jackson?’

Clarisse shrugged. ‘The Athena campers are too wise to pull a stunt like this one and I like to think Jackson has something better to do with his time. Still, search the arts-and-crafts building and the boathouse.’

Sherman gave a firm nod, before running away.

It was getting ridiculous. Almost every nook of the camp, safe for the forests, had been searched. Would a camper really be so stupid as to go into the forest for a prank? A prank that, in no possible way, would end well?

As soon as this realisation got through to the rest of the camp, they began to form a crowd around the capture the flag starting point, thinking about what to do next. Anything to keep Clarisse from burning down the whole camp.

When Clarisse arrived, one of the Ares campers was standing in the middle of the group, next to the shabby flag pole that currently had the Apollo flag on it (To show that they won the last capture-the-flag game). ‘We should make search groups. Everyone gets an area of the forest!’ He held up his hand and accidently knocked over the pole. It fell down, only to reveal the head of a spear.

It got dead quiet. Campers turned their heads towards the Apollo campers, who all looked equally as shocked.

Clarisse made her way to the front. Calmly, she picked up the spear, which gave a little shock as soon as she picked it up.

Still ever so calm, she turned to the Apollo campers. ‘Well? Anyone want to claim responsibility?’

It stayed quiet. The Apollo campers were looking at each other, trying to remember who had planted the flag pole the day they won.

Clarisse snickered. ‘Doesn’t matter. Capture the flag is tomorrow. Ares campers, we’ll just have to get them all.’

A loud roaring made it known that the other Ares kids agreed to this sentiment. The Apollo kids shushed among each other, knowing that they had to get the right allies this time. Yet, one look around camp already told them it might be difficult to get allies at all.

Silena raised her fist. ‘But don’t think that the Hermes kids will get away with stealing the magic mirror! You don’t even know the impact of what you did, pests!’ Her cry was echoed by the other Aphrodite campers, the Ares campers, and eventually almost everyone.

Chiron looked on from a distance. ‘Is it time to do something about it?’

Dionysus shook his head. ‘Let them fight it out among them.’

‘I was hoping you’d say that.’

‘I hope they’ll contain themselves during dinner. If not, then we should by all means do something about it. I don’t want a repeat of the food fight from last week.’

They sighed, knowing full well that a return of the food fight was inevitable. Just as inevitable as macguffins being stolen, campers grinding each other into the dirt and using the weirdest things as flagpoles.

A/N: I like to think that the money Clarisse found in the Hermes cabin was at least 100.000 dollars, all in wads of cash.

The next chapter on the list was requested by an AO3 reader - Clarisse meeting Aphrodite! I also got your other prompt, it's on the list, it'll be there :)

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