"OW!" That was Leo, after having his butt kicked–quite literally–by Blackjack, causing every camper in the dining pavilion to stare at them.
"What in the name of Hephaestus was that for?" asked the demigod, rubbing his probably bruising bottom.
"For this," Blackjack answered. At least, that was what he would have said, if the translator had been switched back to English.
Instead, the strange sound from earlier came out of his mouth, silencing everyone in the pavilion.
A moment passed before almost all of the campers fell to the ground, laughing their socks off. Even Annabeth, who'd been moody ever since the boss's disappearance, cracked a smile, chuckling.
It was the same reaction he'd gotten from Tyson and the other pegasi, who were so busy laughing, they were unable to hear Blackjack's demands to switch back the translator.
The pegasus had left the stable after a few minutes of listening to them laugh, rolling his eyes as he did so.
Chiron, who also had a smile on his face, stood up and tried to get the campers to quiet down. Of course, none of them could hear him through their laughter.
"Ugh," said Blackjack, resulting in even more laughter.
He turned and exited the pavilion, intending to go for an afternoon fly, maybe do some more searching.
He wondered where that dream took place. The one where he saw the boss with the big guy on the throne.
He should try and find that place. It looked underground, though, and after the labyrinth, Blackjack didn't really feel like going anywhere where he couldn't stretch his wings.
He shot up into the air, letting the wind move through his mane. Maybe in a little while, he'd go looking for it. Right now, he just wanted to relax.
...I just...I don't even know...My brain sucks, man.
-Destiny