Oops (Maddi!)

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Ethan loved days like this. The sun was shining, which made the fact that it was January a little bit better. Winter. Not his cup of tea, but at least he didn’t live in Alaska or something where it would be 50 below instead of 50 above. Thank the gods for that one. And with the sun shining and people smiling, it was just a great day. Of course, they were not laughing with him. And he had very little feeling left in his legs. Details, details. The point was, he was in an excellent mood despite minor difficulties.

Difficulties like the unusual form that Roman punishments could take. At least it wasn’t a barbed whip like the old days. Now that sounded unpleasant. After all, he was rather fond of his flesh staying a part of his body and not getting all sliced like that really thin meat on the Arby’s sandwiches. He liked his skin where it was. It did such a lovely job of keeping his insides on the inside.

But there was one thing skin didn’t usually like. Which was also the reason he was kneeling here in stocks along one of the roads in New Rome. Sand paper. No, skin didn’t usually like meeting sand paper on a personal level. And that was certainly personal. But that joke had so been worth it. After all, he had pranks in his blood. He was legacy of Mercury after all! Which meant his measure of fun had to be had. And at least he’d warned his friends in advance. Unfortunately that had backfired on him when people got a little miffed about all the toilet paper in the men’s lavatory being swapped for coarse grain sand paper. Sadly, people knew it was him. Which brought him to the present moment. He was supposed to be here for an hour and then get to go on his merry way, assuming his legs still had blood flowing. Which at the moment was questionable. Unsurprisingly, it seemed that he’d been forgotten. Or perhaps they wanted to extend his enjoyment an extra five or ten minutes.

He was Ethan though, and that meant that he was about as sour mooded as a chimp on a sugar high. So he squatted in place and beamed away at the passersby, which only seemed to act as further entertainment for all the other people out and about. And who was he other than a good source of entertainment. After all, there were a few who hadn’t run into the sand paper incident – like every girl in the camp, since he was not one to venture into the ladies room – who had thought it rather funny. And that was what he did it for. Well, there was the thrill of tricking people, of course. But also getting other people to smile and laugh was just as grand.

Tag: MADDI
Word Count: 484

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Word spread like wildfire in the presence of Romans. As much as they denied it, they were all a big bunch of gossips (her lovely uncle Cupid had even informed her that the same was true for the Roman gods). That Annaleigh girl, in particular, was excessively obsessed with getting scandal out in the open. Though at least she could legitimately use her mother as an excuse. Of course, Maddison Petroski was hardly complaing. Maddi rather enjoyed the quick-spreading rumors actually. She didn't even mind when they were about her, mainly because no rumor could possibly make her look worse than she already did in the eyes of everyone else. Then there was also the fact that she simply couldn't find herself caring much for what other people thought of her. Annaleigh was also clever enough not to spread too much private information about her-smart girl, she was. And Maddison calling someone smart was actually quite a compliment to the girl's intelligence, considering almost everyone was deemed an imbecile by the blonde Venus legacy.

Even poor, sweet, little Ethan was a little dim in her opinion. Not that she didn't actually secretly, or even openly perhaps, enjoy the boy-but he still had his dumb moments. Right now, in fact, was a perfect example. She hadn't heard in detail what the boy had done this time, but apparently it had been enough to land him in the stocks in New Rome. Something which she knew only because of the gossiping Vulcan girls that she had passed by in the Coliseum. For once they prove to be useful, she rolled her eyes as she ventured through the territory of New Rome. The place was surprisingly a favorite of hers, if only because it was less crowded with demigods, so she was infinitely more likely to be left alone if that was what she so desired-which it quite frequently was. Unless she was in the mood to verbally assault someone...also very frequent for her.

Today though, she was feeling generous. Or at least generous enough for little Ethan's sake. The boy reminded her a little too much of her younger brother, so he always received special treatment from her. Special treatment, of course, meaning that she treated him like a human being. Heck, he was even so lucky that when she spotted him grinning like an absolute dork despite his position in the stocks, she allowed herself a genuine amused smile. "So Ethan, what did you do this time?

[/color]" Her smile turned to that of a knowing smirk, though it was accompanied by the pleasant sound of her light laughter so it wasn't at all condescending. The light attitude, of course, earned a strange look or two by passerbys who were familiar with the girl. Maddison wasn't exactly known for smiling, or laughing, so both within a span of a few minutes? Almost unheard of, unless you were one of her lucky family members. "Or perhaps the better question would be...what didn't you do. [/color]" She tilted her head to the side, leaning against the stocks comfortably as she glanced down at him.





tag;; Ethan baby!
word count;; 521
notes;; >.> yes, she's capable of being nice. don't doubt it.

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Another day, another prank. Though it was obvious he was overdue for subtlety lessons. He did need to get with Zidane – secretly, so as not to besmirch his praetor reputation – about that one. But hey, go big or go home right? Ah well, even if it had landed him where he was now. He was rather enjoying the giggling he was earning from little kids, even if it was at him, he laughed right along. There was something about little kids laughing that you usually couldn’t fault them for. Unless it was like really mean sort of laughing, but this time around it was more of that ‘hey you look silly’ sort of laughing. And that he was okay with. Even if he was getting to be achy all over from standing like this.

And that was when he spotted Maddison, one of the lovely people he considered a close friend who actually didn’t tell him to buzz off whenever he bugged them. Which was odd coming from her, but he took it as a compliment. His grin widened all the more. “What do you mean, what did I do? What makes you think I did anything?” He asked with a hint of joking and his best innocent face. Not that it wasn’t totally obvious that innocent was not what he was. He make a face as though he’d just realized he was in the stocks. “Oh, you mean these? I’m rather fond of them actually. I think I’m going to name it Filbert. We’re having bonding time. Just like last week. And a month before that. And that one week where I was hanging out with Filbert twice in one week. Good times, good times. Though Filbert has a bit of trouble understanding of the human circulatory system and doesn’t seem to have a grasp on the idea of not cutting off blood flow to the legs. That should make walking fun, huh?” He gave her a goofy grin as best he could, considering she was leaning against the stocks and the wood planks made it a bit hard to crane his neck up to see her.

So he set to trying to twist his arms in front of his chest and twist around. It worked! For a second. “Ow, ow, ow, ow, OW!” He twisted back to the proper position in a real hurry. “Bad idea, bad Ethan. Your spine does not go that way.” Ah, then there was her question. Yeah, he should probably get to that. “Ah, yes. My dear, dear, Maddi. You know I am an innocent person. I was framed! All I did was replace the toilet paper with sand paper and someone had the nerve to complain. I was trying to do the Camp a good service. How, I don’t know, but I’ll come up with some reason. You would think I would have done that by now, since I’ve been here a while, but ah well. Where would the fun in that be. Speaking of that, you wouldn’t happen to be able perhaps spring me from the clutches of dear old Filbert, would ya? The whole circulatory thing I mentioned before and all. You know.” He gave her his best winning smile and batted his eyes a couple times for good measure, though it was more at her throat than her face given that he couldn’t quite crane his neck that far without breaking it. Which would be bad.

Tag: Maddi!
Word Count: 577
Notes: muse is hiiiiigh today. Hope you don't mind he's being a bit of a crazy