Camp mom Luke, where things get so bad he just starts crying one day while trying to comfort a Demi god
This man is literally carrying camp half bloods financial situation, taking care of the campers, making sure cabins are clean, making sure everything is fine
While heâs doing that heâs trying to also manage the titan army- keeping monsters and Demi gods from fighting, doing even more financial work and now along with even more things and having to deal with Kronos in his head
So one day itâs just like, four campers trying to climb on him, Travis and Connor wonât stop playing pranks, Clarisse is trying to fight Percy so heâs holding her back, and Dionysus comes up like
Dionysus: âhey Lukas or what ever your name is, do this reallyyy quickâ and itâs Olympus fucking financial situation
Luke: ââŚâ Luke just starts crying, like full on sobs. The camp has no idea what to do because Lukeâs never cried before so there all panicking
He'd woke up that day knowing it was going to be terrible. Sofie was still sick so she was gonna be clingy, capture the flag was yesterday and Ares cabin had lost meaning Clarisse was probably in a foul mood, and Thalia was still visiting camp. To top it all of his head was fucking killing him, and Chris and Connor wouldn't stop screaming at each other. Luke cringed, that was easy enough to deal with, "Yo shut the FUCK UP!" Blessed silence. He'd groaned into his hands and climbed out his bunk knowing the day wasn't going to get any better. It didn't.
It was barely 12 pm and the blonde had already had to break up three fights, only made more difficult with Sofia on his hip. Her fever had spiked in the night so she had to be close to him so he could monitor her temperature. He'd forgotten to account for something though, the other littles always got jealous when he paid any one kid more attention no matter the reason. What this meant was he had three other children tugging at him and desperate for attention. Maybe he could have handled it any other day but his head was still pounding, the kids were being so loud, so his patience was stretched thin...
"JOâ!" He caught himself, flinching at his tone in time with the little boy yanking on his pant leg. Carefully, he plucked little fingers from him jeans before bringing his hand back up to rub at his temples. "Joseph please, I've got a really bad headache. I need you all to use your inside voices okay?"
Tiny murmurs of acknowledgement and apology from both the boy and the other children. Luke almost sighed in relief but then he saw Clarisse and Percy arguing, both teens getting both louder as it continued. He let out a sound akin to a growl. Before he knew it he had the back of the teens shirt in an iron grip. The girl shouted, about to begin cursing before she saw who exactly it was that grabbed her.
The blood drained from her face, "I wasn'tâ!"
The man's face twisted into a grimace, scar tugging at his lip uncomfortably "Yes, yes you were, my godâyou're fifteen Clarisse! You're too damn old to be throwing god forsaken tantrums like thisâ!"
Chris jumped back, one hand a little in front of him a stack of paper in the other. He didn't speak for a few seconds, taking in his brother's appearance. His face shrunk with concern before he eventually shook his head, "We're over budget".
"Excuse me?" He let go of Clarisse's shirt to snatch the papers out of his younger brother's hands, bouncing Sofia a bit when she made a noise of discomfort. "Which sideâ?"
Luke took a sharp intake, breathing picking up, head throbbing. He gave a quick glance at the children surrounding them before mouthing the word bullshit. Chris just shook his head and shrugged, just as confused as he was "I don't even know man! I don't even know!" He was about to say something when he caught one of the middle school aged boys push another child out the corner of his eye.
"Walker!" The boy jumped, "Cabin seven, now!" Before the boy could retort Luke cut him off firmly, "NOW!" Walker groaned and slammed a foot into the ground but walked back to his cabin.
"Luke?" His head snapped towards the voice. Percy was staring at him with an expression he couldn't nameâhe was sure he'd seen it before though, directed at other people, never him. Green eyes shifted off to the side for a brief moment before focusing back on him. The teen took a hesitant step closer, "...Are you okay?"
"...What...?" The tension in his face melted into confusion because what? He couldn't even remember the last time anyone had asked him that. He couldn't even answer, gapping like a fish and frozen like a deer.
Everything turned to static. D was walking towards him, papers in hand, no doubt about to pass off his work on to him. The god's mouth was moving but Luke couldn't register the wordsâcouldn't hear anything really. It was getting hard to see too, his vision going a mix of blurry and warped. His legs trembled but he managed to keep himself up, he couldn't fall overânot with one of his kids in his arms. He managed to hear someone whimper but couldn't tell from where.
The next few moments were a blur. Someone tugged the forms from his hands, then they took Sofia out of his arms despite his protest. The next thing he knew he was being dragged gods knew were. The sound of sobbing followed him but he couldn't tell from where. Firm hands pushed on his shoulders, forcing him to sit down. It was only then he noticed the damp spots on his shirt, he brought a hand up to his face and it came back wet. Oh, it was him, well that explained why his throat felt so raw.
Luke took a lot longer to calm down than he'd like to admit. Hacking and coughing as his tears finally calmed down enough to see that he was in some clearing. He turned to his side and saw Percy staring at him with that same unknown expressionâa little bit of pity mixed in there.
"...You wanna talk about it?" He shook his head, the teen gave a short nod. "Alright..."
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