Merry Christmas everyone! Heres a Caleo HC for Sage Claridge and plenty of others. Enjoy! ~Baron Hotschaft Von Hugenstein ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Calypso gazed around the Hephaestus cabin curiously, her face hard to read. Leo tapped his foot nervously. “Um…what do you think?” he asked finally, unable to bear it. “It’s….” She stalled for an excruciatingly long amount of time until, just when Leo was going to throttle somebody, said, “…one-of-a-kind.” He decided that that would mean “special” and not “a dirty bucket of rust, nuts, and bolts”. “Why, thank you,” he said dramatically, taking her hand. “Anyway, I bring you to this house of worship not for sightseeing, but for gift-giving.” “Gift-giving?” she echoed quizzically. “Leo, if my calculations are correct, Christmas is three weeks away.” Calypso was having a bit of trouble keeping up with the calendar since her return from Ogygia, but she improved every day. “You’re close. It’s two weeks away. But I’m expected to spend Christmas with my family, away from Camp Half-Blood, and, as much as I pray you’ll be able to visit me, I can’t promise that. So I decided to give you your gift early.” “You got me a gift?” She sounded genuinely touched. “Thank you.” Leo blushed, and he turned so that she wouldn’t see. “It’s nothing, really. Just a little something I cooked up on the fly.” He didn’t mention that “on the fly” translated to two-and-a-half months of trial, error, and singed overalls. Calypso followed him more eagerly now, weaving through numerous bunks (“For such a loner of a god,” Leo joked, “Dad really does get around,”) until he reached his personal worktable. It was littered with dirty screwdrivers and blueprints, which he unceremoniously swiped to the floor. They clattered and made Calypso jump. “Here you go!” Leo presented her with an unwrapped metal box. “I didn’t have any paper to wrap it in, but the gift’s inside. Merry super early Christmas!” Calypso smiled widely and took the box without hesitation, despite the slight grime that coated it. “Does it just…open?” “Yeah, you just pop the top off.” Leo wrung his hands nervously, praying to the gods that the gift wouldn’t cough smoke or blow up the second she beheld it. Calypso obediently removed the lid and looked inside. She gasped, and the lid hit the floor. Leo’s heart skipped a beat. “Uh, was that excitement or ‘oh-gods-it’s-gonna-blow’?” he asked before he could stop himself. “No, it’s amazing!” She extracted a mechanical seeder from the metal box, setting the container on the worktable with more care than she gave the lid. The seeder looked a bit like a gun, except Leo had made sure it was polished and had carved flowers into the sides to make it less menacing. “Let me explain how it works,” Leo offered, sidling up to her. “See the muzzle? The hole’s covered with these small metal arms that, when the trigger’s pulled, will pull back and shoot out whatever seed you load into it at high speed and penetrate the dirt with ease. Now you don’t have to break your back planting vegetables anymore.” He realized that he sounded like a telemarketer but didn’t care. “What do you think?” She whirled, and for a second Leo was genuinely unsure whether she meant to hug him or punch him. She did neither and planted a fat kiss on his cheek, and he was sure for a second his whole body had accidentally caught fire. “Thank you! You made this yourself? That’s amazing! You’re amazing. This is…wow.” She was beside herself, and blushing just as badly as Leo thought he was. They both laughed awkwardly. “Um…shall we try it out?” he suggested to break the silence. “I should warn you to wear a flame-retardant apron, though…and you might wanna tie your hair back.” She nodded dutifully. “Yeah, I figured. Do you have extras around here somewhere?” Leo fetched her one and helped her slip it on, taking pleasure in tying it around her soft, slender neck and equally slender waist. “It might be kinda big, it’s for a guy.” The apron hung all the way to her toes. She laughed. “You think? Come on, let’s try this out.” With her hair in a bun and goggles on, Calypso kind of reminded Leo of a cute scientist about to test out a nuclear bomb, which was more or less exactly what was going on, depending on how the seeder wanted to work. Still, with high hopes, Leo took her hand and led her out of the mazelike Hephaestus cabin and into the sun-filled camp.
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