'It's not enough that they're powerful and omnipotent, they need to feel appreciated'

Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena sat in between two beds. One of them held Percy Jackson, a young demigod who had seemingly fought the infamous Minotaur the previous night. He had been unconscious ever since, in and out of his sleep-like state. She had helped Grover, Percy's satyr protector in helping Percy heal. Feeding him ambrosia and nectar, the food of the Gods.

On the other was a girl, she seemed to be seventeen at first glance, Annabeth was good at guessing the ages of others. The girl wore clothes similar to those in the early 20th century. Her hair was short, resting at the tips of her shoulders. A necklace made up of thick twine, two Celestial Bronze pearls on either side and a seashell in the middle was placed around her neck by some of the daughters of Apollo who found it in her hand.

Annabeth found her collapsed outside the Poseidon Cabin when campers were alerted by Percy's feat of victory. Her clothes were soaked and replaced by an official Camp Half-Blood t-shirt in the usual obnoxious orange and a pair of jeans from the Big House's spares.

Annabeth watched as the girl stirred in her sleep, her hands twitching and her face gently changing. Demigod dreams were horrible, an occupational hazard of all demigod lives since the beginning. "Stop...stop...you can't...you can't have her" the girl muttered, her whole body waking. Thunder boomed outside, echoing across camp. Like magic, the girl shot up looking around frantically.

Her soft brown eyes met Annabeth's, her breaths laboured. "Where am I?" She asked her, looking around slower this time. The room was familiar but she couldn't pinpoint it. "Camp Half-Blood. You know what that word means right?" Annabeth explained slowly. The girl looked at Annabeth suspiciously. "Of course I do. But this isn't Camp. I've been here before" She stated, making Annabeth frown.

"I've been here for five years and I've never met you. I'm Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena. And you are?" Annabeth asked her. The girl looked confused but answered nevertheless. "Cordelia Cesel, but you can call me Corey" she answered before Percy began to stir.

Annabeth stood up, looking down at him with her arms crossed. His eyes opened slightly. "You drool when you sleep" She told him. Percy seemed to be half awake and only said, "Huh?" before his head fell back into the pillow.

~Ψ~

Annabeth gave Corey a jacket made of denim and soft fabric, which seemed to interest her greatly. "This is amazing! It doesn't itch or have that tweed feeling" Corey gushed as they walked out of the infirmary. "Yeah, it's amazing" Annabeth answered bluntly as she opened the door to a room that was very much like a patio. Plants filled the spaces along with candle holders and yellow chandeliers . At a round table sat a man in a tiger print silk shirt. He had dark hair that looked like he was electrocuted and his eyes were covered with sunglasses.

He looked at Annabeth and Corey like they'd slapped him in the face. "What do you want Annabelle" He grumbled, taking off his sunglasses and folding his arms. Annabeth rolled her eyes at him. "This is Corey, the girl that washed up on camp" Annabeth told him, wishing Chiron was here instead. She turned back to Corey, "Corey meet–"

"Mr D, still running Camp I see" Corey smirked at him, walking past Annabeth completely. The girl looked at Corey with wide eyes. Mr D looked up at Corey, "Am I supposed to know you or something?" He asked her. "Cordelia Cesel?" She spoke urgently. Mr D shrugged at her, not taking a moment to remember.

Corey let out a long sigh, "I mixed strawberries and water and gave them to you in a wine bottle when you tricked some little kids to give you real wine" She tried to jog his memory . Mr D seemed to have some recognition. "Cora Colonel!" Mr D clapped his hands at her. Corey seemed to drop her shoulders at the name. "So close" She mutters under her breath.

"It's Corey Cesel, where is Chiron? And why has the room changed? Where's your tiger head?" Corey asked, looking around to find the stuffed head. Annabeth looked at her bewildered. "How do you know so much?" She asked Corey while Mr D drifted back into his own world. Corey smiled at her, "I told you, I've been at Camp before. You really think I survived seventeen years without knowing I'm a half-blood?" She spoke with a lighter voice. Annabeth could tell Corey's tone was that of an older sibling or mother. Her eyes seemed softer as her voice seemed to flow like calm waves at the beach.

"Cordelia Cesel? My eyes deceive me"

Corey smiled at she looked back where Mr D was sitting. At the open exit behind him was Chiron in all his glory. "Chiron" Corey smiled, walking towards him. The immortal teacher lowered himself gently as Corey hugged him tightly. "I cannot believe it, you haven't aged a day" He was amazed at her, trotting around her softly.

"How long have I been out? The Big House looks different? These clothes are...so unusual" Corey asked him, feeling like she was out of place around everything that felt like home to her. Chiron's face turned melancholy. "Cordelia...you've been missing for over seventy years" He told her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Corey was silent, her eyes welling with tears as her body slowly began to tremble. She stayed like that for a few moments. "Min Jung...did she make it" Corey asked, holding back her tears. Chiron nodded solemnly, "Yes, Min Jung lived a long life for a demigod. Age thirty-two before she passed. You would have been proud" Chiron spoke softly, watching Corey wipe her tears.

"Good, that's good. So can I go to my cabin?" Corey asked him. Chiron seemed to freeze. "Um, Cordelia. Many things have changed since your time here. The Gods now claim the children, parents don't usually know who they are" Chiron explained to her. "What about powers? I mean that's how you figured out who I was" Corey seemed impatient, her foot tapping on the floor.

Chiron shook his head, "Cordelia, as I said that way of separating campers isn't used anymore. You can't just sander into your old cabin. Times have changed in both our world and the mortals" Chiron stated, looking over at Annabeth. "You should go and prepare for Capture the Flag, might be the first fourth win in a long time" Chiron smiled at Annabeth while giving Corey a wink. "Sure, bye Corey" Annabeth gave a small wave before leaving Corey with Chiron and Mr D.

Corey's body seemed to drop as she huffed. "Look, I've been at this camp longer than most demigods. Hell, I made it past my sixteenth birthday. I don't get why I'm not allowed to go back to my own cabin!" Corey balled her fists. Mr D watched as his can of Diet Coke shook on the table. "Cordelia, please allow me to explain" Chiron tried to calm her down. Corey looked at him with dangerous eyes.

"The last thing I remember is that stupid quest to stop some idiot Empousai from aiding in the war! All I want to do is relax in my cabin, away from the world" Corey's voice was tight, her fists turning white as she spoke. "Corey, you know why I can't let you. You remember the Oath, the reason you came here so young!" Chiron's words were lost as the can of Diet Coke exploded.

Mr D stood up and shook his hands out, the sticky soda on his skin. "Let her stay at the cabin, no one is to see her enter or leave under any cost" He spat before walking out of the room. Corey rolled her eyes, "How long left has he anyways?" She asked Chiron. The centaur shook his head. "Still as stubborn" He muttered under his breath. Corey smiled softly at him.

"Why don't you catch me up on what I've missed?" She asked him.

~Ψ~

Corey sat inside the infirmary, watching over Percy. "You're a lucky kid. Most kids I knew never survived their twelfth birthday, let alone the Minatour. Haven't seen him since I was a little older than you" Corey spoke softly, wiping away the grime under Percy's fingernails.

"Sorry about your mom, from what Grover tells me she was the best mom a demigod could get" Corey told him. She knew it was useless, but she couldn't help it. He reminded her of the little kid who would follow her around camp, he was a ray of sunshine. Probably Apollo's kid, but he had this great relationship with his mortal parent and step-parent. They were lovely, every summer they'd bake baskets of cookies for the year rounders and send Christmas cards every year.

Grover walked into the room, fresh pants for Percy when he woke up. "Anything?" He asked Corey, sitting on the other side. "Well, I can't give him anymore ambrosia or nectar. But he's peaceful for now" Corey explained to Grover, brushing some hair out of Percy's face.

Grover smacked his lips, "So...you're an old camper" He tried to make conversation. Corey rolled her eyes, "I was here when your dad was a kid. Someone in Olympus is messing with me" Corey answered him. She could see Grover was slightly uncomfortable. He kept looking at Percy like he was waiting to be killed. Corey crossed her arms, "Okay, what fucked up thing did you do to make sure he stayed alive?" She asked him.

Grover looked at her in shock, "How did you?" He furrowed his eyebrows. Corey let out a small laugh. "My protector told my boss that I was stealing money under the table and got me fired. Turns out Stheno, Medusa's sister, was his assistant. Dick move but, I didn't die that year" Corey tried to calm him. Grover could swear that her voice was like a flowing river, the sounds of the stream that brought him comfort had lined her tone with ease.

He sat up right, feeling more confident. "There was this bully, and Percy was about to stand up to her when she was...taken back by the fountain. Percy didn't touch her but them a Fury showed up and...I told the headmaster he pushed her. I didn't even see her, the Mist stopped me for some reason" Grover explained to her, picking at his horns.

Corey stopped up and walked over to him, taking his hands away from his horns. "Hey, you didn't fail him. I know it seems like your the worst friend in the world right now. But he'll understand one day. I've seen even the most stubborn realise they were wrong" Corey looked around for a moment before leaning in. "Even a child of Ares" She whispered with a big smile. Both her and Grover laughed at this.

Grover took a breath, feeling much better after talking with Corey. "Thank you, everything these past few days have been...hectic" He sighed, looking back at Percy. "Look, I'm not gonna sugar coat this. He's gonna hate you for a while, it's gonna hurt and sting and he will make you feel like the worst protector in all of time" Grover seemed hit by her words, tears welling up.

"But he's hurt. He's lost him mom and we both know his godly parent is gonna ignore him. He'll be lucky enough to be...claimed" Corey forced the word out like it was a virus. "So, you've gotta stand by him as much as you can even if he pushes you away...You" Corey pointed at Grover gently pressing her finger against his chest. "You push him harder. He needs you Grover, his best friend. Don't let him push you away. Okay" She told him.

Grover nodded, "Okay" He told her. Corey smiled at him. She stood up, ruffling his hair. "See you later satyr" She smiled at him. She looked back at Percy, "Welcome back little Pup" She smirked as Percy tried to see her but the sun blocked him.

~Ψ~

Corey walked into the Hermes Cabin, eyes on her as she walked to the back. A boy a little older looking walked towards her. "You must be new, I'm Luke, Hermes cabin counsellor" He introduced himself, holding out his hand. "Corey, been here since before you were born" She brushed past him, leaving Luke and the others stunned.

Percy was sitting on the floor, looking at part of the horn he had broken from the Minatour. He looked up at Corey, recognising her from when he woke up. "You were there when I woke up" He stated. Corey's heart melted, his voice sounded drained. He was only a kid yet he sounded like he's never caught a break. He is a demigod so it tracks.

"I'm Cordelia, but you can call me Corey little Pup" Corey smiled, holding out her hand. Percy looked confused, "Look I just got here and I really wanna sleep" Percy groaned. Corey still smiled, "Just ten minutes, I swear" Corey told him, still holding out her hand. Percy took it and used her to get up. Corey smiled at him as she noticed the campers eyeing Percy's spot. "Anyone who goes near his stuff, I will personally find you during the fight tomorrow. I can survive with the consequences" Her voice was sharp, lots of younger campers scrambled behind the older ones.

Luke crossed his arms at her, his face neutral as Corey faced him. "We got a problem kid?" She asked him. Luke shook his head, "No ma'am" He answered. Corey walked out behind Percy, who was slight intimidated by her. Once they got outside Percy turned to her, "What is your deal? Everyone is gonna hate me now!" He huffed at her. But Corey wasn't phased, she only smiled at him.

"Mr D pulled the Dad card? Tried to make you get him wine?" Corey asked him, sitting on a rock away from all the cabins. Percy sat next to her, "How'd you know?" He asked her. Corey began to play with her necklace. "Mr D took favour of one of Zeus' wood nymphs and he's been punished by being our Camp Director. One of the rules is no drinking alcohol, so when a half-blood starts looking for their godly parent he takes his chances" Corey explained to him, her fingers feeling the pearls on her necklace.

Percy scoffed, kicking a rock from the ground. Corey could see the pain on his face. "My mom died too. I was five and she was driving me to camp when a monster attacked. I barely made it, was in the infirmary for a week" Corey bit her lip, looking over at Percy. "Her name i- was Sally, every time I'd come home from school for holidays or getting expelled she'd have a bag of blue candy waiting for me. She's the best mom I could ask for" Percy looked out onto the Camp, seeing all these kids with swords, bows and other weapons while in training gear.

"She sounds amazing" Corey commented before taking out a leather string. She handed it to Percy, "Here, everyone at camp has one. At the end of the summer you'll get a bead, Pup" She told him before getting up. Percy seemed exhausted as he did the same. "Percy Jackson, you don't have to call me Pup" Percy thought she didn't know his name.

"Nah, I'm gonna call you Pup" Corey smirked, bumping into his shoulder gently. Percy rolled his eyes at her. "What's your last name?" He asked her. Corey took a breath, "Cesel. I know your last name, you should know mine" Corey shrugged, shoving her hands in her pockets.

"Seashell?" Percy tried to repeat, scrunching up his face with confusion. Corey let out a laugh at him, causing Percy to let out a small one too. "No, Ce-Sel" She sounded out for him delighted with the smile on his face. "Nope you call me Pup and I'm gonna call you Seashell, it's only fair" Percy told her once they stopped outside the Hermes Cabin. Corey ruffled his hair, much to Percy's annoyance.

"I'm here for you Pup, don't try to do this alone" Corey told him before he walked back inside. Luke was waiting, watching Percy go in. Corey crossed her arms at him, "You got a problem?" She asked him. Luke came out of the shadows. "Who are you?" He asked her. Corey shook her head and turned on her heels, leaving Luke to his own imagination.

~Ψ~

"This is ridiculous!"

Chiron shook his head at Corey, watching her as she slipped her sword into her sheath. "No, you need to train. We have no idea what the last seventy years have done to you. Matthias!" Chiron's voice boomed over the arena. A boy with slightly tanned skin came running over with his Camp t-shirt. He had dark blonde hair and wine coloured eyes. He held two swords in his hands.

"Cordelia meet Matthias, son of Dionysus" Chiron introduced them. Matthias waved at her with his sword. "Hi, you can call me Matt" He holds out a sword for Corey to use. She took it in her hands, flipping it to get a sense of its weight. It was kinda heavy but light at the same time. The blade was well made and showed Corey's reflection. "Not bad...so Matt, how long have you been at camp?" Corey asked, still looking at her sword. Matt shrugged, "Three years now...got claimed during–woah!" Corey swung her sword at him.

Matt barely dodged her attack, almost falling on the grass. "Rule one, never let your guard down" Corey smirked before attacking again. This time Matt defended. Their swords clashed back and forth, campers running to the fight. Percy and Luke managed to push their way to the front of the crowd. Corey was swinging her blade like a girl in baton practice. Matt seemed to be exhausted from his efforts. Corey swung her sword at him before kicking his feet.

Matt landed with a thump on the grass. Corey kicked his sword away from reach as the tip of her's hovered above his adam's apple. "So, still think I need to brush up Chiron?" Corey didn't look back. "You can fight" Matt gasped in fear and admiration. "Let him go Cordelia" Chiron told her with a flat voice. Corey stabbed the ground near Matt's head.

She held out her hand, "Come on kid" she sighed. Matt took her hand and hoisted himself up. "Thanks" Matt muttered before walking away. Percy ran up to Corey, "How did you do that?" He asked her, a small spark of excitement in his eyes. "Years of training little Pup" Corey smiled, seeing the gear on Percy's body. "Archery practice?" Corey asked them, handing her sword to another camper.

Luke shifted his body, "Just about to go, see what skills Percy's got" He patted Percy's shoulder. Corey seemed surprised, "You haven't found your weapon yet? When I came here everyone knew their weapon of choice and skills already" She pursed her lips. Percy shrugged, "That's because it was harder for half-bloods to get to camp alive. Now we have more satyrs to watch out for and help us" Luke explained through his teeth.

Percy looked up at Corey, "You wanna come watch me fail?" He asked her, no smile on his face. Corey nodded as she wrapped her arm around his shoulder. "You won't fail Little Pup, you just need to see what's good for you" Corey explained to him as they started walking over to the archery field.

"A good source of glory are feats of skill" Luke commented. They watched as a girl shot a flaming arrow. Although it was impressive, Percy seemed to be...nervous. Corey clapped with everyone else as the girl wheeled back from the desired range for shooting. "So, we gotta figure out what you're good at" He added as he handed Percy a bow and arrow.

Percy looked at everyone weary as he was handed the bow. "I wanna be very clear about this, I've never done anything like this before, and it looks super dangerous" He warned everyone. Luke seemed to shrug, "And you never killed a Minotaur before either, 'til you did". It didn't seem to give Percy much hope as he walked over to the girl. She held up the ignition for the arrow.

"I wouldn't" Percy warned her. He stood where she was previously, lifting up the bow and bringing back the arrow. He took a breath before firing. The arrow went across the field and almost hit some campers. Everyone screamed and ducked afraid of the arrow ricocheting.

Percy looked around, "Should I try again?" He asked.

"No!" Luke gasped

"No! No" Everyone else screamed. Corey seemed to be the only one not afraid, smiling at Percy. "Let's try something else Pup" She smiled at him as she took his bow from him.

Next was the forge where mainly children of Hephaestus create weapons and other trinkets. Percy was geared up and put in front of an anvil with a freshly made sword. He was handed a hammer by one of the Hephaestus kids.

Percy began trying to weld the sword, it was loud and sturdy. Until the tip of the blade went flying to a straw sack not too far from where he was standing. Immediately it lit on fire. Corey and Luke took Percy by his shoulders. "Go!" Corey hissed as the trio ran away from the forge as the other campers put out the fire.

Dinner rolled around and Percy was as hopeless as ever. "Is there a Greek god of disappointment?" Percy asked as he stabbed his mac and cheese. "Maybe someone should ask him if he's missing a kid" He huffed. "Oizys... but she's a goddess" Chris Rodriguez, fellow Hermes camper spoke up from next to Luke.

"And her whole thing isn't really disappointment, it's more like failure" Corey spoke from behind Percy, sliding in next to him with her food. Luke glared at her, "What are you doing here? You're not in the Hermes Cabin" He stated, eating his food sharply. "I'm staying in the Big House, so I can sit where I want" Corey replied with a cheeky smile.

Luke turned his gaze to Percy, his face softer. "We're gonna find the thing that you're good at. I know it" He tried to reassure Percy. The bell began to chime and everyone in the Hermes cabin began to stand up besides Percy and Corey. Corey groaned loudly, "This is still happening?" She muttered under her breath.

"Our turn" Luke said, picking up his plate. "Our turn for what?" Percy asked confused at everyone forming a line by the fire. "Burnt offerings" Chris answered walking away. Corey got up beside him. "It's not enough that they're powerful and omnipotent, they need to feel appreciated" Corey mumbled walking up to the fire separate from the line.

"Seabal mwonga haneun ge nasgesseo, neulkeuni. I sanghwangeun kkadarovspnida" Corey spoke as she scraped her food in, the smell of Chicken Bulgogi floating away in the smoke.

~Ψ~

Corey walked along the beach, shoes in her hand as her toes in the sand. She listened to the lake, naiads giggling bubbles to the surface. She looked around, seeing the trees sway with the warm breeze that made her skin tingle. She noticed a small light coming from a hilltop near the cabins. Near the same place she collapsed.

Quietly, Corey walked towards the light, her feet now covered by her socks and shoes. She looked over by the light to see Percy in front of a tin can that was lit on fire. He had a bag of blue bonbons next to it.

"...When the phone would ring the night after you left me at a new school. I'd tell you that the people are awful" Percy spoke softly, as if whoever he was talking to was right next to him. "That I wanted to come home. Well... the good news is...this isn't that call" Corey's hear melted at his words. She wondered if he had endured the same lonely childhood as hers was.

"I hope you're sitting down, but... I think... I've made some friends here. Like, real friends. I think they might really like me. There's this older kid, Corey. She's kinda like you mom, she has this...this vibe that makes me feel safe. She calls me Pup, which is kinda weird but I kinda like it. But I'd never tell her that, so I call her Seashell 'cause it sounds like her last name. She doesn't treat me like this kid who did a great thing, just like a normal kid. Imagine that" Percy's voice got a little happier when he mentioned Corey, even though she could see his face that well, Percy's eyes light up for a moment.

"He isn't here" Percy's voice became low, like the one he had been using around everyone in camp. Corey already knew what he was talking about. "My father, he just...didn't show. I mean, ignoring me is one thing, but he doesn't get to ignore you" Percy's words became more determined with a tinge of resentment. "I'm gonna make him come down here. I'm gonna make him see me" Percy looked up at the stars and back at the tin can.

"I'm gonna make him see us both" He promised. Corey stepped forward but didn't notice the twig. A sharp snap echoed, catching Percy's attention. He looked at Corey with red cheeks and a half-ass glare. "Have you been here the whole time?" He shouted at her. Corey shushed him quickly. "Not so loud! The cleaning harpies will find us!" She hurried over to him.

"And not long, just the part about your Dad. You okay Pup?" Corey asked him, placing a hand on his shoulder as she crouched down. Percy let out a sigh, "I just really miss my mom" He told her, holding up the bag of blue bonbons. "Those are the candies your mom gave you right?" Corey asked him. Percy nodded, holding out the bag for Corey to pick one. "Blue bon bon?" He asked her with a small smile on his face.

"Bon Bon? Y'know back in the 30's these were only at highly exclusive social events" Corey told him, taking one and popping it into his mouth. Percy did the same before closing the bag up. "Really?" He raised his eyebrows. "Yep, people called it the Great Depression. Food was scarce and people who were just richer than us poor folk were struggling a bit" Corey explained to him. Percy scoffed, "So not much has changed" He rolled his eyes. Corey shook her head at him, "Well I know that the harpies haven't changed so we better get you.." Corey poked his chest as she said that, "...back to the Hermes Cabin" She stood up, brushing off the grass and dirt from her jeans.

Percy followed her lead, outing his little campfire. They walked back to the cabins together, comparing the past to the present. As they neared the camp bathrooms, five campers showed up. Two, Corey's age and three closer to Percy's maybe a little older. "Hey, guys. Can't sleep, huh?" Percy shrugged his shoulders.

The two older campers grabbed Corey by her shoulders, holding her back. As the younger two grabbed Percy, the girl leading them crossed her arms. They were dragged them into the bathrooms. They shove Percy to the floor, the poor kid crawling backwards as the girl, Clarisse, walks closer to him." Every new kid shows up here and they think they're special" Clarisse stated, her face hard as she stared down Percy.

"Do you think you're special?" She asked him as if he was a small child. Percy gulped for a moment, "No". The two campers held him up again, Clarisse more angry than before. Corey tried to get out of the grip but she know better. She knew these were children of Ares and they were pissed.

"Tell me you made it all up about the Minotaur, and I'll let you go" Clarisse offered Percy an out from whatever she had planned. She had stuck a never with Percy from her request, "I didn't make anything up" He told her.

"Some kids gotta learn the hard way" Clarisse smirked at his answer before clicking her fingers. The campers began to push Percy to a stall. "Hey! Let him go!" Corey began to struggle more. Her heart raced as Percy tried to fight back, she looked down at her hand seeing how her fingers twitched..

One moment it looked like his head was about to be shoved into the toilet bowl. The next five individual streams of water hit the Ares campers back to the floor, freeing both Corey and Percy. The Ares campers were disgusted as they ran out of the bathroom. Corey ran over to Percy, grabbing him as if he had been stabbed in the back or something. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" She asked him, holding his face in her hands. Percy nodded, still trying to figure out what just happened. "Yeah I'm fine...Did I...blow up the toilet?" He asked, looking back at the water surrounding them.

Corey let out a chuckle, trying not to break out in a full on laughing fit. "Yeah Pup, you did" She smiled, brushing some hair out of his face. Percy's focus shifted as he looked over Corey's shoulder. She turned her head too, seeing Annabeth leaning against the door frame as if she's solved the greatest puzzle in the world.

"I can explain" Percy lied straight through his teeth.

"No, you can't" Annabeth called him out bluntly.

"Okay" Percy clicked his tongue before doing a double take. "Wait, I know you" He realised, taking a better look at her.

"No, you don't" Annabeth answered him, looking at him as if he was stupid.

"Yeah, but you were there. That night in the infirmary" Percy remembered.

"Yes. I'm Annabeth" She introduced herself to him.

"Are you stalking me, Annabeth?" Percy asked her, finding her presence a bit fishy.

"Yes"

"Okay. Why?" Percy was still as clueless as ever.

"Well, I've been waiting to see if something like this would happen. So I'd know if you can help me" Annabeth explained vaguely to him, dropping her arms.

"Help you do what?" Percy asked her again, hating how blunt and vague Annabeth was being.

"Win Capture the Flag" She smirked before leaving Percy and Corey in the bathroom.

Corey, who stayed silent the whole time looked back at Percy. "What the fuck did I just witness?".