Zedaph's POV:

Never thought I can see someone can set themselves on magical fire and the hermits wondering how to put it out.

The general free time was fun, with me annoying my friends and pranking some of the hermits.

False and our team cheered with victory and got touches at set to give good luck to the person that holds it.

Lunch was wonderful, though the smell of rotten food ruined it ever so slightly. (Thanks Cleo, though I am dying to ask how she uh... poops and uh... you know what never mind.)

Then the class started; we did it via vote system, and Impulse's fire-making class was the first one.

Mumbo laughed lightly, "What am I going to do, I already know fire magic."

Grian shrugged, "Make a fire-breathing robot, I don't know."

"Woah, that's a great idea, can I take care of it after you built it?" I asked.

Grian learned in, "Knowing Mumbo, he's gonna make that thing automatic."

I whispered back; "So what, I still want to take care of it."

The hermits (expect Mumbo) gathered around Impulse, he rubbed his hands together.

"Fire is tricky to control but if you know the basics, it gets easier." Impulse said still rubbing his hands.

"First you gather heat somewhere in your body, the hands are the easiest to gather and keep."

Etho stared blankly and asked: "Uh... what do I do? You know with me being the son of an ice god?"

Mumbo looked up from his machine (Which is looking like a mini dragon) and said, "Go on, I want to see you try!"

I began rubbing my hands together and then I looked at Tango who already had a small weak flame at his hands.

Tango looked at Impulse, "Uh... now what."

Impulse said with a blank look, "You feel your soul to the flames."

"Wait, WHAT-"

"Ha no, but you do channel your own body heat into your flames."

Etho again interrupted "Impulse! I think I did it!"

Grian went close to Etho and stared at the flame at his hands, "Dude, it's cold, how in the world did you make a fire radiate coldness?"

Joe after hearing about Grian's remark went near Etho, he said, "That's a paradox if I have ever seen one."

Xb was over-concentrated at his flame (Oh it's a pretty blue flame!) and his hands then caught on fire.

"Uh... Xb your hands!" I stepped away and stared as Xb's arms catches on fire.

Xb was muttering something, his eyes were misty, and more and more of his body catch on fire.

Xisuma yelled for Jevin. Grian shook Xb's shoulder and Xb's snapped out of his trance.

"What... uh... oops, wait." The moment of realization dawned on Xb's face.

"GUYS, I'M ON FIRE! HELP."

Jevin walked out with Xisuma, he seemed a bit confused as to what is happening.

"Uh, how is Xb on fire?" Jevin rubbed his head confusedly.

"DON'T ASK! SIKE THE WHOLE OCEAN ON ME-" Xb yelled in terror.

"Do we have a fire extinguisher?" False asked Xisuma calmly.

"No, I don't think a fire extinguisher would even work on magic fires." Xisuma guessed.

"What about calling the fire department?"

"Do we even have one of those in our town?"

"Now that I think about it, how do we not have those in this place?"

"We may have to move this camp somewhere else with a fire department." Xisuma signed. (Keep in mind, they are having this casual conversation while Xb was running around like a headless chicken.)

Then a waterfall of water fell onto Xb. The fire got put out but, it also soaked False and Xisuma.

"Great, I just dried my last clothes. And my bandages are all wet." False complained.

Xisuma laughed a bit, "I could help change your bandages, my armor dries quickly."

"Just be careful on the wound." She winced a bit.

"Ok, I'm gonna be gentle."

At the end of the class, I can manage a warm fire that can't burn anyone, Xb can set himself on fire at will (But he needs to dive into the river to put out the fire), and Beef just stared at Mumbo creating his machine.

Mumbo happily grinned; "It's done! Beef show it to the world!"

"Zed, look! It's adorable! Aww! Look at him!" Beef held a mini bronze dragon in his hands.

"Him? is this a male?" Xb asked.

Mumbo looked at Beef then shrugged "I don't know."

"Use they/ them pronouns for this small buddy!" I suggested.

"Do we need a gender-neutral name?" Beef asked.

"Yeah! Alex? Uh... I don't actually have any more gender-neutral names." I tapped my shoe.

"Alex, the gender-neutral dragon, I love it." Xb squeaked.

"Hey, Mumbo what does it eat, or does it need batteries?" I asked.

Grian popped up and said, "If it needs batteries to work, I have a lot of them from a store! And I can... gently ask that store for more."

Mumbo shook his head: "No, Grian, you are not going to steal from that store or use charmspeak for that matter."

Grian looked a bit disappointed and shrunk back into his cabin.

The next few classes were wonderful, Alex was adorable, Grian broke all the redstone at Mumbo's class, Impulse made hot freezing ice in Ethos's class. (Somehow.) Alex was adorable, Scar talked about trees for three hours. Alex was adorable, and did I mention about Alex being adorable?

Then at dinner, we all sat near a campfire. Joe sit on his seat and pulled out his guitar and started playing it. Scar joined and played a few lines on his flute.

Everyone was lining up to the campfire, Grian tapped and said: "Come on, grab your food!"

I looked to the front of the line where a bald hair man with a grey beard who wore a science suit was scraping some of the food to the fire, False (who was next in line) did the same.

"Why is everyone scraping part of their food into the fire, is the dinner that terrible?" I asked petting Alex who was on my shoulder.

"Offering to the Gods! It's not enough, they are deities with supernatural powers, they need to feel loved." He drank a bit of water then cheered, "To the gods!"

The hermits all cheered (and Exy joined here) "To the gods!"

I stared at the food thinking if I really want to give some to the gods, "Grian? Why to burn the food, can't they just get some here?"

Grian shrugged, "I tried asking Hermes that once, he doesn't answer."

"Oh... you met Hermes?" I asked.

"No! Why would he visit me anyway?" There was a bitter taste in his words. (Poor Grian, I'm gonna hug him later.)

"You sound like you hate that guy."

"I don't, we'll on good terms right now, but I like to ridicule him." Grian sipped a bit of water.

"Honestly, half of us likes to ridicule our parent, like that one time, Zeus turned into a bull to... uh... bonk a girl." Xisuma lightheartedly added when petting Alex.

"What do we do at this campfire, dinner thing?" Beef asked.

"Well, of course, we eat, but we mostly chill and talk." Xisuma answers.

"What about we all let the hermits introduce themselves to the newcomers?" Tango said.

"In what order?" Stress asked while adjusting the flower crown on her head, she looked at Xisuma expectantly.

"I don't know, just do it in alphabetical order." Xisuma shrugged.

"Ok! Then Bdubs is first, Hey! Bdubs?" Stress said.

Bdubs was dozing off, and the shocked face dude from earlier shook him.

"Hey? Bubbles? Wake up!" He said. (Whispered? I'm not sure)

"Huh...? What is happening." Bdubs mumbled.

"Introduce yourselves," Iskall answered.

"My name is Bdouble0, or Bdubs, son of Hypnos..." Bdubs said, then dozed back into sleep.

"That's good enough... I guess." Xisuma said.

"Is the headband not working?" Stress asked and pointed at his head.

Hypno went and got a better look at the headband, "It's loose, it won't work."

"Cub! You go next." Grian clapped as Stress and Hypno tightens the headband.

The bald guy with the science coat spoke up: "My name's CubFan, but you can call me Cub, Son of Kratos."

"Who?" I asked.

"Kratos, God of power and strength," False answered.

A dude with green skin, his brown hair laid perfectly on his face, half of his face is robotic, with a bright red robotic eye on his rusty grey metal. His other eye's sclera was black, his iris was white with a grey pupil. He was shirtless, wearing nothing but a torn scientist coat, his right arm was robotic, his long pants were a dark cyan color. (He didn't wear shoes; my dude wear some shoes!)

"My name is Docm, or Doc, son of Lyssa." He said, his voice very deep.

I looked False expectantly, she signed, "Lyssa, goddess of rage, madness, frenzy, and uh... rabies."

"Trust me, he is nicer than his mom," Bdubs mumbled.

"I control the rage!" He happily said.

"Etho, or-" Etho got to cut my Stress's teasing.

"The ice queen's brother~" Stress teased.

"Oh, shut up, you just watched the Frozen movie, didn't you?" Ethos's face turned a bit red.

"Why can't you just let it go-" Then Stress got cut off.

"I'm a son of Boreas, god of the north wind, ice, and everything cold."

"Oh! I'm next, uh, False, daughter of Athena!" False beamed.

"Scar, get off your flute!" Grian asked.

Scar responded with a series of notes from his flute.

Grian signed, "That's Scar, son of Pan... I think."

"He's not really my dad, but I'm sort of his child, it's weird." Scar said in between flute notes.

"Anyways, I'm Grian, uh... ex-child of Hermes," Grian said,

"I call him Cod boy," Cleo said.

"Brian." The spooked dude said.

"Grain." Iskall joined.

"Guys stop," Grian said.

Hypno said. "Hypno, son of Hypnos." (That sounds so weird)

Jevin was next, "iJevin, son of Poseidon."

Cleo leaned close to me and said, "He brags that his half-brother is famous."

Impulse went their turn, "Impulse, son of Hephaestus."

Iskall then followed up with, "Iskall, son of Ares."

Bdubs grinned, "He doesn't like birds because of their poop."

Iskall was grinning but his eye looked like he wanted to kill someone.

The shocked dude was next, his dark brown hair fluffed up, his cyan shirt and dirty navy blue, his grey sneakers.

"Keralis is my name. My mother is Demeter." Keralis said.

"He likes booshes," Mumbo said.

"Booshes?" Xb asked,

"Booshes!" Keralis grinned.

Mumbo smiled at their conversation and said, "I'm Mumbo, son of Hephaestus and kind of father to Alex."

Alex perked up hearing their name and Mumbo petted their head.

A guy with chocolate brown hair, with sunglasses hiding his aqua eyes, wearing a red shirt, his sleeves were rolled up and a nice watch sat at his wrist, a black belt held up his denim pants.

"Greetings! I'm Ren! Son of Mnemosyne! Titaness of memory, remembrance, storytelling, and creativity." He reached for my hand to shake it.

Grian asked: "Who's next?"

Stress put her hand on Ren's shoulder: "Oh! Let me see, uh... my mother's Demeter, goddess of plants. And I'm Stress."

Tango with his red eyes joined in, "I'm Tango, son of Hades, but not really on the death part."

TFC said, "Well, I'm TinFoilChef, my father is Kronos, he's famous for one thing, he ate his children."

After a bit of awkward silence, a knight from medieval times said, "Well then... I'm Welsknight, or Wels, my mother was Soteria, goddess of safety and protection."

Xisuma looked at me and muttered, "Do I still have to go, I mean you already know me!"

Grian nudged him gently, "Come on, I went too."

Xisuma signed, "Xisuma's my name, Ie and my brother Ex are sons of Zeus."

Cleo then went, "My name's ZombieCleo, or just Cleo, but I'm not a Zombie, I am a daughter of Aphrodite."

"Come on Cleo, you know that you are a zombie." Stress tensed. (Cleo then stuck her tongue out at Stress.)

Grian nudged me, "Well your turn."

I stepped up, "My name is Zedaph or just Zed for short, I don't know who my godly parent is... so, yeah."

Beef shyly stepped up, "VintageBeef, or Beef, same with Zed."

Xb grinned, "xBCrafted, but call me Xb, son of Hecate, or so I been told."

False's face lit up, "We don't have a Cabin for that goddess yet, I could help with the blueprints!"

Xisuma chuckled, "All right, just don't go overbroad, and keep it simple."

The rest of the dinner was great, but still...

Something is gonna go wrong at some point, right?

-Author's note-

Should I start doing TLDR here?

This is a bit on the shorter and more chill side. So, sorry if you wanted some action. (Next chapter I promise some action hh-)

This chapter is a filler, and so that I don't have to stop mid-action to describe a hermit or call them shocked dude or whatever.

This chapter is what started this whole fanfic, and yes, it is heavily referenced from 'The Campfire Song' from the PJO musical. (Ima animate this soon.)

And I am sorry for any grammar mistakes:

1) It's 4 in the morning.

2) English is not my first language.

3) I'm dyslexic as well.

Now if you excuse me I'm gonna sleep.