Coward once again.

[Accalia Phillips]

"Are you kidding?" Accalia walked over to the sink and started washing out the brushes, she turned her head back to look at Harper as she did so, "I suck at painting..." Accalia eyed the picture, it wasn't as bad as she thought it would turn out. She looked back at the brushes, the greens, white and greys bled onto her hands, it reminded her of the move 'The Pagemaster' when the paint attacks the kid in the library. She chuckled.

[Harper Jones]

Harper laughed. "You don't suck as much as I do; I can't even draw stick figures." She looked at Accalia and cocked an eyebrow. "Are you sure that you're a Demeter kid? Because I believe there was a mix up in Olympus." She laughed some more.

[Accalia Phillips]

Accalia finished cleaning her brushes and walked back over to Harper, "Well mom claimed me, she could've been playing a nasty trick though." She laughs and snaps her fingers pretending not to notice the potted plant in the window blooming behind her, "It's not like I have any traits of a Demeter kid." She smirked at her joke.

[Harper Jones]

Harper stood up with her hands on her hips looking over her sister really good. "Yep," she said while rolling her eyes, "I see no Demeter traits at all. But I'm not telling anyone that." She smiled. "I like you too much to give you to some other cabin."

[Accalia Phillips]

Accalia smiled. She was really grateful to have a sister. Being an only child wasn't the best of times, and now being here with all these people she felt alive and happy. "Good." Accalia says with a nod and pats Harpers back. "Let's get out of here before the paint fumes kill us."

[Harper Jones]

Harper laughed. "Please, let's. I don't want my IQ to go down to the Aphrodites' level." She laughed some more as she led her sister out of the cabin.