#crunchie-morris

Jack - son of Hypnos. HEAR ME OUT. I was tempted to make him a son of Hermes, mostly so he and Race and Crutchie could be brothers. However, Jack's Whole Deal is how he's a dreamer at heart!!!! He sees the way the world could be!! (wait--) I like the idea of him being able to travel in dreams (there's a term for this, but I cannot for the life of me remember it). A lot of the things he paints are things he's seen in dreams, or general ✨vibes✨ he gets

Katherine - this is where I'm stealing from Rehearsal_Dweller and saying daughter of Zeus. Like....imagine being the daughter of ZEUS and JOSEPH PULITZER the need to make her mark as herself instead of as an extension of her fathers. The way she'd refuse to use any surname but Plumber. If you wanna play with pjo canon, her being a prophecy kid would add even MORE stress on top. Give me Katherine blazing her own path not because of, but despite her parents. Going against what they want and expect her to be, to become an actual person and not an idealized hero

Davey - I cannot be swayed from son of Athena Davey. I refuse. He's clever, he's analytic. Going to Newsies canon REAL quick, but I like the hc that he knew what he was doing when he was explaining what they needed to form a union and was posing it as a challenge to get Jack to work with him. Yeah. It also still gives that canon-level "Davey puts everything on his shoulders and feels like he needs to solve everything himself" of sheer anxiety. He's a son of Athena!! He needs to be perfect and smart and know how to do everything!!

Sarah - Davey's twin. She's also extremely clever and really good at reading people and working a conversation into a direction she wants. However, my favorite modern au hc for Sarah is that she's a fashion designer, so I see her focusing more on Athena's crafting aspect. As a result, other than Davey, she's closest with Buttons. She also has a ton of little hobbies that she's picked up because she finds herself going "well, I can't just stay doing the same thing all the time. I need to be well rounded!" and suddenly she knows how to customize dolls

Les - okay, thiiiiis is where I steal from roideny a bit. He has Davey & Sarah and Les are step siblings, and Esther and Meyer bonded over being parents of demigods. That being said, I go around and around on what godly parent he'd have!! Hebe is a good one, as goddess of youth. Hermes is good because Mischief™️ and Race being an awful influence. WAIT. Hold on. I'm going through the cabins and TYCHE. GODDESS OF CHANCE. Lets be real, he's the catalyst of everything!! Without him convincing Davey to work with Jack, nothing would've happened!!! If he hadn't convinced Davey to TAKE A CHANCE!!!! I'm settled, he's a son of Tyche

Race - son of Hermes. I refuse to be moved on this, either. Race is king of pranks. He's SO sneaky, too. That's the real reason he's called Race; one second he's on the cabin's porch, the next he's by the Big House. How'd he get there? Nobody knows. Is he fast??? We don't know. He's actually a REALLY great swordsman, but he prefers fistfights. Nobody expects to get punched in the face.

Crutchie - son of Hermes. Everyone is surprised when they learn that fact. They are in for a rude awakening when their clothes end up on the roof of their cabin. How did Crutchie get up there?? Nobody knows. He and Race are co-councilors, but it's mostly because he knows when to be serious. People tend to go to him with problems, though he and Race are good problem solvers. WAIT. I just remembered Hermes is god of languages too. Crutchie is SO good with languages. It also makes him such a great orator.

Buttons - throwing him here because I've already mentioned he's a son of Athena. I will say I was tempted to put him as a son of Aphrodite, but when I remembered Athena's weaving/crafting aspect I was like "NOW THIS IS BEAUTIFUL" and also Sarah deserves to have friends that aren't her brothers and Katherine

Spot - son of Nike. Again, people are surprised when he's not a son of Ares. However, going back to canon, everything would've been lost without Spot and Brooklyn; he was the key to victory. The Athena and Ares cabins always fight over him for capture the flag. He's so fucking tired.

Now some rapid-fire hcs that I have no good reason for, I just like the vibes

Elmer - Hebe Albert - Apollo Hotshot - Ares Finch - Hephaestis Stray - Demeter Splint - Apollo Romeo - Hecate Much - Aphrodite Blink - Tyche

So for the last few weeks, he spent all the time he could scribbling stories onto construction paper. Ones about far off lands where there was all the food you could eat, where there was safety and love and happiness. Where sometimes Knight Crutchie would save Prince Jack and they would run off to Santa Fe together. He squeezed as many stories as he could onto the paper that he had, scribbling stick figures in the corners as well. And now, he was almost done with them. Just tying the pieces of paper together with string he had found in the trash. Once it was all put together, he sat back, holding the book out with a wide grin on his face. Admiring stick figure him and Jack on the front holding hands. His messy eleven year old handwriting declaring, “Stories For Jack Kelly” across the front of it.

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It was yelling from downstairs that woke him up a few mornings later and as much as he tried to snuggle back in against Jack, he just couldn’t. Something squirmed in his stomach from the yelling and he briefly found himself wanting escape from the screaming, until he remembered something and sat straight up. The movement must have woken Jack too because the other boy was rubbing his eyes and looking at Crutchie for an explanation.

“It’s Christmas!”

He beamed and for a brief second, he could see Jack’s entire demeanor change.

“Oh.” Jack had breathed out and was moving to lay back down before Crutchie propped himself onto his good knee, hands reaching out for Jack.

“I got you something!” He beamed widely and watched as a mixed of emotion fluttered across Jack’s features before he too settled on a smile.

“Crutch-”

But Crutchie cut him off with a shake of his head, reaching for the old underarm crutch, he hoisted himself up and walked across the bare room to where his bag was. Pulling out not only the book he had made for Jack but a piece of banana bread from the bakery around the corner and one of the best shirts he had.

“I didn’t have paper to warp them…” Crutchie said, cheeks flushing a little red as he made his way back over sheepishly. Sitting back down next to Jack, he handed the items over. Silence fell between them and suddenly he felt like he needed to explain himself.

“I know you love banana bread so I wanted to get you some, and the shirt, well its one of my nicest ones and I wanted you to have something nice too. And the book, I love our stories and in case… in case we ever get put into seperate homes, I wanted you to still have them and-”

It was Jack’s sniffling that cut him off and he looked at Jack as he rubbed at his red rimmed eyes. “Crutch….”

“Im sorry, if you dont like them!” Crutchie squeaked out but before he knew it, Jack was wrapping his arms around him and pulling Crutchie in close. For a second the two of them sat there, arms wrapped tight around each other. Clinging to each other, afraid that if they would let go, this moment in time would simply slip away from them.

“I love them… Thank you so so so much….I wasn’t… expecting anything since dad….” Jack breathed out, his eyes still bright red. “But… but this is the best presents ever. I don’t have you any thing though… Im sorry Crutch.”