Random idea that popped into my head.
Jason heard Nico before he saw him as he went to Cabin 13 to visit his friend.
"I can summon ghosts with a Happy Meal, Solace, and don't you forget it!" the son of Hades practically growled.
Jason paused at the door, unsure of whether to barge in or eavesdrop on the conversation. He decided to go for the latter.
"Well, I can make people talk in rhyming couplets," he heard Will respond.
"I can shadow travel."
"I can heal people with hymns."
"I--"
There was a silence.
"WILL!" Nico shouted, and Jason heard the son of Apollo laugh.
"You look like you're going to kill me, it's so cute!" Will said.
Jason's inner fangirl was on high alert. Nico. Possible murder. Brief silence. That could only mean . . . SOLANGELO?
"Ha. You haven't won, yet." Nico said, as Jason burst through the door, fully expecting to see the two cuddling, at the very least.
The scene in front of him was almost too much for him to process.
Nico and Will sat on the floor across from each other, cards spread out before them. Will was staring at a card in Nico's hand in disbelief. "You. Won." he said, as if the very idea was impossible.
Nico gave Will a smug smile before turning to Jason. "Oh, hi--"
"SERIOUSLY? WHEN WILL MY SHIP SET SAIL?" Jason cried out, turning on his heel and leaving the cabin, throwing his hands in the air. "WHEN?!"
Once he was just a disappointed, yelling figure in the distance, Will cast a nervous glance at Nico. "Is he okay? He didn't forget everything again, did he? The Argo II already set sail."
Nico shrugged. "Jason is Jason. Knowing him, he probably meant something else." he gathered all the Mythomagic cards together. "Rematch, Sunshine?"
Will grinned. "Definitely."
Yep. That's it. Short and simple, people.