A/N quick run-down. The characters WILL be OOC for obvious reasons. This is a comedy, not meant to be serious but meant to invoke laughs. Nico, though actually somewhere around 83, has hit his physical 21st birthday. They're still demigods, and for the sake of the story, the Gods can not interven unless a dire situation arises. This would be placed under the crossover section, but the only part that's crossed over is the concept. I made up Nico's birthday and guessed the year. He was 11 in TC and was put in the casino at the end of WWII, which was 1945, so I assume his birth year is around 1934. Give or take, of course. Anyway, here's the story!

B O T T O M S UP

The Hangover

pjato-style

Chapter One: A Very Happy Birthday

Location:

Los Angeles, California

Apartment of di Angelo, Nico

Date:

June 14, 2017

Occasion:

21st Birthday of di Angelo, Nico

Nico awoke to a quick, rapid succession of pounding on his apartment door. He groaned, taking a peek at his alarm clock and noting it was only six am. His head flopped lazily back into the pillow, nearly falling back asleep in the comfort of his ebon pillows before being reawoken by the noisy thumping once again. With something similar to a growl, he sat up and threw his legs over the side of his bed and stretched, relishing in the feeling before standing and padding to the door. His apartment wasn't anything lavish or ritzy, but wasn't a roach room you'd see in a horror flick. Nico made a decent enough salary working for his father's 'record company' and, amazingly, spent his money wisely. Being the son of Hades did have such perks.

The pounding continued without a pause and he momentarily wondered if the person's hand was growing tired or aching. With a scowl he called out to the incessent visitor.

"Hold your horses, I'm coming I'm coming."

He grinned slightly when the barrage of noise halted, only to glare fiercely at the door when it continued again, accompanied by what seemed to be kicking and various other knocks. 'There has to be more then one of them...' He grew slightly wary and cautious of the awaiting intruders and quickly scoped out one of his stygian daggers resting on a mantle by the door, for protective purposes of course. Icy fingers wrapped around the hilt as he reached for the locks. He could faintly hear one of them talking. The voice sounded vaguely familiar and masculine. 'Guys, just let me pick the lock, it'll be so much faster and we'll be out of here no time!' Then came another, different voice, chuckling before talking. 'This is more fun! He'll be pissed by the time he opens the door!' He could make out vague laughter as he slid open the locks and swung the door open. There was little time for action when he suddenly bombarded by a barrage of people and a chorus of 'Happy birthdays!' A hard slap on the back had his dagger dropping to the floor and he was stunned by the sudden crowding of his living room. There had to be at least twelve people, himself excluded, making themselves comfortable. From what he seen there was his cousins, Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, and Thalia Grace, daughter of Zeus and lieutenant of Artemis. Then there was Percy's girlfriend, Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, Will Solace, son of Apollo, the two brothers Travis and Connor Stoll, sons of Hermes and their half brother Chris Rodriguez, his girlfriend Clarisse la Rue, daughter of Ares, Travis' girlfriend, Katie Gardner, daughter of Demeter, Percy's friend and satyr, Grover Underwood, Percy's cyclopse half-brother, Tyson, and Pollux, son of Dionysus.

With a quick sweep of the room, he noticed that Travis was rifling through his cd's, looking for one he clarified as 'awesome', his brother was nowhere to be seen, which, quite frankly, scared him. Will was lounging across his couch, one leg hanging over the arm rest and the other dangling over the edge of the couch, and he was using his arms as a make-shift pillow. Thalia was sitting on a kitchen chair, looking around lazily with a half-smirk, half-grin. Katie seemed to be on the hunt for Connor, making sure he wasn't doing anything considered 'illegal' while Pollux and Chris were rummaging through his fridge and cabinets. Clarisse was leaning on the edge of his kitchen table, leaning on her spear. The simple fact that it was Clarisse with a spear in his apartment made him wary. Tyson was standing next to Percy, eating peanut butter directly out of the extra large jar. Grover was critically inspecting the few plants he received from Persephone, though she could tell she was bitter about it. Finally, Percy was lounging lackidasically on his armchair with Annabeth perched comfortably on his lap. Nico raised his dark eyebrows at the unexpected gathering, speechless for a moment at the sudden chaos so early in the morning. Hades, he hasn't had to get up this early since his days at Camp Half-Blood!

"Why the fuck are you all in my apartment at six in the morning? Not that I'm unhappy to see you all, but I was sleeping, y'know."

There was a pause in the flurry of movement as they look at him. A round of laughter echoed from most of them, causing Nico to blush slightly. What? Did he say something funny?

"Dude, it's your twenty-first birthday! Why the Hades do you think we're here?"

The words came from his oh-so eloquent cousin Perseus. At the moment, Nico had felt like face-palming. He had known it was his birthday today, but with all the sudden action, it had left his mind. He cracked a half grin and scratched the back of his head and looked down, finally realizing he was still in his boxers. Heat rose in his face at the thought of all of them seeing him in his underwear. Now, he wasn't shy, but that doesn't mean he wants to walk around in front of twelve of his friends and family just about naked. Before he could even speak, Annabeth was talking quickly.

"We planned a party for you, so I suggest you go get dressed and packed."'

She grinned up at Nico happily from her spot, though he could see the mildly concealed excitement sparking in her gray eyes. He was about to question why he needed to pack for a party but didn't for the simple fact that he both trusted Annabeth and he wanted to put on some close. Quick. He shuffled off to his room, finding Katie reprimanding Connor and the aforementioned Stoll pouting, holding a knapsack full of an assortment of stuff. Whether it was Nico's stuff he was trying to take or if it was stuff he was planting for Nico to find, he didn't know.

"Hey Connor, touch my shit or plant anything that'll irritate me and I'll kick your ass. Just thought I'd let ya know. Now get the hell out of my room, I need to get dressed."

Connor glared playfully at Nico before he tossed something in his direction and bounded out of the room. Katie rolled her eyes, though she was grinning, and apologized before leaving and closing the door. He ran a hand through his messy black hair and looked at what he had caught from Connor. It was a small plastic bag with a number of small pills in it. There were a mess of different colors, most of which were a light blue color. Upon closer inspection he realized the light blue ones had the batman symbol on it and he couldn't help but smirk. Somehow Connor had found out his favorite fictional character was indeed Batman. The rest varied in shape, size, and color. Some were light blue with a bow and arrow, others were gray and had what appeared to be Medusa on them, and a couple were even white and triangular with an 'X' on it. That was when he realized what these little things were. Ecstasy. Now Nico wasn't one to do drugs and he only drank recreationally for special occasions. He may be an adult now, but that doesn't stop monsters from attacking him every now and again. Just like every other adult camper, he preferred to stay in shape and aware of his surroundings. Most of the adult campers were in his apartment right now! However, he was willing to try just about anything once and just once.

With a shake of his head, he put on a pair of dark washed jeans and a black t-shirt. After putting on his shoes, his skull ring, which doubled as his stygian sword, and strapping a dagger to his side, he put the baggie in his pocket and he pulled out a dufflebag from his closet. Then he realized he didn't know how long he was going to be gone for. With a shrug he shoved in a couple changes of close and extra shoes in the bag. Hey, you would be surprised how many things can happen to make you lose one or both of your shoes. He grabbed the black duffle and left his room, flicking of the light just before closing the door with an audible 'thud'. There was a chorus of 'shh's', which made him grin, knowing very well what was coming. As he walked into his living room he was actually surprised to see how well everyone hid. The only person he could see was Tyson, but that was because he was much bigger than everyone else and he tried to hide behind a curtain. There was a moment of silence before he let the duffle bag hit the floor. As if that were the switch, everyone popped out of their hiding spots and screamed simueltaneously, 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY!' Even though he knew it was coming, he still jumped at all the sudden shouting.

The crowd of people patted him on the back, punched his shoulder, and Katie gave a friendly peck on the cheek while Percy ruffled his hair, much to his irritation. He was suddenly pushed into the kitchen where a cake at least two feet tall sat precariously on his small table. It was stunning in design, like something you'd see off of t.v. or in a magazine. No, even better. There was what appeared to be a river actually running down the entire cake and many other intricate details. At the very top...His eyes popped open and he started laughing hysterically before choking out a question.

"Who the Hades is that? Is that me or Fabio?"

At the very top, looking very much like a man you'd see on the cover of a romance novel, stood a figurine. The long black hair was actually flowing in the nonexistant wind. His little white button up shirt was mysteriously open and flying around with the hair. He was posed in a 'heroic' stance with rippling muscles and a sword stabbed into the cake. There was a chorus of laughter and someone slapped him upside the head playfully.

"Alright, times up! Grab cake if you want and let's get this shit on the road!"

He could see that Percy was visibly excited to get going, he was bouncing up and down. That was cut short when Annabeth reminded him that gifts still needed to be open because some weren't making the trip with them. Nico grimaced slightly. He wasn't one to receive gifts often, so when he did it was awkward for him. It felt as if he needed to repay them or something. Thalia elbowed her way to the front and grinned wickedly. It was amusing to see how much smaller she was than everyone else, considering she was still physically fifteen.

"Hey Deadboy, happy birthday, here ya go. I can't make the trip. Lady Artemis needs me and doesn't 'condone' with what they planned, sorry man."

Her freckled nose wrinkled as she air quoted 'condone'. She handed him a small, silver wrapped package before leaning against the table, avoiding the cake.

"S'all good, can't be everywhere at once, eh? Thanks."

He grinned a little awkwardly as he unwrapped the package. Inside was a silver ring with a sky blue gem in the center.

"It took a while to convince my dad to let me give you that, but when you wear it you can go on a plane with getting blasted. It isn't permenant though, so once you use it up it'll dissolve, so ya better watch it."

She grinned and he stared at it in wonder. He wasn't intending on going on a plane anytime soon, but it would definitely come in handy when the time comes. He grinned back and thanked her. It went that way for the rest of the guests, each gave him a unique gift. Percy gave him a set of keys, telling him it was to a boat in which he could use and not get capsized, earning a glare and a playful punch from Thalia, calling him a 'show-off'. Annabeth had given him a necklace in the form of dogtags that would 'help him retain anything he reads'. That would definitely come in handy with work and school. He put the charm on before recieving his gift from Will. It appeared to be an iPod made out of solid gold with pure silver lining and obsidian detailing his father's symbol, the Helm. It apparently had an infinite amount of memory, could download any song instantly, play whatever popped into his head automatically, could channel Iris Messages, among other things, and could even contact his father in the Underworld. He decided it was probably one of the greatest gifts ever and thanked Will. From the Stolls and Chris he received a pair of black winged Converse and an 'anti-theft wallet'. It would electrocute anyone attempting to steal it, which they demonstrated to everyone's amusement, would return to his pocket if he lost or dropped it, and could hold anything he desired, within reason, without running out of room. Katie gave him some seeds and told him to plant them when he got back home. She wouldn't say what it was, but said it was a 'surprise'. He was anxious to see what said seeds did. Pollux gave him a card that allowed him to go to just about any liquor or wine store and it would automatically pay for his purchases. Tyson gave him a small mechanical box that when attached to the steering wheel of any vehicle, would take him anywhere he desired, 'just like his big brother's!' Percy commented saying it was the best thing to happen to him driving since the car Poseidon gave him. When Grover stepped up, his hooves clip-clopping against the hardwood floor, he gave Nico a whistle that would sound the help of the nature spirits and nearby satyrs. Finally, Clarisse gave him a black leather wristband that would help him master nearly any fighting style and weapon, though not quite to the extent an Ares child could. She said that maybe then he wouldn't be so pansy and might actually be a challenge one day. Everyone shared a laugh at that.

He thanked them all profusely for the gifts. After speakng for a few minutes, Thalia and Tyson departed. Of course, not before Tyson gave a bone-crushing tearful hug and Thalia gave a firm punch to the arm. Nico rubbed his arm as he closed the door and turned back around to face the remain ten, who looked at him expectantly. He froze, looking from face to face.

"What?"

Annabeth pointed to a spot next to the cake and spoke up.

"It's a present from your father."

Nico's eyebrows rose incredulously as he strolled forward and looked at the neatly wrapped, expensive looking gift. He was afraid to tear the elegant paper just because of how expensive it looked. With urging, however, he opened the gift and seen something drapped in cloth with a thick envelope resting on top. He picked it up, feeling the rich paper and opened up the wax-sealed flap. The paper inside was equally thick and rich, screaming with the class his father exuded. He looked at the elegant greek script, still marvelling at the fact that his father would send him a gift, let alone sit down and write a letter. The image was almost comical. On the inside was a short note: 'Happy birthday, my son. This is a simple gift to share in the company of friends on such an occasion as this. Be wary, it is stronger than you may think. Once you arrive home again, you will receive your other gift. Enjoy your birthday and the gifts received. -Lord Hades"

Even with the uncharacteristic letter and tone of word written, his father still insisted on signing with his godly title. It made him grin a little bit. He put the letter back and set it down before moving the cloth and lifting up what was lying beneath. It was a smooth, black bottle with a silver and deep ruby label. The name was written in a language he didn't quite understand, though from the date he could tell it was extremely old. Wine. From the age alone, he could tell collectors and connoisseurs alike would kill or pay ridiculous amounts of money for. Pollux came forward and Nico let him work his magic. He watched the blonde male nimbly open the bottle, no corkscrew needed, and he seemed to be inspecting the liquid in various ways. Smelling, tasting, even listening as he swirled it around in the bottle. Travis mimicked the motions, earning a muted laugh from his full brother and a slap from his girlfriend. Finally, the violet-eyed son of Dionysus broke the silence, talking rather excitedly, something uncommon for the rest to see.

"Nico! This stuff is unheard of nowadays! It used to be served back in the days of Theseus, Hercules, and Perseus. It was only served at the most special of occasions, such as the Godly coronation of Hercules. Oh man, I never thought I'd actually see this stuff in my life. There's an extract of nectar, silver f-"

He was cut-off by Clarisse slamming open the door.

"Yeah, yeah, enough of the wine-talking, let's get a move on while the day's still young!"

Pollux frowned and reluctantly handed back the bottle while everyone started shuffling out of the apartment and toward the car. Nico put his gifts on, in his pockets, or in his duffle bag while carefully cradling the gift from his father. He walked out the door, down the stairs, and eventually wound up next to the Stolls and Chris in front of Percy's sea blue new Mustang. He looked at the car then everyone else.

"Yeah, I hate to burst everyone's bubbles, but how are we all getting in there? Or are we taking seperate cars?"

He heard someone, one of the guys yell out 'Fuck no!' before being silence by Percy talking.

"Chill, Tyson fixed the car up. If he can get that huge shield into a tiny watch, he can get more room in this car. Godly help, remember?"

Nico frowned, a bit skeptical, but it was true. Tyson could make some extremely amazing things. Much to his surprise, all ten people stepped into the mustang and he didn't see any body parts popping out of the door or windows. He cautiously slid into the back, since Annabeth had taken the passenger seat. He was floored to see there was more than enough room for them all and then some. Godly help was a definite. He sat down next to Will. With a look around he grinned and re-openned the bottle, taking a sip of the strong liquid and passing it around. Then he spoke up before Percy started driving.

"I don't know where the hell we're going, but here's to friends and good times! Bottoms up!"

AN: Yep. that's chapter one! I know I haven't finished TGKC yet, but I have part of it written up, plus part of the first chapter for the sequel. This story has just been floating around in my mind lately and I needed to write something lighter and cheerier, it's giving me muse. Enjoy, things will be getting funny next chapter ;]