Author's Note:
For Leo's bit: This is after the whole quest of the seven and he's with Festus. His bits in italics is him talking to himself.
For Calypso's bit: The italics are thoughts and her diary entry, just to say.
Credit to someone on Pinterest for the profile pic for this.
Okay you can read now. And I don't own the Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus Series.
Leo I
This wasn't the first time Leo Valdez woke up with wet bed sheets. The pungent smell still lingered even after he tossed it in the cheap laundry basket. He thought of the contents of last night's dream and shuddered. Several voices had chanted the word 'seven' constantly like the ticking of a clock. Obviously creepy voices and dreams was the norm for demigods but this one was different. He was reminiscing about his dream and chuckled to himself 'Quit yapping, I do know how to count from one to ten you know'.
He wondered if Calypso would have laughed at that one, or told him he wasn't funny. Holy Hephaestus he missed her.
As he cupped the doorknob to turn it, it came off. He sighed and got out the tools out of his toolbelt he needed and fixed in a few seconds.
When he eventually went out the door, he caught a whiff of alcohol and tobacco and gagged. He'd happily trade foul smelling hotels for a sweet but annoyingly stubborn, cinnamon smelling, carmel hair glistening, dark almond eye twinkling immortal any day.
And boy. The kiss. Magical. It was a whole explosion of amazingne-
Seriously Leo. Seriously. Get a grip man, before you start drooling all over the place.
Remember. Act cool.
He realised he dazed off for a while dreaming about her. And he completely forgot what he was doing and where he was.
Leo was somewhere in Italy, just to get a couple of Z's and head on again. He grabbed an energy bar from his toolbox and shoved most of it in his mouth and almost choked. His stomach growled furiously, but he ignored it and shrugged it off.
Calypso was top priority right now and he had no time for dilly-dallying.
He went outside and saw Festus chilling in the parking lot. He looked as if he were waiting for Leo for eternities. He grinned enthusiastically and said 'Lets go and rescue Papi's girl'.
Calypso I
The day started off as usual. Eat. Tend to the garden. Sew. Eat. Write in journal. Cry yourself to sleep.
Today she didn't follow the scheduele. She had things to think about and things that distracted her. Love things.
Leo. Leo. Leo. Leo.
Everytime she said his name she winced, sighed and repeated. She really wondered if she was coming back for her because if not, this was going to be challenging to get over.
The immortal girl layed in bed, in bliss thinking about the moment he promised to return for her. But then she thought of the moment he left and exhaled.
Stupid, scrawy Leo Valdez. Why was she in love with a hero like that?
But Leo was different. He brought hope. The others who came to Ogygia brought her pain and heartbreak in solitude.
Stop.
Don't act like some lovesick puppy. You are strong. You've had some bad times but you can't lay in bed all day procrastinating.
She got up and suddenly remembered what she had to do and trotted to the back door. The garden bloomed with a variety of flowers from roses to lilies to orchids and so on. Her moonlace flowers stood there swaying in harmony with each other. They brought back another painful memory.
Percy Jackson.
She tried to ignore him and tried to find something to disract her with.
She saw the waves crash against the sand, and in the corner of her eye she saw her newly made dining table. Leo destroyed her other one when they met.
When she reached her secret hiding place, she took out her rustic, battered journal and flicked the pages. She got more esctatic at each turn of the page and when she got where she wanted to be she was almost squealing in delight. Before she could even read a word, there was a loud burst of noise.
Calypso panicked and tossed the journal back in it's place and rushed over to the reverberations from the possible destruction of some sort.
As she arrived near the scene of utter chaos, she placed both hands over her mouth and lost her temper and screamed as she spotted her new dining table crushed.. again.
'Di immortales, my dining table!'.
After a few minutes of screaming, pacing and cursing she caught sight of something familiar and ran over as fast as she could.
Author's Note:
I'm sorry it's really boring the main plot hasn't come yet, so yeah. Please do be kind because this is my first fanfic and I want it to be okay at least. I do apologize for the seriousness in this and the lack of humour (or my lousy attempt at it) I'll try and make it better next time.
I'd love to get reviews especially on what you guys think of the way I write about Leo and Calypso's characters. If you have any questions, tips, suggestions just tell me out straight. I appreciate it, sweeties x