Thalico- The Play
(NOTE: This is all supposed to be a joke. I don't mean to offend anyone, and I'm just seeing where I go with this, so... No hate please.)
So, I think in this story, I'll keep them as demigods. In all of my stories, Thalia ain't a hunter. Thalico's my OTP, so... Here's the cast:
Nico Di Angelo starring as Nico Di Angelo
Thalia Grace starring as Thalia Grace
Chiron starring as Narrator
Mr. D starring as _ (Nobody)
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SCENE ONE
At Camp Half- Blood
Chiron: Thalia is listening and singing along to music via headphones through her phone while training.
Thalia: PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH THAT LITTLE KID CAUSE HE KILLED YO MAMA'S GOAT-
Chiron: Then Nico rudely interrupts Thalia by bumping into her.
Nico: Whoops. Sorry.
Thalia: You don't seem very sorry.
Chiron: Thalia seems very intimidating, so Nico doen't want to get beaten up. He makes a pathetic excuse for a change in subject.
Nico: Hey, we're listening to the same song!
Thalia: Oh yeah! It's by my favorite band, Red Year.
Nico: You're hot and a real babe. Wanna go out?
Thalia: Yeah, whatever. KICK KICK KICK HIM WHERE DA SUN DONT SHINNEEEEEE
Nico: *sighs dreamily*
Chiron: They exchange numbers, and promise to keep in touch... Or do they?...
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That's it for Chappie number uno. Whatcha think? For you awesome readers, here's an extra behind the scenes:
Thalia: CHIROOONNN! He called me hot! AND a babe! Whydya have to stop theree?
Nico: I only asked you out so you'd get out of my way. I actually have a crush on Rita's gelato. Muy yummy.
Thalia: ...
Nico: Just kidding, luv ya bae ;)
Thalia: ...
Nico: (weakly) stomp stomp stomp on that Nico's heart?
Thalia: ...
Thalia: Whatever.
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Okay, bye now. For realz. As you can see, this story makes no sense. Good.