Crack.
I own PJO if you own my soul.
Nico did not see why he needed a therapist Okay, he did not like talking to other people, so what? It was his time to talk to other people…But, were to start?
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Nico sat on a bench in the mall, dressed in all black. He brought some stuff he MIGHT need to make buds.
"Hey little boy." He said.
"Yes?" He said.
"Want some candy?" Nico asked.
"YA!" He answered. But, just as Nico reached in his pocket he heard a voice saying: "GET AWAY FROM HIM!" Nico ran.
Okay, he needed another way to make friends…
He walked in the Mertro (the store, not train place) in a long dark cape. Only later did he know, no one could see his face.
He walked up to an old man and stuck out his pointy finger gesturing to come to him. Slowly, the old man walked away. Nico fallowed. He turned and jogged down the hall. So did Nico. The man looked back and broke into a run, Nico ran. Okay, He thought. Mabye some people have lots of people to talk to.
When he came home after his appointment, he turned on the T.V. The news reporter was talking about some crazy kidnapper. Okay he did NOT want to meet them…
A/N Review! This MAY have more parts to it but MAY not. Expect me to update I guess…But, don`t say I did not warn you for the hours of MIGHTMARES you could have if I did not update. EGGS could rule if I will not update…..BE WARNED! (Told you it might ruin your sanity)…