Similar to my PJO xover, yes, but I've changed it to where it can be a oneshot that makes me cackle every time I read it. XD
Percy groaned internally. There was this annoying little bratty kid following him around, and he couldn't concentrate on the current matters. The kid bounced around like he had just downed a whole gallon of caffine. He couldn't be older than 12, and Percy was almost starting to question the humanity of the boy. He was like a little hellion! Did he mention the kid was practically a fanboy? Di immortals, he wasn't straight in the head, that was for sure.
It had all started when Percy walked past the Nemesis cabin. The kid had seen him, squealed, then starting following him. Stalker, much? When Percy had inched away from the kid not half a foot away from him, the kid had followed. The adoring grin on his face was going to give Percy nightmares.
The son of Nemesis had started by examining every inch of Percy. His face, his hair, his- whoa! Was that kid really...? Oh gods, he was. He was looking at Percy's chest, his muscles, his... the kid was eye raping him. Oh gods, was that possible? Oh... stop it, kid... stoooop... I'm straight, you got that? Straight!
On the other hand, Percy just could not believe how fast the kid's mouth moved. He was asking Percy all these questions that he could hardly catch.
"What's your favorite desert?"
"Did you really kill Kronos?"
"I like cookies."
"What's your favorite weapon?"
"How scary is Clarisse?"
"Why is water blue?"
"If I put _ in _ will it explode?"
And then, the questions took a turn for the worse...
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Are you gay?"
"I heard you're going out with Nico di Angelo. Is that true?"
"What's your girlfriend's bra size?"
"Have you ever had-mphf!"
Percy had promptly put his hand over the kid's mouth, sensing something very... uncomfortable coming up in the kid's question. Honestly, this kid should have been the son of Athena. He just wouldn't shut up. Annabeth would kill him for saying something like that, but in his defense, IT WAS TRUE!
Percy sighed as he finally managed to detach himself away from the Nemesis kid. Di immortals! He sighed again as he made his way to breakfast. Now would be a very good time for coffee or nector.
-.-
When Percy arrived at the Pavillion, he found all the coffee gone. Every. Last. Drop. When he asked a rather disturbed looking camper, the boy had said, "There... was this this little beast that came in here and took the jug, threw back his head, and downed it... I... I backed out after that, and ran as fast as I could back to my cabin... He scared the crap out of me..." The poor camper was now practically in tears, and truthfully, Percy didn't blame him. If he'd seen the little son of Nemesis down a whole gallon of coffee in 5 seconds flat, he'd be scared out of his wits too.
Wait. The nemesis kid he'd just seen. He didn't... Oh Hades, he did...
