Phew! A new story's up, guys! First: reviews.
Blue Poop: I know my previous story, 'Talking Comfort', was written fast and that I should've taken my time. Unfornately, I don't have that. But thanks for the advice!
Anyway, back to the story and disclaimer. I don't own Percy Jackson and its characters. They all belong to Rick Riordan. I only own my OC's and the story.
Chocolate Chaos
What do you get when you feed Nico chocolate? Chaos. And that is never good. It happened that a certain son of Poseidon tricked him into eating it. Result: Nico ran off while on a sugar high. Now Percy, Annabeth, Ariana and Dean had to search for him, while fighting monsters off. And when they did find him...
"I don't wanna go back!"
"Does it look like you even have a choice, Nico?!"
The son of Hades huffed, and crossed his arms. All the way back to Camp, he kept whining. That was Ariana and Percy snapped.
"If you don't shut up, we will hand you over to mr. D so that he can torture you! You hear us?!"
That shut him up good time. They reached Camp pretty quickly (even though Dean got bored and flew ahead). Chiron stood waiting there, his expression stern and serious.
"Who fed him chocolate?"
Percy raised his hand sheepishly.
"I hope you have learned your lesson, Percy, because mr. D put you 4 on kitchen duty for the rest of the month."
"What?! That's 2 more weeks!"
"That is no reason not to do it. Now, go back to your cabins, and we will discuss this tomorrow morning." After that, Chiron cantered off. Annabeth and Ariana threw daggers at Percy with their eyes.
"Thanks, Barnacle Brain!"
"We'll leave most of the cleaning to you, that's for sure!"
"I already said sorry, jeez!"
"Sorry's not enough Percy. You better pay us back. Big time."
"Yes, sir."
For the next 2 weeks, the others made sure to make kitchen duty a living Hades for Percy. And he really wasn't happy about it.
Another story done. Meet my other OC's: Ariana North and Dean West (pretty funny isn't it? And no, he's not a son of Zephyrus). I once had the thought: 'What if Nico ate something that wasn't a pomegranate? What if it was chocolate?' And of course, I missed his 10-year-old self. That Nico was cute! Originaly, this story was a lot shorter. But my bff said I had to make it longer. So here it is. Great, I start to ramble.
R&R!
-Winter Chase