So I was bored and had a severe case of writer's block. And this happened. I'll get back to work on Collection of Memories when I can, but maybe not this week. READ THE NOTE ON THE BOTTOM.

I don't own PJO o HoO

It went a little like this:

"Hey Nico! Could you help me please?" Lou Ellen begged.

"Um, sure I guess. With what?" I answered, kind of wary from the look she was giving me.

"I need someone to practice my magic on!"

"No. Absolutely not. I am not repeating what happened two weeks ago. Never again."

"Oh come on. You turn a guy into a singing rabbit one time and he refuses to help you again!"

"Still nope."

"Please? Just this once!" Lou Ellen gave me her best puppy dog eyes. Joke's on her, I can resist everyone's but Will's. What I didn't know was that she somehow charmed her face into being irresistible.

"I-I guess s-so. F-fine." I stuttered out against my will.

And that was how I ended drinking her potion and going from Nico to pocket-sized Nico.

Lou Ellen gave me a once over and then carried me all the way to the infirmary. Curse her and her magic-ed(?) face.

"Will!" she yelled as she burst into the infirmary. Luckily it was a slow day, or she would have been lectured about being quiet for the patients.

"What's up?" Will asked.

Lou Ellen took his hand and plopped me down into his palm.

"Aww! It's so cute!" he cooed.

"I am not cute!" I protested, my voice much higher than normal.

"Ack! It's the real you!" he said, almost dropping me.

"Yes it's the real me! Lou Ellen tricked me and now I'm stuck like this!" I ranted.

"Aww. You're even cuter when you're 3 inches tall and mad."

"Anyway, can you take care of him? It's only supposed to last until dinner." Lou Ellen said, looking at Will.

"Sure! You can stay in my pocket." he said, slipping me into the breast pocket of his doctor's coat. I thrashed around in there, trying to get comfortable.

"Aww. He's just so cute!" Will squealed, petting my tiny form.

"Alright, well, I'll be going now." Lou Ellen waved as she left the building. Great. Now I was stuck inside my boyfriend's pocket.

"Will?" I asked.

He looked down at me. "What is it Nicito? You look like a Nicito."

"Don't call me that! And do you have any food?" Will chuckled as he handed me a small piece of chicken from lunch. It looked huge to me. I finished it in a few minutes and then decided to explore the pocket.

Finding a lollipop in the corner, I picked it up and wriggled out of his pocket, wanting him to open the wrapper.

Will spotted me and then poked my head back down, petting my hair with his pinky.

Putting my hair back in place, I glared at him. "Give me back that lollipop!"

He pulled me out of the pocket by the back of my shirt with two fingers.

"Put me down! I am death! Fear me!" I screeched, wiggling about.

"No more candy for you mister I'm-so-scary-when-I'm-so-small," he said with a smile. I glared at him and just decided to nap in his pocket.

IMPORTANT! Ok, so not that important, but still. Inspiration for this cam from a pic. Link is on my profile. Check it out. Super cute. Anyway, I have a huge dance performance coming up, so luck is really appreciated! Kinda scared for it. Don't forget to review and check out my other stories! Love all of you!