A/N: Hi there! Thanks a bunch for clicking on this story! It's my first ever fanfic, so be sure to tell me what you think in a REVIEW! That was really subtle, wasn't it? Embrace the sarcasm! Sorry if you ship Thalico, but I just think the pairing is completely unrealistic. Enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: If I owned PJO, I think I would die from happiness. And I'm here now, typing this, so I guess that means I don't own it. *heartbroken sobbing*
A Supremely Awful Idea
It was just another normal day at Camp Half-Blood. Kids were fighting in the arena, satyrs were chasing nymphs, and the Aphrodite Cabin had been plotting to get Travis and Katie to admit their undying love for each other since before dawn.
And so it was that Percy Jackson was to be found in the pegasus stables, feeding Blackjack sugar cubes and just generally minding his own business.
Hey, Boss, Blackjack said. The pegasus paused in his crunching for a second to glance up at the stable door and frisk his tail uneasily back and forth. That creepy death kid's here.
Percy looked up and saw that he was right - there was the son of Hades himself. Nico thrust his hands deep into the pockets of his aviator jacket and leaned against the doorframe of the stables, causing Guido to screech in terror and skitter away to the opposite end of his stall, where he continued to beat his wings nervously every few seconds.
"Hey, Nico," Percy figured he might as well start the conversation, because there was no way in Hades Nico had come just to see the pegasi - he looked ready to bolt himself. "What's up?"
The younger demigod cleared his throat awkwardly. "Uh... I... well... um..." he took a deep breath. "Can I talk to you?"
"Sure," Percy quickly brushed the remaining crumbs of sugar off his fingers (resulting in an outraged whinny from Blackjack) and followed his sort-of cousin outside. He wasn't sure what to expect as he jogged to catch up. It sounded like Nico had something incredibly important and awkward to discuss with him. He ran several unpleasant scenarios through his head as he walked, each one worse than the last, and found himself getting more tense and worried with each passing second.
Nico could say... "Okay, well... uh, Percy? It would appear that the Stolls... well, you see... um... they found a ready supply of shaving cream. And uh, your cabin... um, well, it... it kinda looks like a winter wonderland right now."
Or even worse... "Oh, man, Percy, I'm really sorry, there was nothing we could do, but, um... well, how it happened was... uh, well it's sorta like this... and, um... Mrs. O'Leary may have eaten your minotaur horn... and then she might've got a little bit of indigestion... so... she kinda went on a rampage, and everyone thought she was an evil hellhound, and... everyone killed her. I'm sorry."
Or worst of all, it could be... "Um, well, Percy, not quite sure how to break this to you, but... the last time I went to the underworld, I found your mother there. So, um... yup, she's dead. My condolences."
They mercifully stopped outside the Hades Cabin before he could imagine Nico telling him that his mother and Annabeth were both terminal and had three days to live, but he was still pretty frantic by then anyway.
"What's going on, di Angelo? Is it anything serious? Please tell me everyone's okay!"
Nico looked at him a little strangely, and said "What? Why wouldn't everyone be okay?"
"Oh, uh, no reason," he covered quickly. "Just tell me what's up."
Nico's look of nervousness returned. "Oh, well, um... it's... I need some advice!"
"What about?"
He took another deep breath. "There's... there's this girl."
Percy raised an eyebrow. "Becoming a ladies' man, eh, Nico?" This had the desired effect. The 'ladies' man' flushed beet red. "Are you sure I'm the best person to talk to in that department?"
"Uh, well, you do have a girlfriend..."
He considered that fact a moment. "This is true. And she's the hottest girl at camp, so I must know something. Who is the lucky maiden who has captured your heart, valiant knight?"
Nico muttered something unintelligible, eyes fixed firmly on the ground.
"You'll have to speak up, you know."
"Thalia. It's Thalia. I want to ask her out, but I'm not sure how! Um, why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"
A/N: And there we have part 1 of 2! I'll get the second part up at soon as it's written, which, depending on the feedback I get from this, will either be really soon, fairly soon, in a while, or never. So PLEASE REVIEW! I'm just a first-timer! Like it? Love it? Hate it? TELL ME IN A REVIEW. PLEASE! Coming up is Percy pointing out the many, many flaws in Nico's plan. Silly little Nico!