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Leo was good at fixing things and well, that was his life. Whether it was tweaking the engine or just tinkering with a few nuts and bolts, his hands were always at work. It was like he could sense if something was broken. Leo always had a feeling that something could be fixed. Or if it wasn't broken, then at least improved. Leo knew he couldn't fix everything in the world but he could try. Leo had a feeling that he couldn't fix him no matter how much he wanted too. Leo knew that he couldn't fix him no matter how hard he tried. But to Leo, nothing is unfixable.
Nico was unfixable. All he ever did, or so he thought, was make a mess of everything. It always seemed to be him that would break things on the ship. And whenever he did, a muttered, "sorry" would slip from his lips and that would be that. Nico knew that he would add it to the list of reasons why he shouldn't be on the ship. Even though no-one said it, he knew he shouldn't have been there. "no-one would care to listen anyways" Nico thought. And that was that, Nico seemed to be unfixable.
Chapter 1
It was another day on the Argo II for the Son of Hades, Nico Di Angelo. There was nothing really special about it because he did the same thing he always did. Just wander around the ship and wait to be of some use to the Seven. Every day, Nico wandered past Leo's room and today was no exception. But today, Nico paused at the door to find it slightly ajar. His curiosity got the better of him and he peered inside of his friends room. He saw Leo hunched over his workbench with nuts, bolts and springs skewed in every direction. He could hear faint muttering although Nico didn't recognise the words.
"Spanish, of course." Nico whispered
Nico, suddenly aware that he made his presence obvious, hid from Leo's sight. After a few seconds, he re-appeared at the door and resumed his gaze on the tinkerer. It was evident that Leo was frustrated with his work.
"Why don't you just- Seriously? You are meant to fit together!" Leo grumbled rather loudly.
A slight smirk crept onto Nico's face due to the tinkerer's frustration. But, it soon faded. Leo pushed himself away from his workbench and threw his nuts and bolts and screws in every direction. He kicked his worktable in anger and put his head in his hands,
"Why" his voice cracked," Why can't I do anything right?"
Nico dared to open the door a little more and then he stepped inside.
"I think" he said quietly. He cleared his throat and continued. "That you can do um stuff right"
Leo turned around to find the Son of Hades standing at his door.
"Nico what-"
"No it's um nothing. I-I shouldn't have come." Nico stammered.
Nico backed out of Leo's room and ran down the hall. He kept running. And to Nico, that was that.
