Small one-shot inspired by Truth or Dare from (shout-out right here) NightcoreReality. I think I commented something about this a while back (LOL XD). Last thing I'm posting tonight. You'll have to wait to tomorrow (or later than that) for more TBM. Your reviews will be heaven for me. Everything you don't recognize as canon belongs to Rick (the Troll) Riordan. Thank you.

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Percy had been invited to a party.

For high-schoolers.

And there would be alcohol.

When Percy shared this news, Nico laughed and slapped him on the back, as is he'd been waiting for this his whole life. He looked Percy right in the eye as he replied.

"I'm going with you, man."

The night of the party, they were off.

Percy wore a white tee shirt with his usual gym shorts and sandals. He had grabbed Riptide from his earlier jeans and stuffed it into his pocket before leaving camp.

Nico, however, was dressed to impress. He had just gotten a haircut last week, the bottom half of his hair shaved to stubble. His left ear was pierced with rings and bulbs of Stygian all over. His right eyebrow was pierced with a black bulb. He wore a black muscle shirt with his ripped black jeans and chain belt. His black Converse were new. Even his silver skull ring was shining, just being cleaned the night before. A silver dog tag glittered around his neck, his name Nico di Angelo engraved in dark purple.

They passed through a cloud of marijuana smoke. Percy coughed, fanning it away from his face. Nico's nostrils flared, but other than that, he seemed fine. They met up with the hostess, a popular cheerleader girl named Lacy.

"Hi there, Percy!" she said way too cheerfully.

"Hi, Lacy," he replied. "Is it okay that I brought my cousin Nico over? He really wanted to come and I couldn't say no."

"Ooh," purred Lacy. "Two hotties on the loose."

Nico laughed. "Try telling that to his girlfriend Annabeth."

***(TWO HOURSE LATER)***

Percy denied all alcoholic beverages.

However, when he found Nico, he wasn't too happy.

"Nico!" he called over the loud music. "NICO!"

A small voice called out in weak reply, "Over here, Percy. In the bathroom."

Percy, carrying in his one-tenth empty water bottle, slid into the bathroom to find Nico di Angelo, hunched over the toilet, puking his guts out. Percy quickly slid by his cousin, pushing Nico's long hair from his face. When he stopped, Percy opened the water bottle and forced Nico to drink from it.

"Hey, listen," Percy said, lifting Nico's chin. "We're going home. Now."

***(THE NEXT MORNING)***

Percy opened the curtains. Nico groaned in his troubled sleep, not wanting to wake. Hazel, who was sitting impatiently on the edge of her bed, got up and pushed Nico around so he faced away from his pillow.

"Go away," Nico grumbled, pulling his arms in front of his eyes.

"I didn't know you felt that way about your own sister," Hazel said.

Nico moaned and tried twisting himself around again, but the swift movement got him up and to the bathroom quicker than anything ever. Percy and Hazel could hear Nico dry-heaving behind the thick wood door.

Percy grabbed the water bottle from Nico's nightstand and rushed into the bathroom. He pulled Nico close when he was done dry-heaving and forced water down his throat.

"Nico?"

"Yeah?"

They locked eyes. Percy could see every vein in Nico's eyes because of the hangover he was having. It looked weird with the dark eyes.

"Never get drunk again. Please."