Disclaimer : I don't own Percy and his friends. I make no profit from this story.
Leo threw the screwdriver against the wall, cursing under his breath. The astrolabe wouldn't cooperate. Besides, he wasn't worried about the others hearing him; not that the rest of the group were worried about him. The engine room was soundproof, and the closest room was Annabeth's anyway. And she...
He couldn't believe Hazel, though she insisted he wasn't to blame. She was just trying to make him calm down. But he know it was all his fault. His and Nemesis', anyway. Why did he have to open that damn cookie? Sure, it had seemed the only option to save Hazel and Frank, but still. Now Percy and Annabeth were as good as dead. Or worse.
He felt a tear run down his cheek.
"¿Porque no puedo hacer nada bien?" *
Leo abandoned the stubborn astrolabe on the table and retrieved his screwdriver, placing it back into his tool belt where it belonged. He turned back, staring again at the sphere on the table.
"Ni siquiera puedo arreglar esto." *
He looked away, feeling the ever present tears threatening to fall again. He sighed, walking away from his work and dropping to his knees beside the warm engine. He curled into himself, allowing the tears to fall at last as the engine's gentle hum sang him to sleep.
I only speak limited Spanish, so please let me know if I make a mistake, and I will fix it. A big thanks to Kodamnation for the help with this!
*Why can't I do anything right?
*I can't even fix this.
I apologize for the huge delay in posting this. I will try to post more soon.