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Nico's POV (as usual)

Artemis drops me off at the Hunters camp. I easily get to my feet, or paws, or whatever when I see her walk out of a silver tent.

Her is Thalia. Like, duh. She's the most amazing, unforgettable person in the world. She looks even better than she has before; literally glowing. I don't know if it's the blessing of Artemis, but she certainly looks happier. My heart aches; she's happy without me. She hasn't seen me for months, and she's still super happy. She doesn't need me.

I push these thoughts away. Why do I even care how she was doing without me? Isn't it a bit selfish for me to want her to only be happy with me? She's just a friend. A very good friend, but a friend nonetheless. And I doubt she even thinks about me that much. Again, I push these unhappy thoughts away.

"Mrow!" I say, to attract her attention. She sees me, and leans down. "Awwwww!" She coos. "Cute kitty!"

I don't know whether to be angry or amused. Haha, Thalia fawning over a kitten. Being a Hunter sure has changed her; for better or worse, I don't know. Seriously, are all girls automatically attracted to cute things? If so, I should remember to bring a kitten on dates. Then girls would never break up for me just so they could see the kitten again.

Thalia strokes my fur gently, which I could compare to a back massage for a human. I leap into her arms, and she says, "Wow, kitten! You're strong for such a little thing," She frowns. "We can't call you kitten forever. We should name you. How about… Molly?"

I meow crossly. No way. What a girly, unbadass name.

"No… How about Mittens?" She asks.

I meow crossly again. Ewwww. Mittens. No. So disgustingly cute. I am a teenage guy, after all.

"Well… You're black with green eyes." I roll my eyes. Thanks for stating the obvious. She continues, "How about… Eve… no… Ivy… no… Night. Night?" She asks, a bit hesitantly. I nod my cat head (which I'm still not used to) a little too humanly and she laughs.

"You're like a little human!" She says. Wow, she has no idea how close she is to guessing the truth. How do I turn back into a human, by the way? I ask myself. Ugh. I still need to figure that out. Maybe Hecate is mad at Hades and is messing with me. Or, more likely, it's the Stolls playing a prank on me.

I purr. Then my stomach growls, very loudly. What do cats eat? Like, mice or something, right? Well, I'm not catching one of those any time soon… like, gross… but maybe the Hunters have like special tasty cat food that doesn't look disgusting. That would be nice.

"Oh, you're hungry!" Thalia says. I think the reason she's nicer than me when I'm a cat than when I'm a human is because she has a soft spot for cats. Also, she needs to keep her 'badass' image, so she can't act nice in public, but it's not like a cat is going to tell everyone how unbadass she is. Haha, that's so Thalia.

Thalia snaps her fingers, and a bowl of cat food appears right in front of me. I wonder if this is a power all Hunters of Artemis have; conjuring cat food. How very impressive.

Surprisingly, the cat food actually smells good. I always thought cat food was made of chemically stuff made in factories, but I guess the Hunters of Artemis could conjure beter cat food than that. I dig in.

Thalia laughs. I don't think I've ever heard her laugh so many times in one day ever before; her laugh is so sweet. And beautiful. And amazing. I have to stop fantasizing about her; its not like we're ever going to be a thing. A guy can dream, though.

I've gotten through about half of the cat food on my dish and am still hungry when I see Thalia go back to her tent, probably to sleep. Surprisingly, she doesn't put me in a cage or something; she just knows I won't leave camp. Weird.

I ditch my food and get up to follow her back into her tent. She's already in silver pajamas. I've never ever seen Thalia in pajamas, but it seems like such a cute, teenage girl thing. I mean, Thalia is a cute, teenage girl but it's not like she ever really acts like one. I guess we've been through too much crap in our lives to be normal.

She gets into her silver sleeping bag. "Good night!" She says. I'm surprised she even bothers to say that, because I'm a kitten and as far as she knows I'm not understanding a word she's saying. Not that I'm complaining or anything.

I meow back and cuddle up next to her. We fall asleep, side by side.

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