Day 3: Love

Summary: Forever is an awfully long time, but I wouldn't mind spending it by your side.

Love is a strange thing. It can make even the most rational of people crazy and make them forget that logic even exists.

These were Frank's musings as the legacy soared across the town to the cafe, hawk form predatory, sleek-winged, and fierce. The transformed bird screeched and swooped down, perching on Hazel's outstretched arm. He preened his feathers for a bit as the human demigod giggled, stroking the back of his feathered head with a finger.

"Ahem." Nico's voice was heard from behind them, accompanied by Will's smooth chuckle of amusement.

Hazel turned to face the pale Greek and his tanned boyfriend. Smiling, the Roman demigod leant in to kiss the black-haired boy's cheek. "Hey Nico," she greeted back, "Will." Tucking a dark brown curl behind her ear with her free hand, the dark-skinned girl chuckled, and teased, "Glad to see that you're finally here."

Nico harrumphed. "We're hardly late," he protested. "Will's watch says that it's only one minute past the time we agreed on."

Will checked his watch. "Yeah, Nico's right," the son of Apollo started. "I mean, it's only — oh dear gods!" he cried. "the battery's gone dead!"

"What?!"

Hazel burst out laughing, amused by the entire exchange. Her slender shoulders shook as she covered her mouth, the petite form shaking as well while she laughed. Her dark borwn curls bounced as she laughed, and her golden eyes twinkled with mirth as the continued to snicker at the Greek couple's expense. "Oh you two," the daughter of Pluto said with a sigh, chuckling.

Frank made a screech of agreement, done with his preening, but not yet ready to leave Hazel's arm. He shifted into a crow — a small one, and much more manageable compared to the large bird-of-prey — and hopped onto Hazel's shoulder, nipping at her earlobe and raising a wing to point at the cafe. He croaked with a tinge of amusement as he gently nudged her cheek with his head.

Hazel chuckled. "Okay, Frank," she agreed to the unspoken request. "Let's head inside now."

Frank cawed, spreading his wings to preen newly black feathers.

All three of the human-demigods laughed at his display. They headed into the cafe, Hazel already going to make a cup of coffee for him. Nico and Will sat themselves at a table wide enough to seat all fours of them, already acting all lover-dovey.

The crow cawed softly as Hazel sat down with them, alighting from Hazel's shoulder to fly over to his seat, turning back to his human form with a sigh. Looping an arm around Hazel, he kissed her forehead, smiling gently.

Oh yes, for love was very strange indeed. If Hazel hadn't been there with him, Frank would have actively gone searching for a way home, and left at the first minute he was able, but now? Even if it was for an eternity, frank would've been happy to spend it there with Hazel.

Ah, love. Strange indeed, but I guess this one turned out pretty well.