Warning and Disclaimer: Um, I'm running out of things to say. Just the usual OOCness, I guess. I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians and Kane Chronicles. Wish I did, but it wouldn't be as awesome as it is. Let's just thank Rick Riordan.

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Chapter II: Adolf Hitler's Little Brother

Sadie put on a smile on her face as she settled on her seat. Her day was just so great! First, she had to go to this school with her brother (of all the people!) and not with Walt! Second, she met this awesome chap who she thought was thinking she's some sort of complicated Rubik's cube he could just hand over to somebody else to solve. Simply amazing! Third, the 'somebody else' was a money-hungry girl who declared that she should pay her for walking her to their homeroom. Terrific, right?

Anubis's gorgeous eyes, she thought, who am I kidding?

She resigned to staring impassively at the window to the left of her seat. It was a sunny day, lots of clouds, lots of birds. There were no people on the grounds as far as she could see. She noticed that there were a lot of pigeons flying around too, which made her wonder whether Horus was possessing any of them like what he did in one of Carter's memory. Maybe the gods realized they just can't do a thing without them lovely magicians.

Then a balled piece of paper hit her in the head.

Killjoy, she thought as she turned her head to glare at Nico, the biggest brat she ever came across with. He was more childish, more selfish than all the ankle-biters put together, which, of course, spelled disaster to her brain.

Nico flashed an innocent smile at her, complete with a wave of his hand. Sadie groaned inwardly, but she smiled back at him nonetheless. The kid was pitiable.

Then she noticed him pointing at the balled-up paper and mouthing what could be "Kill it," for all she knew.

But that's just silly, Sadie thought. Though he is a bit silly…

Sadie shrugged, unrolled the paper and read it.

"You smell fishy," it said.

Sadie almost face-faulted.

Nico is just like Felix, she decided. What with the stupid and immature comments, they could be twins for all I knew!

Sadie turned around, rested her arm on the back of her chair, and told Nico, who was sitting beside the guy behind her, "You sound like one of my distant cousins."

Nico's brows scrunched up in innocent confusion. "Really?" he asked. "On which side?"

Sadie thought for a second. "Both," she finally said. "Mum and Dad are sort of distant cousins too, now that I think about it. I and Carter are, too… Ha, that's funny."

Nico frowned. "Siblings and cousins at the same time, huh," he mused. "Well, I guess that's not so far behind with having Adolf Hitler as a half-brother."

Sadie's elbow slipped and her hand noisily slapped her chair.

"What?" she asked suspiciously. "How could you have him as a half-brother? He's born, like, a century ago."

"Ms. Kane!" yelled their Math teacher, Ms. Cosain, who was an old woman. "Just because you're new doesn't mean a special treatment for you. Answer this problem." She pointed at the board.

"Great," Sadie mumbled and glared at Nico sideways. The said boy was still smiling; playing safe, she presumed. Of course, because it was just not his fault!

Sadie blurted out the most complicated quadratic formula (was that what it's called?) she could think of. Ms. Cosain clicked her tongue in disapproval.

"Please refrain from talking during my class," she said, and then went back to drawling off about their lesson. Sadie couldn't care less. It was her first day, seriously.

She turned back to Nico.

"What was that again, brat?" she whispered harshly. "Adolf Hitler's your half-brother? Are you delusional?"

Nico beamed widely. "Technically, he's my brother. He's my father's alter ego's son. He's older than I am by three decades or so, I think."

Sadie sighed and silently asked herself why she even bothered to entertain such an obviously pointless topic. Did she look like someone a kid could fool with a talk of Adolf Hitler as a close relative? If she were to say anything, no.

She ignored Nico for the rest of the morning, and thankfully, Nico had not bothered her too.

It happened after the bell rang for lunch, dismissing them, when Sadie stepped outside their classroom. She felt a poke right above where her right shoulder blade should be. She turned to see who did it, and an innocently smiling Nico met her gaze. Suddenly, Nico's smile faded and was replaced by a serious face.

"Do you like hanging out in cemeteries?"

Sadie wanted to face-palm herself for Nico's out of the blue questions, but she restrained herself and said instead, "Let's just say they're my boyfriend's territory. Why do you ask?"

She saw him smirk in a way that made her say he was pleased with the answer.

"Well," he said with another smile and his hands at the back of his head, "no wonder you could put up with me. See you later, Sadie!"

Sadie blinked a few times and Nico was gone, lost in the crowd of students milling around for the cafeteria. She shrugged and went to meet with her brother and their new friend.

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Sadie grumbled under her breath as she walked to her classroom, arms folded over her chest. She hated History as much as she hated memorizing important Ancient Egypt dates or magical words. So what if the late president Abraham Lincoln signed something that sounded torture to her ears? It's not like she needed to know that to buy herself a pizza.

A familiar voice broke her reverie.

"SADIE!" it said. Sadie mentally groaned.

Just then, Nico materialized in front of her. Well, not literally, but more or so he just jumped into sight. The brat.

"Uh, hi, Nico," she replied awkwardly, still walking towards their classroom. "Did you, uh, eat properly? You do look a bit on the skinny side."

Nico beamed. "Yup. My brother's mom made a lot of cookies for me last week. There's still five more dozen to go."

Sadie tilted her head in confusion. "Your… brother's mum? You talk like she's not your mother."

"Of course!" Nico took out a blue biscuit out of his pocket and grinned again. "I'm adopted!"

Sadie blinked. "Um, that's not usually confessed with such a happy atmosphere. Are you sure you're okay, Nico?"

Nico nodded as he munched on the biscuit—or cookie, whatever. "I've always known. I mean, I still remember my real family, you know. How could I not know I'm adopted?"

"Oh, I see. But you like your brother now."

"Sure," he replied with a mouthful of another cookie. "I hated him once. Then he hated me too when I betrayed him into the hands of my father, who is... a crime syndicate mastermind. But we're cool now."

Crime syndicate mastermind, Sadie repeated in her head.

"Ah, right. So, there's the classroom."

They walked a few steps silently until Nico spoke up.

"Sadie? Do you mind if I sit beside you?"

"But our seats are close enough already."

"Well, I kinda like your company and it would be nice if I can talk to you more… inconspicuously. Do you want a teacher calling you again?"

"Good point." Sadie finally agreed.

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Sadie thought she might just start making up Ancient Egyptian curses out of the world's dullness. It turned out that their History teacher was yet to come back from his business trip overseas. With how things were going, they wouldn't be having any History classes for a week, which meant free time. And free time meant both fun time and boredom time. The hour was tilting to the latter side.

Nico beside her was busy making random origami, which in her opinion were pretty much disfigured.

She decided to start a conversation.

"Hey, Nico, what do you—"

Then all of a sudden, the tree, which was peacefully standing outside the building until then, crashed itself into their room (which was on the second floor), its biggest and leafiest branch breaking the windows and scratching the unfortunately seated students. Luckily for Sadie, the branch missed her and Nico by a foot.

"OH NO!" a voice screamed, which Sadie later recognized was Hazel's. "Did those bastards discover the treasure chest I buried under that tree? No way! My precious gold! My precious money!" Sadie turned to Hazel and saw her storm out the room after giving Nico a look. Sadie returned her gaze to the kid beside her, who seemed like he was making a decision.

"Nico?"

"I'm going to follow her."

"Nico, wait!"

And then the bell rang.

Being the persistent fellow she was, Sadie chased after Nico, but she lost him after a turn.

"Just where is he?"

Then she heard the distant sound of something crashing on the floor. She followed the direction of the sound, which took her a few minutes since she really didn't know the way around the school. When she got there, Hazel, Nico and, much to her shock, Leo were sitting cross-legged on the floor like they were just having a picnic surrounded by the relics of the Home Economics Room.

Leo grinned widely at her, albeit sheepishly.

"Yo, Sadie!" he said. "Want to have a cup of tea?" In his hand he held a miraculously unscathed cup and a broken-in-half saucer.

"That's just a cup, though."

"But it's a cup for tea, right?"

Sadie rolled her eyes just as Hazel sighed audibly and took her leave. Nico beamed like an infant with a toy.

"Too bad you're late, Sadie! The fun here is over." Nico said as he stood up, patting dust off of his black pants.

Leo mimicked Nico's actions and excused himself, saying that he still had to go to their swimming class, and he went off.

Sadie stared at the smashed-in cabinets, the leaking water pipes and faucets, the several tables overturned with several legs snapped to splinters. One-half of her mind wondered who'd be charged for the destruction of school property. The other half doubted whether the three were really only having fun or whether they were trying to cook up the most dangerous dessert ever. Or maybe both. They were all lunatics.

"Staring at them won't do you any good, you know!" Nico was by the door then. "It's not like you can say magic words and then they'd all return to normal, right? Or can you?"

"Oh, of course I can!" Sadie said sarcastically even though it was true. They were in a mission after all. Can't go revealing to anyone that they were magicians now, can they?

She grabbed Nico by the wrist and dragged him to the direction of the stairs.

Suddenly, Nico apparently had an astonishing realization.

"We still have Biology!" he exclaimed.

"And you just remembered?" Sadie shook her head disappointedly. "You old, Nico?"

"Heh." Nico smiled dryly. "I did tell you Adolf Hitler—"

"Bah! Whatever."

The two entered the room. Luckily, the teacher was nowhere in sight. Unluckily, Nico slipped near a skeleton somebody set up beside the door.

Nico fell on the floor with a soft thud. He looked back at the skeleton's skull, which made it hard for Sadie to read his expression, but she thought she heard a "Thank you." But then again, why would Nico thank a skeleton?

She waved the thought off because a man, who looked like he could be a teacher, entered into their room.

Sadie went to her seat and Nico still claimed the chair beside hers. The teacher droned on about the different kinds of bacteria and fungi and random whatnot, but Sadie couldn't care less. After what seemed like hours, Nico poked her in the ribs with his pen. Sadie slapped it away.

"What is it again?" she snapped.

Nico gave her another of his childish grins. "Want to play a game?"

Sadie glanced at the monotone teacher and back at her sort-of friend. "Sure. Nothing better to do anyway."

Nico rubbed his hands in anticipation. "I want to play pranks. Or games."

Sadie smirked. "Wonderful. Just when I'm starting to think that this school is boring." She leaned in just a bit closer to Nico. "So what's the plan?"

He shrugged. "There's no plan."

"Ugh." Sadie shook her head in dismay. "Why do I even bother?"

"Then how about we play a simple truth or dare first?"

Sadie contemplated for a few moments. "Okay. I can live with that."

"Rock paper scissors?"

Sadie nodded and they threw in their hands. Sadie's hand formed paper while Nico did a scissors, which meant that she lost.

"Ha! I won." Nico gloated. "Anyway, truth or dare?"

"Bloody baboons." Sadie breathed in deeply. "I'll take a dare."

Nico appeared to be pleased, then hummed, maybe thinking about making her sing the alphabet in the tune of a Nicki Minaj song, or making her do a cowboy dance in the middle of the city armed with a ketchup and a broom.

"Promise me you'll accept it no matter what," Nico said at last. Sadie noticed the evil smirk.

Sadie braced herself. She was no coward.

"I promise."

"Then pretend to be my girlfriend."

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And that was the reason why Sadie was notin the mood to go along with anybody's antics when she and her brother got home to Brooklyn House.

"Hey, Carter, Sadie, look!" Felix yelled, a penguin following his footsteps. "George and Alicia have a kid—umm, I don't really know what to call baby penguins, but I'll just call it kid. But she's so cute, right? I just named her Carie, in honor of Carter and Sadie! It's great, huh?"

Sadie barely heard Carter saying something like, "Yeah, that's nice, Felix. But you shouldn't let your penguins breed in here. It might be against a law in Penguin Constitution of 1953 BC or something."

Or Shelby screaming bloody murder at her fellow ankle-biters with a drawing of a hammerhead shark.

Or Zia telling her to have some fairy cakes.

She was not having any of anything.

Then she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Are you all right, Sadie?"

She didn't need to turn around to know it was Walt.

She thought for a while. Yes, she did have a really rotten day, courtesy of a certain brat, who at first was only trying to annoy her. She could get used to that. Then the little horror dared her to be his pretend-girlfriend. She was many things, but she wasn't plastic. Plus, she had a real boyfriend, a real and awesome part god boyfriend. She wasn't going to exchange him over anyone, especially if he was a mini monster by the name of Nico di Angelo.

"Not that all right," she finally said. She turned around to meet his tender brown eyes. "My day sucked."

He smiled warmly, which actually did warm Sadie to her toes.

"Not anymore," he told her and led her to the empty kitchen.

"So what are we supposed to do here?" Sadie plopped on a chair. Walt took another and sat beside her.

"Tell me about it." Walt placed his hands behind his head and relaxed. He looked at Sadie from the corner of his eyes. "Your day, I mean."

Sadie groaned. "It's bloody rotten. Simple as that."

"Really?" He laughed lightly. "I thought it would take more than a simple thing to make a Kane's day rotten. After all, the latest could-have-been apocalypse was just one of your bad days."

Sadie smiled at that. Walt really knew how to cheer her up.

"Funny, Walt," she said. "But since you're so insistent, I'll tell you about it."

Then she added, "Don't blame me if I'll have to have a mini boyfriend, 'kay?"

Before Walt could react, she began telling her story.

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The good thing for her: Walt was a good listener. Another thing: he didn't react violently about the news of Nico's dare. He actually laughed at that part.

"What's so funny?" Sadie punched him lightly on the shoulder. "I don't get the funny part about getting dared to be someone's girlfriend just for his idea of fun and his reputation. Maybe Piper's in the equation, but still!"

"It's because I trust you, Sadie," Walt said, which made her blush a bit—scratch that, she became a human tomato. Then Walt added, "Besides, you're cute when you're angry."

Sadie dramatically groaned and buried her overripe tomato-colored face under her hands.

"Oh, she's blushing!"

"Y-You don't have to tease me!"

"So you really are blushing." Walt laughed then proceeded to tickle her.

"Gods of Egy—"

Sadie fell of her chair laughing, but Walt didn't stop amusing himself. Sadie didn't notice when, but they ended up in a rather awkward position when two ankle-biters entered the kitchen, asking for milk.

"Um," one of them said as she pointed at the carton of milk on the table near the two lovers. "Milk?"

Walt smiled one last time at her, before he got the milk and the glasses for the two kids.

Sadie got up from the floor (yes, the awkward position was that Walt was on top of her) and acted as if she was just properly aligning the chairs.

She felt Walt's arms around her; he was hugging her from behind.

"So you're a woman of your words, right?"

"I wish I wasn't."

"Come on, Sadie. It'll only be acting, right? You're good at that."

Sadie turned around to look him in the eyes.

"So you're giving me permission?"

"As long as you'll always be mine."

They were both leaning in for a kiss when Felix burst into the room, shouting, "Crazy bananas!"

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I think I've made it pretty clear that I'm not shipping NicoxSadie or Sadico or whatever their pairing's called. I'll be sticking mostly to canon pairings so yeah. This will play a role later on, but I guess for the meantime it's for my idea of fun and torturing Sadie and Nico. Believe me. Nico didn't do it because he's interested in her in the romantic way. Oh well, you'll find out later on.

I'll also apologize for the slow pace this story is taking. The next chapter happens on the same day as this chapter and the first.

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it. Please let us know what you think via review. Reviews are nice. CCs too. So are follows. I personally like flames too.

Anyway, have a good day. ^_^

Coming next: Chapter III: Taking Translations to the Aphrodite Kid Level

~Bianca