Thalia and Nico shared an apartment in New York City. At seventeen, they thought they could manage costs, considering that their parents were gods. So far so good.

However, they weren't so hot on entertainment. They didn't have a TV, and the only thing that really kept them entertained was the radio on the kitchen counter, and even that got boring.

So they got bored a lot.

Once, Thalia decided she was tired of being bored.

"Nico, let's do something. Please?" she begged.

"Like what?"

"Oh, I don't know...explore the city?"

"No," he said immediately.

Thalia huffed. "Why not?"

"Because, Thals, it's dangerous. Two demigods roaming a huge city. Children of the big three, our scent is more powerful. New York City has too many people to be fighting something. And if it draws attention and police get involved, we wouldn't look so good," Nico said, pulling her closer.

Thalia slumped and started playing with the hem of Nico's shirt sleeve. "Don't be smart for once."

He let out a deep chuckle and nuzzled his nose in her hair.

Suddenly, she got an idea. "Nico, come on. We're going to the store."

"How did you convince me to do this again?"

She smiled and read the back of the small, red box. "You'll thank me later."

"I can't bake," he complained.

"Oh, sure you can. Half a cup of water."

Nico got out the measuring cup and filled it up with water. Then, he poured in the bowl containing the cake mix.

"One fourth of a cup of veggie oil."

Nico sighed. "Why does doing something so simple, such as baking a cake, require too many measuring cups? I don't even think we have that one."

"Oh, quit complaining," Thalia urged, "just fill that one up half way. Come, on Ghost King. Do it for the cake."

He made a face and did what she said. "What now?"

She looked up from the box. "Two eggs."

Nico opened the fridge and fished around for two eggs. "But...we only have two left! And you know how I get when I don't get breakfast in the morning," he complained, emerging with an egg in each hand. "This is ridiculous. Baking is overrated."

"The cake, Nico."

Nico let out a defeated sigh. "Fine," he said, and lazily cracked the two eggs and poured them in the bowl.

"Thank you. Now stir it with that whisk thing."

Nico did as told, and they were able to pour it in a cake dish and pop it in the oven for half an hour.

When they heard the beeping, they got up to retrieve the cake and ice it.

After an hour of allowing the cake to cool, fighting over the icing knife, and waiting for the blob of icing to fall off the kitchen ceiling, they settled with a messy lather on the top of the cake.

Finally, the cake was done. They sat on the couch and tried it.

"Hey, that wasn't that bad!" Nico said, his mouth full of cake.

In response, Thalia pulled a small, white piece of eggshell out of her mouth.

A/N: HEEEYYYY.

Okay, I know you must hate me because I've been MIA for the past couple of weeks, but...I'm sahrryyy!

I've been busy. I have new stories coming up possibly, like, three. So you'll love me again when/if they come out.

So yes. This one's really short, sahrryy again. I couldn't think, I have writer's block i think idek

so...R&R? I want cake now.