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I'm currently writing out a BROMANCE! Drabble that should be up within the next few days! Also, my Merman!Percy story is well on its way! You should expect to see cameos from other gods/goddesses soon!
Nico gets lost in the Underworld.
^Aha! I said I'd upload something, didn't I? (I spent quite a lot of time digging this out of my files and re-re-re-re-editing it. I wrote this a long time ago. I write better now. (I gagged reading over it.)) This one is mine. Enjoy.
-Paint.
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So this is what being grounded is like
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The underworld probably wasn't the best place to be lost in, especially if you were not dead, and not in Hades's good books.
In other words, Hades was furious with Nico for slacking off ( Hey, walking around, soul-herding souls can get boring), Nico's super abilities a.k.a shadow-travelling and doing weird mumbo-jumbo with mud and dirt, wasn't working for some unknown reason (surprise, surprise).
He was, for the first time, lost in the Underworld, and to his utter disbelief (not), he was broke (which may or may not have anything to do with a certain god of wealth).
Nico grumbled as his kicked over a rotting, severed head and cursed Hades to a lifetime in the Underworld. For some reason it didn't work.
"This is hopeless."
He was lost in his home territory, for gods' sakes, talk about humiliation.
He jogged through the fields of stinking bones and deadly riverbanks, trying to find some sort of way back to the DOA studios without dying.
He tried summoning a ghost to lead him back, but it was . . . not successful.
Nico managed to get through to a ghost and asked nicely (because, yes, demanding with lots of yelling and pounding of fists was proven ineffective on ghosts, he'd already tested it out.) for a way back to the more populated parts of the Underworld.
But of course, no.
Apparently, all inhabitants of the Underworld had higher orders to ignore the demands of the ghost king.
(Nico had a nagging feeling that Hades was enjoying this, and for good reason too. Hades had an annoying habit of sending demigods on useless, time-consuming, and most likely deadly walkabouts, purely for his own amusement. The term 'demigods' includes his own son.)
Nico glared at the offending ghost and waved him off with a glare. He looked at all the dead stuff that littered this . . . unknown place and at the remains of his happy meals box that he always carried around (Hey, you never know when you can kill a monster with the amazing weapon known as Macca's chicken wings.), and of course, he got one of his well known (And hated) Nico ideas.
He looked at the heaps of rotting meat and grumbled. Today was definitely not a good day for him. First his aviators jacket got shish-kebabed by Percy's sword, (He'll never get the hang of a ballpoint pen turning into a sword.), then he was turned into a daffodil by Persephone (again), Annabeth had told him off for crushing her blueprints between two walls of obsidian, which just happened to magically appear when Nico walked into the Athena cabin (What? her reaction was worth it) , then he let Lara Croft escape death again (he swore, that lady died 4089740+ times already, and this was . . . the 4089747th time? Who knows?), then he managed to piss Hades off.
Yep great job, all he needed to do to top his bad luck for the day is scoop dead meat into happy meal containers.
That, which he was about to do.
Nico took his sword out from his way too long sheath and flicked the remains of dead bodies into the hot chips pack, then into the chicken nugget box, after that, into the hamburger bag. He chucked it into the Phlegethon, sent a quick prayer to Hades, and hoped for the best.
(If Poseidon can have seafood, why can't Hades have bones and dead bodies?)
He didn't get the desired results.
Nico felt a rough, cold arms grab him in a choke-hold.
"ARGH. STOP IT. NOW. THE SMELL!"
Twisting slightly, he caught sight of souls woven into fabric. Their eyes streamed with tears. They seemed to plead for mercy while Hades himself towered over him. His features were strained, almost as if he were constipated.
"I SAID STOP. NO MORE RUBBISH HERE. WHY ROTTEN FLESH? WHY NOT AMBROSIA? OR M 'N Ms? GAH. I SAID STOP SENDING ME ROTTEN FLESH. STOPPP. THAT'S IT. OUT. OUUUTTT. AWAY WITH YOU!"
Nico didn't know what was going on. He didn't know why he couldn't breathe. He didn't know why his vision was black. He didn't know why he was falling through nothing at such a speed. He didn't know why he felt like he was being ripped apart.
As if someone sent a strong kick to his back, he stumbled out of a shadow. Nico patted himself all over, making sure everything was still intact. After checking his ears were stuck to his head, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Oh kaay?"
A stick knocked him over the head, followed by a basket.
"Gǔn chū wǒ de fāngshì, niánqīng rén!"
Nico stared at him, confused and slightly disoriented.
"Oh! Sorry . . ."
The man huffed, and strided forward, knocking into Nico once again.
"Qīngshàonián zhèxiē tiān!"
"Sorry, he can be like that sometimes."
Nico detected a faint Chinese accent. A man, slightly taller than the one who just walked into him, smiled at Nico sympathetically.
"It's okay."
He got teleported out into the middle of China, but that was good enough for him, at least he wasn't going to wander around the Underworld until he died any more.
All he needed to do now was figure out how to turn the mop of bright yellow dandelions that were currently growing wildly on his head, back into his normal hair, thankyouverymuch.
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Hehe. Not my best. Old work. But I am working on two other one-shots and the next chapter for my other story, right now, well right now for me. Yes, they will be much better than what you just can thank DF for making it less off.
Translations according to Google Translator. (Google Translator was the main reason I lost marks in my French test. *huff* I don't trust it anymore. I apologize if anything is incorrect. If you know something is wrong, drop it in the reviews, I'll change it right away.)
"Gǔn chū wǒ de fāngshì, niánqīng rén!"
^ Get out of my way, young man!
"Qīngshàonián zhèxiē tiān!"
^Teenagers these days!
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-Paint.
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