This chapter is short and terribly written. My apologies, I'm really sick and I missed school today so I should have been writing, but I was too tired. Sorry about the bad post.

Chapter 25

Published by Jasonthefanboy17 on 8/24/14

"Kiss me again," Said the child of death. Will obliged. Nico felt like a million bucks, which was not quite as much money as how much Jason owed Piper for a Solangelo bet. Now, I know what you guys are thinking: Eww, Jason! Why are you such a stalker? Just to let you know, I'm not. And they were only kissing! It's not like it was anything serious. Anyway, there I was, hiding in a bush behind them, because isn't that what friends are for? So these two lovebirds are kissing each other, completely oblivious to the fact that I'm literally right behind them. Pictures are below! Seriously, guys. I got pictures. I'm out for tonight!

-Jason

"I thought you would like this one," Will mumbled. They were back on Half-Blood Hill, yet again. For the second time, they were saying farewell to their camp and saying hello to the unknown. When Will got back to camp, his sister, Emilia, had told his other siblings that they were returning without the chariot. She had the gift of prophecy, so she knew they wouldn't be staying for long. So, his siblings teamed up with the Hephaestus cabin, and of course, Jason, to build a new chariot. Their new mode of transportation was pitch black with blindingly bright gold swirls running through it. Will thought it was pretty cool.

"I love it," Nico said, running his fingers over the gold designs. "Should we see what's on the inside?"

"Be my guest," Will said, grabbing his and Nico's bags. He dropped them quickly and rushed to the door. He opened it slowly and pushed Nico through. "Nico di Angelo, may I present to you... Our new ride!" Will wasn't expecting much, but the sight of the chariot's interior made his jaw drop below sea level. It was amazing.

"Dude!" Nico squealed. He sounded like an excited ten-year-old. "That TV is huge! And those speakers? AWESOME!"

"Yeah, this is crazy," Will said as he fell on the bed. It was pretty comfy, but then he realized something... "Nico, why is there only one bed?"

"What? Wait, one bed? Oh my Gods, JASON!" Nico cursed. He walked over to the bed and grabbed a pillow to throw at something. The younger boy glanced at the pillow and threw a minor fit.

"What? Nico, what does it say?"

"It says: My side. And the other one says: Your side. What the hell, Jason? How would he feel if I was this intrusive with him and Piper? Maybe, whenever they're together, I should just start screaming 'MAKE OUT!' I wonder how he would feel about that! This is not acceptable!" Nico continued to rant about Jason's weirdness. No wonder the kid was always mad, Jason was literally insane.

"Look, Neeks, it's fine. We'll figure it out, okay? Just please, stop throwing things!" Nico returned his request by chucking one of his hair products out the window. "Nico! We have bigger problems than this! We have to find Hazel, remember? And that was my favorite gel..."

"Fine. Fine! We'll deal with it! I'll just sleep on the couch-" Nico was cut off when Lou Ellen and Cecil barged into the chariot.

"I like it," Lou Ellen chirped. "By the way, we're coming with you!"

"I told you it's not safe!" Will said, his voice elevating. Yes, he had missed his friends, but if anything happened to them he would never forgive himself. Cecil and Lou Ellen were possibly even worse at combat than him. The daughter of Hecate could cast spells, but it took a lot of energy. As for Cecil... his fighting strategy was: Just swing and hope you hit something! "You're not coming with us."

"Oh, sure!" Cecil coughed. "It's not safe! Look here, Solace. I'm not the legless, emotional-disturbed demigod in the room, so I suggest you shut your trap. Plus, we'd be really helpful! I mean, we would find Hazel, like, twice as fast!"

"Look, Cecil," Nico started. "We really appreciate your off-"

"Oooh! I call pullout couch!" Lou Ellen yelped. She snapped her fingers and suddenly the bed was made, and she was unpacked. "Cecil, dearest, why don't you get the other couch?" Cecil winked at Will and then walked over to the couch. Obviously, they weren't going to be able to get rid of the duo so easily.

"Go. Upstairs. Now." Will grumbled angrily. These guys were his friends, but they were seriously pissing him off. The upstairs was really small. It was like an attic, but it had a couch, so it would be all good. "Go up, or go away!" Lou Ellen and Cecil scurried up the stairs.

"They can't come with us!" Nico hissed.

"I know! Look, I'm just trying not to be mean. We just have to get them out of here. It's bad enough that I'm risking losing you..." Will trailed off. He hadn't really ever thought about losing Nico. For some reason, he subconsciously believed that whatever they had would go on forever.

"You won't lose me, but we have to lose them! I'm going upstairs, grabbing them, and the shadow traveling them to the edge of camp. Then I'll shadow travel back. Don't try to stop me." And with thst, the son of Hades rushed up the stairs, leaving Will behind.

"This better work," He mumbled. "I don't want her to turn him into a pig..."

"I'm back," Nico wheezed, collapsing onto the bed. "They're gone."

"You just almost killed yourself! What did I say about your Underworld-y stuff?" He expected a response, but by the end of his sentence Nico had passed out on the bed. He was curled up and cozy with the 'My Side' Pillow. Will tucked him in, and crawled over to his side of the bed. "Screw you, Jason." He muttered as he drifted to sleep.

I don't like the Jason fic idea. I don't think I'm going to use it. Leave a review below to let me know your thoughts about this horribly written, awkward, crammed chapter.