Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rick Riordan's works.
Warnings: slash, nosy/overprotective friends, embarrassing mothers, ice cream cones
Hope all of you guys going back to school (my little sister does tomorrow) have a good year!
Enjoy!
Nico stared at the offending object that his boyfriend was holding in front of his face.
"Is that…black ice cream?!" the Son of Hades asked, genuinely baffled.
Will Solace, Son of Apollo, grinned at him from behind his own yellow pineapple-flavored ice cream, still holding out the black one to Nico. "Just try it."
Nico reluctantly took the offending object. "It's not some disgusting flavor, is it? I heard squid ink flavored ice cream is a thing in Japan."
Will grimaced. "Ick. No, it's not some horrible flavor."
Nico continued to stare at the black dairy product dubiously.
"It's going to melt." Will pointed out, eyeing the black drops already beginning to run down the cone.
At that, Nico sighed. "Fine. But I will steal yours if it is gross."
Will nodded in absentminded agreement as Nico tentatively gave his treat a lick.
(Sorry for the unintentional but still acknowledged innuendo.)
Immediately, his eyebrows furrowed. "This is vanilla."
"Told you that you had nothing to worry about!" Will sang cheerfully. "They just added food coloring. Or something. I'm not sure."
Nico rolled his eyes but continued to eat it.
Ten minutes later, once they'd finished their cones, Will noticed something.
"Your tongue is black!" he guffawed. "Just like your soul!"
Nico, for his part, thought that the Son of Apollo looked far too amused.
And so he swiftly reached out and grabbed Will by the shirt, holding him in place as Nico leaned up to kiss his boyfriend, the kiss quickly deepening as Will realized what was happening.
A minute later Nico pulled away from his now dazed boyfriend.
"Stick your tongue out at me." Nico ordered, taking ahold of his boyfriend's tongue when he did so and pulling it out a bit further so that Will (who was now going cross-eyed) could see that his tongue was black now, too.
"Looks like I've infected you." Nico said thoughtfully, letting go of the wet appendage, not bothered at all by the saliva now on his fingers.
(Seriously, why would he be? They'd just 'played tonsil hockey' not thirty seconds ago.)
And he walked away, calling over his shoulder. "Come on, Sunshine! I think I want to get some more of that ice cream…"
And Will followed, a grin slowly overtaking his face.
About a hundred feet away, Annabeth groaned in despair.
"Percy." She tried. "When you asked me to come to the Boardwalk with you, I thought you meant as a date. Not to spy on Nico and Will's date."
"Sh!" the Son of Poseidon quieted his girlfriend as he ducked behind a fishing pole when he thought that Nico was about to see him.
Yeah. A fishing pole.
'Told you, dear.' Athena sent the message telepathically.
'Quit it, mom.' The Daughter of Athena projected back. 'I have more than enough brains for the two of us.'
No response, until…
'I don't know, dear.' And for once Athena didn't sound smug as Percy did a classic somersault to his next hiding spot, humming the Mission Impossible tune as he did so. 'That's a lot to make up for. I fear for any children he has a part in conceiving.'
Percy was so busy in his self-proclaimed mission to make sure that Will didn't hurt Nico (though anyone with sense would tell him he'd never do that) that he didn't notice Annabeth turn redder than Apollo's sacred cows.
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