Death's Diary (Read And Die!)

by NicolaQ

Guys; you will not believe what I'm reading right now. Nico di Angelo's— as in THE Nico di Angelo's— diary. Written since Last Olympian. I haven't died yet, meaning you won't either; so join me in listening to Nico's secrets from the shadows of his soul. Rated T because cazzo means a lot of things in Italian.

19. Chapter 19

019

So I can't do anything to Apollo. He's mortal now.

Yes, that makes him easier to kill; but he has his own problems.

To start; Margaret Thatcher Crotchkicker McCaffrey.

Right in the name, she's trouble. Her first orders of business after hauling Lester Papa-of-William (or whatever code name Apollo has now), was to poke Connor in the eyes and do some... brutal damage to Sherman Yang. Again; right in the name. (And the crotch.)

And as I said, Apollo's mortal and Meg's slave. (I wonder which one's worse.)

We told him about the disappearances and it seems he has his merda cut out for him.

In conclusion, I can't murder my boyfriend's father because it seems he's going to die of either back breaking work or embarrassment while he's here.

That's right. I have a boyfriend. But don't tell him I called him that; he's caused me enough embarrassment for that only today.

Nico di Angelo.