Hello there! Sorry for the long-ish wait, we were having problems with this one. Also, initially this was just going to be crossover self-indulgence, but then I said "nah, that'd be unfair to people who don't like or watch that" aND THEN RAVENPUFF DID A FULL-ON CURSED CHILD RANT

*clears throat* Anyways. Hopefully you're not upset at the quality of this, I did my best. Well. I suppose. Like most of these, this shot is un-beta'd, we die like Jason. Technically none of my stuff is "beta'd," I just edit it myself, but I just wanted to say the tag.

This week's prompt was a very open-ended one by Ravenpuff, "Time-travel!"

Enjoy! Or not. I can't control what you enjoy or don't.

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If anyone asked Nico if he had the ability to time-travel, he'd roll his eyes and say, "What do you think?" Because time-travel is a fictional concept. Because his shadow travel should only extend to space, and not time. Because he wasn't freaking The Doctor.

Of course, he was lying every time he said those things.

In fairness, Nico didn't learn that he could time travel until after the war with Gaea, when he'd finally been able to relax—or at least, as much relaxing you could do as a demigod. He'd walking around Camp, listening to Hamilton on his headphones (Will's suggestion), and decided that he could use some McDonald's. A happy meal, keeping it classic. (Why change perfection?)

So, he walked into the shade from a nearby tree and thought, Any McDonald's. Was that where he ended up, however? No, of course not. Nope, stupid music got to him and, somehow, he ended up time-travelling to the future.

Things like this happened—more often that Nico would like. He'd be shadow traveling with a destination in mind, get distracted by something or someone, and wham, he ends up in an entirely different destination. You would think that the distraction would correlate with where he ends up, but more often it doesn't than it actually does. (One time he ended up in the middle of a tsunami…not fun.)

Somehow, he had always managed to stay in modern time—until now.

Nico looked around his environment after checking to make sure his body was still intact. He definitely wasn't in America anymore, that was for certain.

He began walking around for a bit—it was a sunny day, warm with a light breeze blowing through the streets. Contrary to popular speculation, Nico was not a vampire—he didn't hate the sun, it just had an unfortunate effect on his skin. (Will was constantly nagging him to apply sun lotion on himself, but Nico could never bring himself to do it. It was just too much of a hassle.)

So far, Nico wasn't really seeing much of anything. Wherever he was just looked like your standard-issue run-of-the-mill town, with brick-paved sidewalks and smelly alleyways. Nico was about to head into one and go to an actual McDonald's, when he spotted a faded poster stuck on the side of a building.

2578's New World Fair—Westview, New Jersey

Hoverjackpacks! Virtual Reality watches!

Come visit us today!

Don't tell this to anyone, but Nico was still a pretty big nerd, particularly of science fiction. Everything from Star Wars (Leo had happily introduced him to it) to The Hunger Games, Nico was there to devour it all. It was just the idea of the future being filled with all of these things that the present could never dream of—or really, just having a future—that made Nico actually excited in his life.

So you can imagine his reaction to seeing this poster that said he was most likely in that Future. He was excited to see go to this "New World Fair," to see what Earth's future looked like if it wasn't complete dystopia. Even if it was fake, there wasn't any harm in attending it.

The question still remained, though, of where Nico was. He knew when he was, but for all he knew he could be in Alaska 2578. Since he knew absolutely nothing of Future's transportation, he decided on shadow-travelling to Westview 2578. Yeah, he was a bit nauseous and his head hurt a little, but that's nothing a little Nectar from back home won't fix.

Westview, New Jersey, 2578. Westview, New Jersey, 2578. Nico thought, willing himself to be absorbed into the shadows. He kept repeating the same words over and over, making sure that he didn't get distracted again. And it worked.

Sort of.

It seems that he sort of underestimated his headache—momentarily he was, once again, distracted by it and started thinking of ambrosia. And where did that take him? None other than the infirmary at Camp Half-Blood, where Will promptly began yelling at Nico that unnecessary shadow travel was bad for him.

. . .

The second time that Nico time-travelled, it was a test. It was only a couple of days after the he'd time-travelled to the future, and now that he was feeling better, he decided to try to go back there. Maybe even get a little something to take back as a souvenir? It'd probably lead to a paradox, but he didn't care that much.

He willed the shadows to flow over himself, thinking hard about his destination—his actual destination. Westview, New Jersey, 2578.

Did he go there? Of course not, what is this, a fic that makes sense?

Somehow—somehow—he stayed in Camp Half-Blood. Just—in the 70s, because of course he was.

70s Camp Half-Blood was a lot different than modern-day Camp Half-Blood. For one thing, you could definitely tell it was the 70s based on the hairstyles alone. Nico had seen enough music videos from the 70s (courtesy of Chiron's terrible taste in music) to recognize afros when he saw one and gods there were a lot of afros here.

The campers had afros. Chiron had an afro. Heck, even Mr. D had an afro. Nico didn't understand anything about that disgusting hairstyle that made anyone want to have it. It was essentially a bush on your head.

Nico squinted up at the sun. If his memory served him right, then this was around the time that the notorious Orientation video was filmed. He groaned—he had to get out of here before it was.

He walked into the shade of a nearby tree, just like how he did the first time he accidentally time-travelled. He kept his head down, trying to make himself as small as possible so that no one saw him and started interrogating him.

It didn't work. Some demigod called out to him as he reached the shadow. Not wanting to answer any questions, Nico willed the shadows to cover over him, begging to actually be taken to Camp Half-Blood, modern times. Unfortunately, the demigod who called out to him was closer than he thought, and grabbed onto Nico's arm just as he was about to leave.

And that's how Nico ended up accidentally time-travelling for the third time.

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Sorry for the bad ending… I ran out of ideas. I'm open to doing continuation one-shots with this, though, if anyone wants me to. Hopefully I'll actually edit it so it's not trash.

Thank you so much for your patience, it means a lot to us. But I DID say that updates will be inconsistent, so… *shrugs*

Gonna start replying to reviews here!

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