The sky was blue, sprinkles of sunshine danced through the leaves of treetops and Jason's voice babbled like a nice little stream on his left. Life was good, Percy decided then and there.

He chuckled to himself when he witnessed another painful encounter between Will Solace and the son of Hades. It was almost a bit cruel to watch him ruin every chance he had with the younger demigod.

"Feel my shirt," the healer said obnoxiously cheerful as he freaking hugged poor Nico. "That's boyfriend material."

Yikes.

"It looks a little too clingy and hard to maintain," Nico mumbled. His face pressed flat against itchy green scrubs - clearly more than embarrassed and totally uncomfortable in the situation the other put him in.

Next to him, Jason gritted his teeth while Percy snickered.

As always one of Will's friends came to the rescue. Out of a nearby bush jumped Lou Ellen.

"Will!" She dashed forward, announcing that there was an accident in the forge and Will was needed right freaking now.

"How about someone else -"

"No!" Lou snapped, already pulling him of a slightly flustered ghost king, and dragging him away. The girl seemed 100% done with this shit. "Sorry," she called over her shoulder to Nico, but not really looking.

Nico watched them disappear before shooting a very pointed glare in Percy's direction which the son of Poseidon ignored.

Yeah, life was good.

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Life was not good, definitely not good. Life was in danger! All of Percy's survival instincts screamed: Alarm!

It started innocent enough. After dinner, he'd split up with Jason and Leo. The light got a little dimmer, totally normal, the shadows turned a tad darker, nothing to worry, and then death was upon him. Fuck. Suddenly the sky was black - a rough oily midnight one. No sunlight, just doom.

"How dare you," the son of Hades snarled, gripping his shirt with both fists and slamming him against the next solid surface in reach. A brick wall.

Percy tried to twist out of the hold. Not a chance. He knew he was screwed.

"What are we to you? Some single doll edition you can smash together so you can see what sticks?" Nico's voice hissed angrily.

"I am Sorry!" Percy squeaked.

"Oh, you will be," the prince of the underworld promised cold.

"Um, Nico buddy, you got a little evil on your face," he tried to lighten the mood.

"No Jackson. This is your one and only warning: Mind. Your. Own. Damn. Business! If I ever catch you again I am gonna end you," Nico said, slowly, so that Percy's brain could follow despite being full of kelp.

"Understood."