"I need fourteen copies of the business summary, five year plan, the mission and vision statements, and the economic graphs. After that, I'll need you to page Tony and hook him up to a conference call before he can run away from his responsibilities again. Next will be checking up on the new secretary in the Avenger's Tower, seeing as it is his first day and seems to be utterly incompetent at his job. If you see any of Tony's superhero playmates, ignore all of them, they aren't your main priority. Lastly I'll have you go and pick up some lunch for the both of us, and that should bring us to noon where we'll take a thirty minute break for physical therapy before your next set of task. Understood?"
Will's eyes just kept getting wider and wider, not being able to keep up with the information. He seemed to cower under Pepper's harsh business-like gaze, his shoulders hunching in on him as to shield hom from the onslaught of tasks. Pepper sighed; this was a bit too much for anyone. Maybe she should take five minutes and write it all down for him.
"...How about you start with a coffee? I like mine with two sugars," Pepper Potts grinned, ridding herself of the strictly business facade she puts on daily, "You can get whatever you'd like, Will."
That was something he knew how to do. A shy smile made its way onto Will's face, "Just point me in the direction of the coffee machine and I'll go get some for you, Miss Potts." She explained where the location was, and off he went.
Gods, this was going to be terribly confusing. Will walked down the hallways as he thought about the complexity it was being Pepper's assistant; maybe the last guy couldn't keep up and she fired them? And all that she said was before they even started therapy! Sure, he had some stuff lined up for her today to do, but her schedule seemed so much more organized and complex than anything he had ever done (well, the files in the Big House were pretty complex).
As he filled a cup of coffee and put in the correct amount of sugars, he glanced over at the others in the office space of Stark Industries. Few stopped and paid him any mind; actually, when Will said hello to someone, they flatout ignored him in favor of their paperwork. How rude to the CEO's assistant.
Will didn't get himself any coffee like Pepper suggested; he just had some with Nico before he left for work. No point in making his ADHD worse than it already was.
He sighed as he mixed the coffee while he walked back towards Pepper's private office. A wave was sent to an office worker's way, who just groaned at Will's cheeriness in the morning. Will just rolled his eyes and kept on walking. Maybe he shouldn't try to make friends here.
Eventually finding himself back at the door to Stark Industries' CEO's office, will opened the door with the coffee in hand. Pepper was there waiting for him, writing down some notes on a piece of paper. Will handed her the coffee wordlessly, and she took a long swig before picking up the pencil once more to continue writing.
He leaned over the desk to peer at what it was; a to-do list so meticulously made it would give Annabeth a run for her money. Pepper caught his gaze and spoke as she finished the last two lines, "These are your tasks for the day, and I expect you to be back here by noon with the food so we can have some lunch and do the therapeutic exercises for my shoulder. Next on the list after coffee is…" She ran a finger down the paper to find what she was looking for, "Ah! Making the fourteen copies of this stack of papers!"
She grabbed a handle on her desk and pulled to reveal the papers she was talking about. Will looked concernedly at it; it looked really heavy. He grabbed them out of the drawer so Pepper wouldn't have to strain her shoulder getting them for him. Stuffing the to-do list in his back pocket, the demigod smiled and began walking away, "I'll get these on your desk right away!"
As soon as he stepped out of the office, he realized two things. One, he had no clue where the copying machine was. Two, he had no clue how to even work a copying machine. Honestly, if he hadn't seen what one looks like on television, he wouldn't know what it would've looked like.
A mail carrier pushed their cart past him, whistling. On the top shelf of his cart was letters to employees, but the bottom were hundreds of blank papers for people to grab and use. Will smiled; even though he didn't know how to use a copier didn't mean he couldn't copy the reports!
So he borrowed (okay, maybe took all the papers when the mailman wasn't looking) and hurried off to find a place to hand-write all the reports. He sent out a quick prayer to the gods to bless him with decent handwriting, and got to work.
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His hand hurt bad.
Gods, the muscles underneath seemed to spasm with even the thought of picking up anything else; it was a miracle he even made it back to Pepper's office without dropping the stack of copied reports that towered past his head. Though seeing her exasperated look at realizing that he copied everything by hand was hilarious to see.
Pepper had already called Tony for him, mainly because he was in the middle of copying papers and had no time to before the conference would have started. He crossed coffee, copy reports, and call Tony off of his list.
That brings him to where he is now; inside a cab watching the rainfall while heading to the Avengers' Tower to check up on the secretary that Pepper apparently doesn't like at all. He clenched his hand tightly to relieve some of the pain, regretting that he had brought no nectar or ambrosia with him to work. No matter; he gripped his hands together as if he were praying and whispered a quick hymn, focusing his energy on healing his hands up.
It didn't take long for him to see a bit of glowing light coming from his palms, but the small bit of light didn't seem to catch the attention of the driver. Will released a breath he didn't realize he was holding when he found that the driver was still looking straight ahead. But along with relief came annoyance; what was it with people ignoring him today?!
But the driver ignoring him was a plus, seeing as if he did see him then it would be kind of awkward to explain light in his hands. He needed all of his social skills to 'check up' on the Avengers' Tower secretary, and he feels as if he's going to have to be able to withstand awkward interactions with whoever is at the front desk. Will traced a rain drop on his window as he vaguely wondered how a person was able to get a secretary job at Avengers' Tower when Pepper didn't like them.
The taxi driver pulled up to the tower, and Will handed the man some money from his wallet to pay for the ride. This close to the building, like he was weeks ago when Pepper was first hurt, he was still impressed by the sheer size of the place. Taking a deep breath, Will walked in the door to see two elevators, a decent lounge area for a lobby, and a large front desk with a man behind the counter.
The son of Apollo put a smile on his face walked up, waving to the man, "Hello! I'm Will Solace, Pepper's new assistant. I'm here to ask a few questions on Miss Potts' behalf?"
The man lazily looked up, and Will had the urge not to cringe. A frown quickly turned into a smile, but Will could tell it was forced. Something behind those dark blue eyes didn't sit well with Will. The man's hair was pulled back into a harsh ponytail, so tight it looked as if it hurt. The amount of gel he used to keep the dark locks slicked back made Will's nose twitch; when Nico used gel, that was on occasion. But at least his boyfriend new the correct amount to use.
His voice purred as he spoke, "Of course." The man leaned back in his chair and extended a hand, making Will lean over the counter to shake it. The demigod's jaw clenched, "What questions do you have for me, Mr. Solace?"
"Just a few standard ones, um… What's your name?" Will slyly wiped his hand on the front of his pants, trying to rid himself of the feeling of the man's sweaty hand wrapping around his own.
"Chad Brohnson." The greasy-haired man purred. Will gulped.
The son of Apollo got out a piece of paper full of questions Pepper came up with, "Has anyone offered you anything for access to rooms?"
"A few crazed fans, but they were told to leave fairly quickly," Chad got a thoughtful look on his face, "I have a feeling one of them were from the press, but I turned her away as fast as possible. Mr. Stark doesn't want the press crawling about in here."
"And have any of those people try bribing you stay in the lobby?"
"Nope," The man had a smile on his face, "They huffed outta here. Got mad that I wouldn't let them see their precious heroes. But hey, what the boss man says, goes. Not gonna lose my job over a fan or two."
Will nodded. Even though the man seemed a bit slimy and unapproachable, he had good work ethics when it came to keeping people out of the tower, "Alright, fair enough. If a person were to come in offering a gift to an Avenger, what do you do with the gift?"
"Throw it out." Chad said, devoid of any emotion, "You never know what sort of weapon or device could be hidden in a simple gift. Or you know… I could just keep it if I'm that worried and check it myself." He had wickedly sly grin on his face.
The blond clenched his jaw, "Of course that's completely reasonable." It wasn't reasonable; they were supposed to refuse gifts. But he needed honest answers, and if the man was turned off by Will judging him for anything he did, Chad would just put up a facade and fake his answers. No, to get any real information, Will was told to agree with Chad's reasonings so he could find out if he was competent or not. Something just wasn't right in the way he seemed to leer over Will, and neither was the way his eyes lingered around Will's body. Will suppressed a shiver and asked the next question.
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Nico jumped off a building, something he wasn't planning on doing earlier in the day.
The three basilisks behind him were also new. First he finds himself being shot at by some very tattooed individuals, and the next thing he finds is he's being chased by monsters of all shapes and sizes. Honestly, stopping the gang activity wouldn't be something inherently bad, and it was something Nico was debating for awhile. So he just decided to investigate, and not take part in turning them in quite yet.
But the fact that they had monsters on their side messed up his plan of laying low.
One of his boots were gone, and his sock hit the wet pavement with a splash as he landed and stumbled back into a run. He could hear the pants of a few hellhounds behind him, but he didn't risk looking back, not until he was guaranteed that he would win the fight. The cackle of empousa filled his ears, making the sound of the rain falling be some sort of background noise to the inhuman screeches.
He rounded a corner, one of his legs falling under him as he glided into the empty street. He ran a hand along the wet pavement to balance himself and felt a pull in his gut. As he released his hold on the ground, he heard the sound of pavement crumbling. A wry grin was put on his face as he heard shouts and yelps of surprise as a few fell into his trap.
But some were still there, and he knew that with the little energy he had left he wouldn't be able to shadow travel out of there. It was either he get them off his tail, or kill them. No time to think, a shot of fire flew past his head, burning some hair and making his ear feel bright red. It started ringing, which he thought wasn't such a good thing for it to be doing.
With a shoe lost and an ear not working, Nico jumped up just in time for a claw to miss his legs and made an arc downward with his sword. The hellhound whimpered in surprise and withdrew its paw, but kept running despite the injury.
Now all that was left chasing him were two hellhounds, three basilisks, and either two or three empousa. Not too terrible odds, but Nico would've appreciated any help heading his way. No mortals in sight yet, but Nico had to remember to stick to less populated areas in order to avoid anyone else getting hurt.
Fighting was the only way out of this, then. Nico let out a soft growl as he failed to dodge the second claw swiping at him, hitting his side. It was shallow, thank the gods, but it still stung. That empousa was going to regret that.
Before any of the monsters could react, Nico kicked off of the wall next to him, pushing him out into the street and away from the creatures. He looked up from his kneeling position and smirked before slamming his hand on the concrete.
The shadows swirled around his hand, and his slight umbrakinesis was all it took to make a dozen daggers to shoot out from the darkness at the monsters. Golden dust soon blew in the harsh rainy winds, and a few grains stuck to Nico's skin, giving him an odd ethereal glow. His skin paled at the use of his powers, but he knew he was far from at his limit.
The only creatures left were the basilisks and two empousa. He could take the empousa by themselves with relative ease, but the basilisks were a different story; they were poisonous to the touch, and could kill you with a slight mishap of one's fingertips brushing on their skin. Frank once told Nico a story about a basilisk touching a bow and the bow dissolved in front of him! Not only was that thought terrifying, but they breathed fire. A wonderful combination.
An empousa lunged first, one flanking his left side and the other on his right. He twirled away from one of the claws sent his way, and lashed out with his sword at the other. She hissed in anger and pounced on him, sitting on his back. He bucked backwards to try and get her off of him, but to no avail. A basilisk struck then in his moment of panic, and Nico, wide eyed, whirled around. The snake like monster bit the empousa, but in its rage didn't realize that it wasn't Nico and kept biting it again and again until the she demon was nothing but dust.
Well, that's one way to get rid of a monster.
Nico then decided it was time to finish the fight, and lunged at the last empousa. His blade met her claws, which guided the sword away from her body. He grunted in surprise as he was thrown off balance and fell to the pavement. The three basilisks and the one empousa leered over him, and the son of Hades gulped as the three basilisks blew out fire at his body.
He rolled out from under their attack, the fire grazing his sock and heating up his foot to an unnatural warmth, so much that he winced as he placed some weight on it. The empousa's bright flaming hair snaked its way down her arms and toward Nico, who was still recovering from the last attack.
He jumped backward and landed on his back once more. He pressed his hands toward the ground and felt the street crack beneath his fingertips. Nico knew he only had so much energy left before any use of energy would become life threatening. Hopefully Will would forgive for using so much energy, but that was an argument for another day.
The street cracked outwards from his hand, and his sword glowed a purplish light as he channeled his energy into it. Before the monsters could move, Nico thrust the sword into the premade cracks, and the street opened to reveal a wide chasm. To any onlooker, the hole would seem endless, but Nico knew better. He could see the faint fire at the bottom, knew the pain of being down there.
The monsters clawed at the chasm, trying to climb back up. A basilisk blew forth fire in vain, hitting Nico in the chest, but propelled itself backwards into the pit, screaming the entire way down. Nico grunted at the sudden pain, but kept his sword in the ground to keep the chasm open.
When all had fallen in, along with a couple of cars, Nico twisted his body to feel that tug in his stomach once again, like he was on the drop of a roller coaster, or if Jason dropped him in midair. The hole in the ground closed, and the screeches disappeared, leaving Nico to hear only the rain around him and his own ragged breathing.
He took a moment to assess himself; his ear was burnt, as was his chest and foot. The only other injury was that slash in his side, which could be easily medicated with a sip of nectar. The burns however would need some ambrosia as well. Not too much, seeing as he'd burn to death, but enough to heal up.
One thing Nico knew for sure: if mortals were messing around allying themselves with monsters, then something serious was going on. He needed to talk to Will and investigate this further.
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Tony Stark and Bruce Banner watched the screen carefully. Small red blips were showing up everywhere on the hologram, and Tony clenched his jaw at the increased number it was from prior weeks.
Bruce looked over, carefully and delicately handling the situation, "You won't be able to catch whoever did this to Pepper with the gang rate as it is, Tony."
The man in question rubbed a hand over his tired eyes. When he had heard that the men who had hurt Pepper had not been caught, he worked like a madman to try and find the culprits. It turns out there was more gang activity in New York than he had originally thought, even with the Avengers stationed there, which made little sense to Tony. People that wanted to commit crimes should want to shy away from the city that the Avengers resided in. Unless the were attention seekers, wanting their name to be known far and wide. Or something was bringing them to NYC, but the first theory sounded much more sound.
"The Avengers are for stopping worldwide crises, Tony," Banner said, minding that gleam in the inventor's eyes, "We don't gather together to stop a few guys in alleyways. That's the police's job, hell, that's Spiderman's job. We'd cause too much collateral damage for this to be a good idea."
"But the increased amount of casualties from these fights is skyrocketing, Bruce!" Tony threw up his arms in exasperation, and although Bruce didn't want to, he had to agree with the billionaire; more and more people were getting hurt.
The scientist frowned, but knew he was going to have to compromise with Tony Stark, "How about this," He licked his dry lips and cleared his throat, "Some Avengers go one patrol together, and the ones that would cause too much damage if involved-" he gestured to himself, "-stay behind. A few people a night just watching the streets." Banner waved his hand, closing the hologram and shutting the laptop in one swoop.
Tony's face broke out into a signature devious smile, but before he could get in another word, Pepper walked in followed by a familiar looking blond man. Tony couldn't place the face with anyone, but he felt like he should.
The blond man was following Pepper like a lost puppy, constantly telling her that she should let him open doors for her. Tony clenched his jaw, faintly wondering if the blond male was trying to 'make moves' on the business woman. His hair was ruffled, like he had run his hand through it over and over again, and his bright blue eyes skimmed over everything in the living room. Tony couldn't see, but Bruce saw the way Will's eyes lingered on exit points in the room, and almost longer when studying the two males in front of him.
Steve did the same thing walking into a new room, as did Natasha and Clint. It was the sign of a trained soldier or spy, but Bruce didn't want to think of the man that way. His face was open, friendly, and the freckles covering his face, neck, and hands gave a childish air to him that made others happy to be around him. Even though his face was etched in worry, he still maintained that air of kindness he wore.
"Miss Potts, you can't risk hurting your shoulder! Let me help you carry your purse!"
Pepper didn't look behind her as she kept walking towards the two scientists, "Will, I think I'll be okay carrying a purse." Bruce took this time to notice the new additions to Pepper's sling; a variety of stickers ranging from gold stars to butterflies. The 'bipolar' man realized this was the same kid that was helping Pepper get better, and he had no doubt Will gave them to her for performing well in physical therapy.
Tony pointed at the blond haired male, "Who're you, kid?"
The man looked almost disappointed, but a gentle smile stayed on his face, "It's Will; I helped-"
"He saved my life. You remember Will, right? The young doctor you were impressed by two weeks ago?" She gestured toward the blushing blond with her purse, who was busy studying his shoes. Tony's eyes lit up in acknowledgement, and Pepper gave a slight grin at realizing that Tony finally remembered the kid, "I'm going to be taking him on a tour of Avenger's Tower today, seeing as I spend much of my time in my office here."
She glanced at WIll one more time, who was bashfully looking up at the two heroes, and gave him a light-hearted glare, "And I need to teach him how to use a copier."
Bruce blinked in surprise, "You don't know how to use a copier?"
Will opened his mouth to defend himself, but Pepper beat him to the punch, "He hand wrote fourteen copies of the business plans, statements, and even drew the color-coded graphs of our finances!" She gave off a slight laugh, and the two men softly laughed along with her.
"It's not my fault I didn't know how to work the gods-damned thing," Will muttered under his breath. He scratched the back of his neck, averting his eyes from the other adults in front of him.
Tony reached over and clapped a hand on the son of Apollo's shoulder, making the blond flinch, and Tony gave him a slight smirk as he spoke, "Don't worry about it, Willy." His grin spread as he saw the kid visible cringe at the nickname, "We'll teach you the basics."
Pepper grabbed Will's arm, no easy feat while she was still clutching her purse, and yanked Will out of Tony's grasp, "You will not be corrupting my assistant."
Banner and Will both smiled as the two of them bickered with one another. As the two argued with one another on who was going to teach Will, Bruce held out a hand to the blond, "My name's Bruce Banner. I take it you're Pepper's physical therapist?"
Will smiled widely and clasped Bruce's hand in his own. Bruce wondered if it was a trick of the light, or if Will's freckles glowed slightly, "Yeah. I'm Will Solace." His fingers were long and nimble, wrapping almost around the side of Bruce's wrist as they shook hands.
"It's nice to meet you, Will." They released hands, and Bruce continued on, "So what type of techniques are you using for her therapy?"
Will shrugged, "Nothing to extraneous to start; we did a few simple stretches today. In a few weeks she should be able to strengthen it by using weights, but so far all we've managed were simple shoulder rolls."
Bruce nodded his head, understanding the situation. Physical therapy was a hard thing to do, especially when it involved rehabilitating an entire rotator cuff and some torn tendons, "Are you going to college for any of your doctoring yet?"
"No, I'm not," Will shook his head before putting his hand on his chin, "I've been thinking about going, but I'm just not sure where to go. And I still don't have enough personal funds to go anywhere out of state."
"You don't have to go out of state for a good college, Will. There are many good medical schools in New York, you just have to look." Bruce gave the younger man a large smile, warming Will's heart and lifting his spirits. Maybe he could go to college, even with his responsibility to be at Camp, "Maybe I can help you hunt for some decent colleges, yeah? It'd be fun to see how the educational systems have changed since I've been."
Will gave a wry grin up at the doctor in front of him, and although he couldn't tell, the freckles on his hands flashed a dull golden color, telling of how happy he was with the offer, "That would be great, Dr. Banner."
"Call me Bruce." The two men grinned at each other before Will felt a sharp-nailed hand wrap around his arm and pull him away. He gave a yelp of surprise as the injured woman held him close to her side with her good arm, and he was shocked to see that her good arm was still incredibly strong.
She narrowed her eyes at Tony Stark, "I'm going to be taking my assistant to my office and show him the basics. You are going to leave him alone while this is happening; understood?"
Both men nodded, but if she was right, then as soon as Will's job was over, he'd be stolen by Tony. Which might be a problem, since she had overheard from Tony that last he had called, he had a supposed 'girlfriend' that was supposed to go on a date with him later that night.
Three hours later, and with many papercuts acquired, Will collapsed in one of Pepper's spinning chairs, not bothering to slow down the spins with his foot. He looked up as Pepper cleared her throat, sighing at the sight of the tired boy. She had overworked him, and everything Pepper had mentioned must have been overwhelming on the first day, "Will, you're free to go."
He lifted up his head from the chair, "Are you sure there isn't anything else to do?" Pepper smiled at him, happy that he would ask even in the exhausted state he was in. The kid was too nice for his own good, "I could get you a heating ack for your shoulder, or-"
"Will, just go out with your date," She chuckled, "I realize that Tony and I had interrupted one with your girlfriend earlier, so you should make it up to her. Get her some flowers, or chocolate and have a nice night."
A smile passed over on Will's lips before he doubled over with laughter. Gods, imagining Nico wearing a dress was the funniest thing he had ever thought of, much less thinking of his reaction for getting flowers for him. Pepper looked at the chortling boy, obviously confused, and asked for clarification on why he was careening with laughter. Will smothered his giggles with a hand on his mouth, "I don't have a girlfriend, but now I'm imagining my boyfriend with a dress on with flowers in his hair and gods it's the funniest shit ever." He collapsed in a pile of laughter once more, and his freckles seemed to glow unnaturally.
Pepper's eyes widened, "I didn't think you had a boyfriend."
"Sorry I didn't wear my rainbow pants and unicorn shirt," Will said sarcastically, a bit of the bite in the sentence gone seeing as he was still muffling his wheezing giggles.
She shook her head and held her hands up, "It wasn't meant to come off like that, it's just that Tony told me we accidentally interrupted a date you were having with your girlfriend."
"He was assuming," Will explained, "I was taking a walk with my boyfriend. Not really a date, but we both like walking together." Well, that and they were on a mission, so it doesn't technically count as a date to Will.
Pepper gave a soft smile towards Will, "You should bring him over sometime." She closed a few filing cabinets left open with her good arm as she spoke, "Does he work in the area?"
"Nico works as a counselor for the camp we met at." Will mused, "I suppose if we ask some friends to cover some of the activities he teaches, Nico could come over sometime at the end of the week."
"That sounds perfect," Pepper smiled, "We could all go out to lunch together during our break, and maybe he can help you with the copier machine."
Will stood up and stretched, waggling a finger in her direction as they walked out of the room together, "He'd probably just ignore it. Nico doesn't work with paper often, so he probably doesn't know how to work one either."
"So both of you are useless when it comes to machinery," She deadpanned.
He scratched the back of his head, a light blush on his face as he gave a nervous laugh, "Heh, I guess we are, aren't we?" Pepper bumped her hip on his playfully, making him stumble a bit and come up cursing about how her arm could get hurt. She gave a light laugh at the many colorful curses; at first glance, one wouldn't think the happy man to be able to swear so profusely. Part of her wanted to laugh, and the other wanted to chastise him for his use of language; there was something so childlike about him that made her want to mother him.
As they entered the elevator, Will got out his buzzing phone, sheepishly looking over at Pepper as though he needed permission to answer it. She rolled her eyes and nudged the phone, and the man smiled before holding it up to his ear, "Hey Neeks. What's up?"
Ah, so he was talking to his boyfriend. The music in the elevator poured over them as he spoke calmly, "Yeah, I'm leaving the Tower now. Do you need me to pick up anything from the store?" There was a slight pause before Will nodded, "Orange juice, okay. That it? You sound a bit stressed."
Pepper mouthed, 'Is he okay?' and Will shrugged innocently back.
It looked as if he were in deep thought, and Pepper could a hear a low voice talking quickly on the other line, "Nico, I'll be home in a bit, and then we can talk about this more." Will sounded a bit worried, thus making Pepper worry. Way too much worry condensed in one elevator.
As soon as the elevators opened to the front lobby, Will bolted, running to the street and hailed a cab. Pepper noticed that Chad, the soon-to-be fired secretary, was glancing in Will's direction, and she could tell it wasn't in a good way. She quickly walked over to the desk and leaned on the counter, mindful of the beautifully sticker-decorated sling. Chad looked up at her in confusion, and she just spoke quietly and quickly, "Don't bother coming in tomorrow. Or ever."
The look on his face almost made Will laugh as he turned around to say goodbye, but the taxi driver yelled at him to get in. So he did.
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A bit of a longer chapter, but I have a feeling no one's really complaining about long chapters on here. You know the drill guys, any questions, comments, concerns, issues, you either PM me or review your question! I try to answer everyone's questions using private messaging. But to one of our guests and to one user, I'll put this answer on here (mainly because I don't want to have to explain my mad reasoning again and again).
Yes, I made Will shorter than Nico. Here's the reason I had PM'd to a follower of this story: 'When I had originally started writing this, I had made Will taller than Nico. But then I remembered two bits of information: Nico still hadn't hit puberty by the end of BoO (he was only around 15, such a tiny flower child), and Hades, at least in the series, is described as a 'very tall, imposing and very muscular god'. I wanted Nico to grow up looking a bit more like his father Hades, seeing as he is his son. Hades is a very intimidating character, and because of this, Nico should be intimidating in his own way as well, so I made him be a bit taller than Will. Thus, as the two had been getting older, Nico started getting taller than Will (much to Will's disappointment, however, seeing as he liked to cuddle smol Nico).'
And that's the reason why! I want to thank everyone who's favorited, followed and reviewed this story; it means so much to me. So remember, review, ask questions, and PM me if you have any cool prompts or ideas! I love hearing everyone's ideas ;w;
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