A/N Hello good people! Someone suggested we do a one shot for Nico, well here it is. Enjoy-
Chapter 10- J is for jealous
Nico sat on the chair, pouting, his arms crossed over his chest. "I want to read, too!" he whined.
"Hush, Nico," his mother said gently.
"Besides," said Bianca, proudly showing Nico her first-grade reader. "I can only read a few words."
"Not fair," Nico complained.
"Come, mia dolce, let's get you in the tub," Nico's mother said as she picked up three year old Nico.
"But I don't wanna bafh!" Nico grumbled.
"Well, you need one, mia dolce."
"What does mia dough kay mean, mama?"
"It's my sweet in Italian. You will lead Italian soon, Nico. It's your birth right."
"Why?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
"Just because." Bianca said, glancing at her little brother.
"Mama," Nico said. "How come Bianca gets to be older? I wanna be!"
Their mother laughed. "Nico, be glad to be the youngest. That means Bianca will always be there for you and you get spoiled the most. You will be given more cookies," She winked.
Nico giggled at the thought and a bright smile danced across his face. They reached the bathroom and the mother began giving Nico a bath.
"I still wanna learn to read though," Nico pouted.
"Don't be jealous, Nico. You'll learn someday."
"I wanna learn now."
She laughed. "One day, mio figlio, one day."
"Can that day be today?"
"Not yet. You're still my little baby."
"Mama, I'm almost four!"
"Almost doesn't count except for horseshoes and hand grenades."
"Mama!"
"I'm sorry, mio figlio, it's just something past down in my family."
...
Later that night, after Nico was tucked in bed, Bianca silently crept into his room.
"Nico," she said, her whisper echoing through the darkness. "I'll teach you to read tomorrow, okay?"
Nico mumbled something that sounded like Monday, dove boo, Missy. Bianca smiled and went back to her own room.
"Goodnight, Nico." she whispered."See you tomorrow."
The next morning their mother left for work and Bianca left for school. She was going to teach Nico after school. Nico's babysitter, Amelia, was a bit late, so Nico was going to be alone for a few minutes. As Nico sat there playing with his toys, he heard someone clear their throat. Nico turned around an there stood a man with dark hair like his own. He looked just like Nico, except he was older and was wearing a suit.
"Hello, son."
"Uh...hi." Nico whispered, hugging a block to his chest. "Who are you?"
"I'm your father," the man said.
"Fahter?"
I man chuckled, "Yes, father. Good job."
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to teach you to read."
"Weally?!"
"Yes, really. Come here." His father had sat down on the couch and patted his lap for Nico.
Nico obeyed, and Hades pulled out a book of ABCs.
...
Later that day, when Bianca come home from school, Nico ran towards her, carrying a book.
"I can read!" he shouted. "Look! The word right there says 'me'!"
"How can you read? I haven't taught you yet."
"Daddy taught me!"
"Dad?"
"Yes!"
"But dad is..."
"Dad is what?"
"Um, your dad is supposed to be away on a business trip," Their mother cut in. She had just walked in the door, after finishing work, and she walked in at just the right time.
"But I saw him!" Nico cried. "And now I can read three whole words! Watch!"
"But Mom-" Bianca said.
"Enough, Bianca. Nico, show us what you can read."
"This word is 'apple.' This one is 'babysitting.' This one is 'Mommy' and this one is 'Daddy.' And here is 'Sister' and this is my name! Nico!"
"Good job, mia dolce!"
"Thank you, mia dough kay!"
Bianca and their mother laughed. They spent the rest of the afternoon teaching Nico words and laughing at the different ways he said them.
A/N Hope you guys liked three year old Nico. Isn't he adorable? And then Hades little visit? Hmm? And what was Bianca trying to usay? So many questions that only lunar and I can answer. Haha. Until next time!
Goodbye and may the fandom be with you.
~Booknerd and lunarchroniclesandcockatiels