A/N : Hello! And SORRY! I know that I said I'd make lots of chapters, but that was because I just assumed I'd have lots of free time since I didn't have any extracurricular activites during these times. My list of excuses will be on the very bottom.
P.S., any type of feedback, including constructive criticism, really motivates me to write more! Please review if you enjoyed or anything like that! Also, sorry for the really long author's notes and stuff.. So I'm just going to stop and think of other potential ideas for fanfiction.
Disclaimer : I don't own anything. Rick Riordan does, and MacDonald's happy meals are not mine. (Hence "MacDonald's")
Will, after about five minutes of just wondering what to get Nico, strolled back into the infirmary, empty-handed. He hesitatingly decided that'd he'd be nice, and let his patient go out to eat. That allowed his going out before asking Nico what he wanted to not be as awkward, and Nico could get the things he wanted eat. Plus, saying that would probably make the son of Hades like him more.
Nico was just simply sitting on the bed, looking around, trying to find something interesting to look at. Sadly, the only thing that was at least close to interesting was a patient murmuring lyrics to a Taylor Swift song; so when Will walked in, Nico immediately turned his attention to him, eyes brightening.
Once the healer got close enough to talk to him without disturb others, he said, "Right. Nico. I decided that you could eat out by yourself." At that sentence, Nico's whole face beamed.
"Really?"
"Yeah. That salve really did help the infection, and you can handle a bit of aching." At this point, he was convinced that letting him out was the best solution. Then he remembered that the younger demigod had an unhealthy appetite; He lived of off MacDonald's happy meals for a relatively long period of time before. So he added, "But I have to approve of your choice of dish first!" Nico sighed.
"Dammit. Of course there was a catch... At least it's not, 'I will blend it up to mush and spoon-feed it to you.'" he said absentmindedly, seemingly forgetting the presence of others.
"Do you want me to?" Will smirked. At first however, Nico thought he meant, 'Do you want me, too?" That turned Nico's cheeks turn into a deep red color, which made Will think that Nico did want him to spoon-feed him. Oh gods, the power of grammar.
"Wait, you actually do want me to?"
"No!" he said, averting his eyes, "I just thought of something else." Then he realized that was the most vague thing that could have made the situation more embarrassing, since his eyes were stuck staring at Will. His eyes definitely knew that they weren't suppose to look at Will's face, but Will's torso and everything else was fair ground.
By then, Will was marginally worried for Nico's mental well-being. He decided to skip the subject. "Okay then. Well, go on." said the doctor, gesturing to the door with his hands, "you can go eat out." Then he remembered that he, too, hadn't eaten breakfast. However, he wanted to look professional in front of Nico, so he waited a couple of minutes inside before going out, pretending he was cleaning up Nico's nonexistent mess.
During those false few minutes of tidying up, it dawned on him that he was oblivious to Nico's hygienic needs. He probably hadn't taken a shower the day before, which made that day the second day without showering. With that thought in mind, he left out to eat.
Nico was at the Hades table, alone once again. Even though his situation was different from before, he now had people who he would call friends, he still had to listen to the rules. Still, he would be by himself instead of in the Hermes table, with little annoying new brats asking little annoying questions. He wondered whether or not he was like that. After a few moments deep in thought, he decided he couldn't have been all that bad.
With the plate and goblet in front of him, he debated which delicious foods he would eat.
Some MacDonald's would be nice.. But no, stupid Camp Half Blood and it's healthy meals.. And Will would be on my tail if I had something close to unhealthy.. Ugh.. He rolled his eyes at his own thought.
Maybe some yogurt would suffice... Nope, it won't suffice my hunger... Pizza? Pizza sounds good. Yeah.
"Pizza."Pizza with no definite toppings materialize. Tomato sauce and cheese with slathered on it, looking very appetizing to Nico. Then he decided on the strange Cola that Camp Half Blood offered.
The pizza was so close to getting in Nico's mouth that he could feel its warmth and his teeth sinking into it, when a frantic Will Solace came into view. He was waving his arms around like a maniac, clearly looking at Nico. He set his pizza down on his plate, and frowned slightly in confusion. Other campers also seemed to be staring at Will.
Finally, Will got to Nico, panting with his hands on his knees. Then once he'd gathered enough energy, he looked up from his sumo position, with a horrified look on his face. The healer pointed his index finger at the monstrosity of a pizza.
"What-" pant, "is-" pant, "the-" another pant, "meaning of.." pant once more, "THIS?" Now using both hands, he gestured to the food.
"What do you mean? It's pizza."
"No, it's not. It's dough with red sauce and fermented milk!"
"Which is called pizza."
Will rested his head on his palms in frustration. Then he brightened, as if a realization hit him.
"You can't eat that."
"Yes, I can."
"No, you can't, because I said so. I'm your doctor, so you have to listen to me if it's related to your health."
"How is pizza related to my health? It's pizza for crying out loud!"
"Because it's unhealthy pizza." Will emphasized 'health' in unhealthy smugly. Nico sighed in exasperation, since he knew that Will knew that Camp Half-Blood wouldn't serve anything unhealthy, and he was only complaining because it could have been more healthy, which it wasn't.
"I'll be nice and let you have pizza, though."
"Really?"
"Yeah, but only if you eat this pizza!" he then ran off to the Apollo table to grab his own plate, then said something like a paragraph of stuff to the plate. After about a minute or two, he walked back to the Hades table.
"Tah dah!" Will exclaimed, showing off his pizza that had way too many vegtables than what should have been healthy. No, this was more than healthy. This was over healthy. Then he ranted on about what each of the veggies and whatnot was good for. "The bread is rich in vitamin B1 and B2, tomato sauce is organic, and is great for vitamin C, grown by an uncle I believe, mushrooms are good for skin health, since you seem to be really pale, asparagus for vitamin B3 I think, the cheese being made by one of my long lost, twice removed cousins or something, but it's really good for B2, vision and stuff, lettuce for, what, just about everything, pineapple for your red blood cells, they're really important, you know, papayas for vitamin C too, because one can never-"
"Will."
"Yeah?" he said, stopping mid-sentence.
"Shut up."
Please, pretty please, review! At this point in time, I feel like I'm writing to a bunch of bots or something, instead of real-live human beings. Reviews actually really, really motivate me to write more quickly.. Also, it's nice to know that people are actually enjoying your fan fiction. It can be a simple "Solangelo 4 life, babehhh" or something. Anyway, suggestions would be really awesome too.
A/N: Yay! Okay, this is pretty much my favorite chapter yet, since I wasn't panicked or rushed, and I wasn't writing it at the middle of the night with school the next day.. Oh boy. Hopefully I can get this nice surrounding environment every time I write, so it doesn't seem to have been written by a seven year-old child that has been bribed with goldfish at 3 A.M. in the morning. (It probably would work, but you might get arrested for child abuse or something) Anyway, I now have the very basic idea of how the story is going to end and stuff, so I can actually write more!
My list of excuses for not writing:
I was re-reading books with Nico di Angelo and Will Solace, and not just the parts with them in it, but the whole entire book. (That was stupid of me.)
I too actually have a life with family.
I was catching up on anime..
I was doing other forms of research for this fanfiction, as I'm a perfectionist. :P
and, of course, the excuse you were all waiting for: Homework.