"Hey Nico?" I asked, having to retain my laugh.
"Wh * voice goes high*at?" He asked growing mad. I couldn't help myself. I had to laugh.
"So how deep do you think your voice will be, after it stops squeaking?" I asked, gasping for air from laughing so hard. It was true. Nico di Angelo, mighty son of Hades, voice was cracking. And let's just say, he was mad about it.
"Shut * 3 octaves higher* up Thalia!" I tried my best to substance my smile, but that didn't work. I must have made him made because I was standing, until this 6'0 foot tall emo boy attacks me, so he is pinning me on the ground. He is on top of me, but making sure I don't feel any of his weight.
"My voice might be higher then yours, but I'm still stronger then you." I try to get a serious expression on my face. It seems to work because Nico smile show pure victory. He leans down to kiss me. Before I know it, we are having a full make- out session. After a while we break apart gasping for air.
"Hey Nico?"
"What?"
"Your voice just cracked!" I rolled out from under him, laughing all the way to the door of his cabin.
A/N: So did you like it? Hate it? Can't live without it? This is just a taste as to what these drabbles will be like. If you dudes want me to continue, I will always post at the minimum five drabbles at a time. Review?
~ Gummy