Pairing: MILD Rachel/Nico, but mostly friendship

Word Prompt: Karma

Summary: In which Nico gets an owie and Rachel reprimends him.

Rating: PG for mild swearing

Dedication: Call Me Bitter - I merged your idea for a Rachel/Nico fic and the word prompt Karma. Hope you're not too horribly dissapointed!

A/N: WHEN you review ;), leave me a word prompt or pairing. Even just an idea for a drabble. Thanks!

"– and then he screamed, 'YOU SONS OF HERMES!' He came out of the Hephaestus cabin wearing nothing but a pair of Aphrodite boxers. By the way, did you know she has a whole line of lingerie?" Rachel looked at him like he was crazy so he continued with his tale. "Nevermind that… He didn't see me, though, so his wrath was mostly aimed at Travis and Connor. But then, they caught up with me afterwards and they blamed it all on me! I told Jake it was all their idea and I just shadow-traveled to install the camera in his toilet but nooo. They had to seek revenge on the innocent son of Hades. And this," he stuck his little finger into her face, "is what happened!"

Rachel rolled her eyes and put an arm around his shoulders in a friendly embrace. With her other hand, she took his swollen finger and examined it carefully.

"Remind me, Nico," she said, turning to look at him with narrow green eyes. "How old are you?"

The look she gave him reminded him of the look he and Annabeth exchanged whenever Percy started making kissy noises at his fish.

"Will I regret answering this?"

"Fourteen," she continued, wrapping clean cloth around his hand. He wondered if her 'mentor', Apollo had taught her any healing shortcuts. "Isn't that a little too old to be running to people and crying over an 'owie' on your 'baby finger'?

"Well I wouldn't exactly say I was crying –"

"Tell me, Nico," she so rudely interrupted again. "Exactly why would you agree to one of the Stoll brothers' pranks?"

He winced. Caught red handed. He knew he shouldn't have agreed to that prank. He didn't even get the six pack of Coke he was promised!

"Connor is an asshole," he mumbled.

His face reddened when Rachel took his uninjured hand in hers and swept her thumb over his knuckles. She smiled at him and he smiled back, leaning into the crook of her neck a bit more. She turned her head toward his, and he looked at her too, tilting his head just a bit as her hand came behind his head and –

SLAP!

"And Karma's a bitch."