I do not own PJO. (These next few chapters will be a little short, but after that I'll make them longer. Sorry about the delay. For those of you who don't know, getting to Microsoft Word is very difficult for me. And, I will indeed be writing a Father Nico and a Father Percy one once I have finished with Mother Thalia. I'm also going to focus a little bit more on The Day of a New Tratie. Oh, and by the way, if the world ends tomorrow, know that I love each and every one of you who has ever reviewed, favorited, followed, or read any of my stories of myself. Thank you!
Thalia rounded up her hooligans and tied them back safely into the stroller after about an hour. Percy was tired out, and Thalia automatically wrapped the blanket around him without realizing what she was doing.
The air had turned a crisp cold after a little over an hour of walking, and although Thalia's cheeks were flushed from the heat of walking, the cold still stung her. She suddenly realized that if she was feeling chilly while walking, the two little monsters in her stroller must have been freezing, so she ducked into an almost empty store, except for the cashier.
"Cute kids." The man complimented. "My name's Paulo."
"Hi." Thalia was instantly on guard. There was just something unsettling about him.
"I totally rock at poetry. Want to hear one?" Paulo began. Before Thalia could say, no, thank you, she was not in the mood for a poem, Paulo started.
"I am pretty cool. And totally hot, too, yeah. I am so awesome."
Thalia winced. Her ears bled as they were forced to listen to the torture that only one god could come up with and call poetry.
"I can do poetry, too. Want to here?" Thalia smiled at him, cleverly hiding her cringe.
"Yeah!" Paulo agreed energetically.
"I can tell it's you. You are a god, Apollo. What are you doing?"
Paulo stared at her a minute, then let his disguise fade. "Hades! You're good!"
Thalia tensed suddenly, and grabbed Nico, holding him tightly. Only a moment later, he started to flip out, waving his arms and legs around. If he had still been sitting in the stroller, he would have hurt Percy.
"Man is scaring Nico, Mama!" He shrieked.
"It's okay, Nico. He's bark is worse than his bite." Thalia soothed.
"Huh?"
"He's not scary."
Apollo watched her with his head tilted.
"Huh. Well, maybe Zeus was right. He said that you were starting to warm up to the kids, and now you're able to help them better. Said that the moment you could tell when they needed something, to bring you up to Olympus. And stop that stupid beast from eating things that are in its way."
"You mean my quest is over?" Thalia blurted out.
"If you can handle it for one more day. Trust me, I think you'll like this last part of the quest." Apollo snapped his fingers, and they were all surrounded by a golden, shiny light.