"Leo!" Leo blinked awake, finding the space were Argo was still warm. "Leoo!" He rubbed his eyes and sat up quickly. Then he noticed Argo, who was dancing around with her legs together.
"Leo, what's wrong with me?" He groaned inwardly. He recognized the movements, except usually the desperate expression has been on a toddlers face. The last time he'd had to deal with this was when he was eleven, with the Smiths kid.
That foster house had not lasted long.
"Leo, please, the pressure.." She crossed her legs and put both hands between her thighs, confused and terrified. Leo got up, and took her hand.
"You know the bathroom, right?"
She nodded.
"You know what you do there?"
She bit her lip.
"Take... Baths?"
This was going to be harder than he thought.
"C'mon." Leo led her as fast as she could go to the nearest washroom.
Five minutes later, Leo was leaning against the wall outside the bathroom, thanking the gods that no one had seen his rushed and terrible explanation of why humans needed to use a toilet, and how.
Argo was lucky, because while she just listened attentively, and occasionally asking very detailed questions, she was not affected by any embarrassment at all. Leaving Leo to shove down any cringes alone.
After some hand-washing explanations, and some cursing in Spanish, Argo had everything down, and had kicked Leo out of the room.
"Thanks!" Argo walked out, hands still soapy. He grinned. "One of the many joys of being a human, madam."
Leo tapped out a message.
Never speak of this. Never speak of this.
Festus just let out a faint whir.
Ha. Ha.
He sat down across from Argo, who was drizzling chocolate syrup over her cereal. Her red velvet hair was sticking up on one side of her head, and her grass green eyes were alert, unlike Leo, who was falling asleep at the table. She licked the edge of her Nutella-smothered spoon.
"You okay?"
He grinned. "Cause if you are, I know a guy who would be happy to let us loose on a few automons that were kicking around!" Argo looked distracted. "Yeah. Sounds fun." Her voice was devoid of enthusiasm. "What's wrong? We don't have to if you don't want to, I just figured-"
"It's not that. Automons really do sound like fun, but I was just thinking,"
"I remember thinking. I recall it being very distracting." A smile flashed across her face and disappearing faster than it appeared. "Why am I?"
Um..
"I'm not really into the awkward questions lately, sister."
"What? No, not that." She sighed. "Why am I, the way that I am. What made me, me? My personality, it has almost no memories to be based on." She pulled at her hair. "I don't have any parents, how come I look like this?" Leo twisted one of his suspenders absent-mindedly.
"Hephaestus said something about community contribution, when you were- uh," Saying she was being born felt strange, but He realized it was true. "We all made you, I guess. But mostly me, 'cause.. Woahhh." The realization hit Leo in the face. "What?"
He scratched the back of his head, his hair smoking. "Well, it- uh.." Leo never finished his sentence.
"That makes him your Father! This is so cute." Aphrodite slid into a chair next to them, casually plucking Leo's breakfast potato chips out of his hand. The chips turned into a hot plate of bacon and eggs. She handed the plate to Leo, who had fallen out of his seat. "Oom? Am la hep."
Aphrodite looked on him with pity. She instead gave the plate to Argo, who was staring at Leo, who was still babbling.
"Don't be alarmed, Dear, most of them do that." Aphrodite snapped her fingers and Leo froze.
Sorry that this chapter is so short. School just started up so my brain has been busy. I'm going to try and update more often though. Thank You for Reviewing! It really is motivating, and makes me feels good to boot! ;)