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I was teaching the ankle-biters about how not to use divine words when Nico barged in the classroom. It totally took me by surprise, and even more so when he kneeled down and hugged my legs.

"Sadie, I'm so sorry!" he shouted at the top of his voice. The ankle-biters looked at him curiously, and so did I. What the bloody hell was he talking about? I felt my temper rising, slowly. It is rather hard teaching four-year old magicians how to use magic, and just when I finally captured their attention, Nico just had to come bursting through.

"The zombie boy is funny." One commented, pointing at Nico. The rest of them started laughing. I couldn't help but chuckle a little myself. It was very funny sight really. Nico was on his knees, hugging my legs while muttering "I'm sorry" like some sort of mantra, then he just made a fool of himself even more by giving my knees sloppy wet kisses!

"Nico, get off me!" I kicked him away. It was rude, I know, but this was just too bloody embarrassing. The ankle-biters were now on the floor, laughing. Funny how something that happens out of the blue catches their attention more than someone who was trying to get all of them to face the blackboard for two hours!

"Nico, what's wrong with you?" I asked. "Did Carter put you on a crazy spell or something?"

He looked up, and his chocolate-brown eyes met mine. They were the first things I felt in love with, other than the black clothes. "No." Nico shook his head. "It's actually about the other day. You know, when you and I were talking about-"

"Shush!" I covered his mouth before he could say the s- word. I did not fancy having a talk with Amos, wondering why the ankle-biters suddenly know sex.

"We've got children in here!" I glanced at the children briefly, being thankful that they weren't listening for a bit. "If you really want to talk about it, go to my room. I'll catch up with you there."

Nico nodded, and got to his feet. Before he went out the door, I called him.

"Nico?"

"Yes?"

"Don't ever, ever do that again. You understand?"

He gulped. I know, I know. I can be really scary when I want to be. Must be a combination of the glaring eyes, frowning mouth, and the hands on the hips that made him scared. And just to clarify: he was not scared by the flaming staff I was holding in my hand.

I trudged up to my bedroom, and slammed the bedroom door behind me. "What was that all about? Do you want to scar the kids for life?"

Nico was sitting on the edge of my bed, swinging his legs like a child. He had a frantic expression on his face. I put my hands to my hips, glared at him, and took a deep breath. "Okay, start." I ordered.

"I'm so sorry I asked us to have sex. I didn't know what it was. Amos told me now, though. It was the most embarrassing thing I ever did in my entire life. Please, forgive me. I promise I will never ask it again until we're married." he said the words so fast I could barely hear them.

His words jumbled together in my ears. "What? Say that again, slowly."

"I'm so sorry I asked us to have sex. I didn't know what it was. Amos told me now, though." He paused for a breath. "It was the most embarrassing thing I ever did in my entire life. Please, forgive me. I promise I will never ask it again until we're married."

Well, that was certainly unexpected. I had wondered what ever happened between Nico and Amos' "Talk", and I was bloody sure that Nico told him everything that happened in my room. Curse his big mouth.

I decided to tease him further, just for the fun of it. "Whoa, hold up. Who said that we're getting married?"

Nico blushed. It was that obvious, since his skin was so pale that the reddish tint became more noticeable. "But, we're dating, right?" he asked.

I chuckled. "Yes, we are. But that doesn't mean that we're going to get married. You might never know, maybe in a few years I'd actually fall for someone else like," I looked at him playfully, "Someone like Walt."

"Walt?" Nico gasped. "I knew I should've sent him to Hades!"

"Well, we are going out for a walk later, as friends-" I said with a wink.

"What? A walk…as friends!" he scowled.

"Yes, friends." I nodded my head. It wasn't true, of course. But Nico was getting so riled up, it was fun seeing him become jealous.

He waved his hand away dismissively. "Okay, fine. Go to Walt. I'll be staying here." I heard him add under his breath, "if you need me."

So fine, it was a bit cruel to tease him like that, I know. I sat beside Nico, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Don't worry. I'll always need you."

I left him there on my bed, wondering about what I said to him.

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"Bast!" I said in a singsong voice.

"What?" she grumbled, stomping out of my kitchen. Yes, I have a kitchen. Funny how polishing aegis in front of Annabeth's eyes works wonders, doesn't it?

"I need you to get my laundry." I said. "Make sure you get them all. They're probably with the naiads in the lake. There's five sets of underwear, six pairs of bra, about three short shorts, four dark skinny jeans, and about a dozen t-shirts. Now, go."

"Why so many clothes?" Bast asked grumpily.

"Hey, I'm a girl. It's implied. Now get them, then leave them somewhere to dry." I jumped back on my bed, grinning. After she left, I went to the kitchen, where there was a sandwich on a plate. I grabbed it, and went back on my bed, eating the sandwich and watching pro wrestling. This week is going to be great.

I shouldn't have spoken so soon.

After about twenty minutes, Bast came in with smiles on her face. "Hey, I'm done! Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a frisky sandwich that needs to be eaten." She went to the kitchen, and I heard the familiar clanking as Bast threw out some pots. "Where is it?"

My gaze dropped on the half-eaten sandwich. "Was it on a silver plate?" I asked.

"Huh?" Bast looked up. "Yes."

"What did you put in it?"

"Tuna Friskies…why?"

I spit out a chewed sandwich. "No wonder it tasted like crap." I spewed more of the sandwich, and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

Bast glared at me when she saw the sandwich. "You ate it?"

"I was hungry!"

"You could've made you own!" she huffed.

"Why would I, when it was already there! Plus I WAS HUNGRY!"

"Whatever." Bast rolled her eyes. "But whatever you do, don't go outside." With that, she walked into one of the rooms in my cabin (Yes, my cabin has individual rooms. Got a problem with that?).

I wondered what she meant by that, when I heard a chorus of laughter coming from outside. I peeked through the window, and noticed about half the entire camp pointing at my cabin and laughing their heads off at something. It was really irritating, and the fact that it was my cabin made it worse.

I threw the door open and stepped outside, trying to find what they were laughing at. Immediately, I wished Dad would just smite me on the spot.

"BAST!" I shrieked. Remind me to wring that cat's neck after I deal with this.

She had strung my bras and underwear together, and hung it like banners across my porch! The ends were hung on the two side of my porch with nails (where did she get those?), and now pretty much the whole camp could now see them. She even had the guts to put in the flower-printed pink underwear, the black lingerie, the thongs, and the zebra-striped bra that Annabeth gave me for Christmas in there!

"I see London, I see France. I see Thalia's underpants!" Travis and Connor sang. The rest of the campers were throwing their back in laughter. Even Percy was rolling on the ground, laughing. I spotted Chiron in the back too, chuckling a little.

Well, let's just say after that after that little incident, I decided to uh, lower down their laughter. The Stolls would be spoon-fed for a week, Percy is still twitching from shock, Most of the campers either have a broken arm or leg, and most of them are probably cursing me to death. I slammed the door behind me, put my back on the door, and slowly slid into the floor. My entire face felt like it was burning. Oh, Bast is SO dead!

Poor Thalia…and nice one Bast! Anyway, what do you think? I need more ideas people! Please be specific.