These drabbles were written for: Percy Jackson Fanfiction Challenges - kitty132383: The 100 Prompts/100 Drabbles Challenge
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22. Home
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Thalia Grace wasn't sure what the word home meant.
Of course she has already heard the expression: Home is where the heart is.
However, she wasn't sure where her heart was.
She was on the run, she didn't belong to anywhere, she didn't live in a house and she only trusted on person on the whole World: Luke.
Did that mean that her home was Luke? That just seemed stupid for the eleven-year-old girl.
"Why are we here again?" the black-haired girl asked the blonde-haired boy as they approached an old and shaggy shed. The boy shrugged.
"Do you have a problem with it, Princess?" Luke asked with a smirk and he just chuckled from the nasty look he gained.
"No, it just seems we always end up here," Thalia said the boy with a smile. "Maybe it's our home," she commented softly and quietly but Luke heard her and fixed his blue eyes on her.
"Home?" he questioned her curiously and she blushed slightly.
"I just... You remember the other day in the city?" she asked and he nodded with an amused smile on his face.
"I heard as some person was talking about the true meaning of home and well... It made me think," she said and even though the daughter of Zeus was never really a blushing type she felt that she was nearly as red as a tomato. The fact that Luke started laughing didn't help either.
"So this shed with two broken chairs, a three-legged table and a millennia old cupboard would be our home?" he asked curiously and at the same time amusedly, but Thalia could catch a slight sadness in his voice. He wasn't exactly joking.
"Do you have a problem with it, Princess?" Thalia mimicked the son of Hermes.
"Wouldn't you want a palace as your home instead of this piece of...," Luke just gestured to the shaggy shed.
"I'm not the Princess-y type," the daughter of Zeus simply shrugged.
"Still, you deserve more," the blonde haired boy said softly and Thalia looked up at him.
"They say home is where your heart is," the girl said and Luke nodded.
"And where is your heart?" the son of the god of thieves asked curiously.
"Here with you," Thalia answered softly and she fixed her electric eyes on the blonde's light blue.
"Then this is our home," the boy agreed with a small smile evident on his face.
"It's good to have a home," Thalia said simply.
"It's good to have a home with you, Princess," Luke agreed.