Baby Steps

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A/N: Hey guys! This is my first story! So this will feature big three children bonding, NO Thalico, just saying. Anyways, Enjoy!

- Fandom Girl

Thalia hated this. She hated all of this. Why did she have to be hated by the queen of all Mount Olympus??? Didn't she get enough torture by her sending cow dung everywhere she went? But nooo, the cow queen just had to make her life worse by sending a statue on her legs, making her unable to walk. Stupid Hera, Thalia thought as she was going to her 'walking therapy sessions' held by Annabeth and of course, Seaweed brain. They insisted on helping her walk since she did save them so, after lots of persuading, she agreed to let them help.

Thalia made her way in her wheelchair into the open fields at the edge of the woods so no one could see her practising to walk (and so she could avoid getting embarrassed). 

"Hey Thalia!" Annabeth greeted her as she reached her place of destination. "Hey Annabeth. Where's Percy?" "Right here" Came a voice from a certain sea green eyed boy. "Ready to start this walking therapy Thalia?" Percy asked. "Sure" She grumbled. Like she would start walking now. The first three sessions were of Annabeth explaining about scientific nonsense, Annabeth and Percy bickering like no tomorrow and Annabeth and Percy making out to which she would groan and wheel away in disgust. Typical them.

"Can we start the walking part today? I bet the huntresses are off in the wild doing something fun without me! And I can't handle another makeout session between you two! I'm an eternally single virgin. Remember, I can't handle PDA." Thalia said glaring at them while they rolled their eyes, having red faces. 

"Okay, so today the walking part starts. Thalia, we are going to take away your wheelchair and see how long you can stand alright? Oh and Annabeth, make sure Will doesn't see us or he'll have our heads out for helping Thalia without his permission and supervision. I love my head and I wouldn't look good without it." Percy said while Annabeth went to look out for Will. 

"Okay let's see how long you can stand pinecone face." Percy said taking the wheelchair.

 The longest time was about 2 seconds.

Thalia came tumbling down, her legs unable to support her as she let out a small scream. Percy rushed forward and caught her quickly before she could fall and hurt herself. 

"Oh wow, you're light. Don't you eat anything? You're like a chihuahua." (AN: Anybody saw the Hg bloopers?) Percy said carrying her by her arms. Thalia scowled and looked down. Truth was, she didn't eat anything because she didn't have the appetite. Especially since she had to watch the huntresses go off to the wild making her feel so useless. 

"Umm, I eat apples sometimes?" She lied although that was phrased like a question. Percy narrowed his eyes down at her. 

"Thalia..." He started but was cut off by someone coming out of the shadows. Literally. she sighed a sigh of relief, thankful for the person coming in. The last thing she wanted was a lecture from Percy on the importance of food. 

But when she saw a dark-haired boy with pale skin and pitch black eyes, she immediately regretted feeling thankful and watched him with a look of horror. 

Nico Di Angelo.

He looked confused for a second, taking in the scene. If she had to be honest to herself, which she rarely was, she had to admit that the main reason they were doing secret sessions was to avoid the son of Hades. She knew how he would laugh at her and make fun of her current status and would probably tell the whole camp about these sessions. Ever since Bianca had died and Thalia had joined the hunt, Nico had thought that Thalia was a sort of replacement for Bianca and had held a grudge against her which formed an enemy bond kind of relationship between them. Everyone knew a son of Hades holding a grudge was the most dangerous person to deal with. Thalia often feel uneasy around him, and it really didn't help when flowers literally withered everywhere he went. That kid was creepy.

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