Jason POV
I woke up to a black shirt that said, 'I woke up like this'. As I looked up at Nico's face, I believed the shirt. I was sort of surprised to see him, he's been shutting me out for the past two weeks.
He motioned me to his cabin. Where I found an unconscious Percy. "What in Hades name did you do!" I half whispered/half screamed at him. And yes, that is possible.
"Hey,what did I tell you about using my father's name as a curse word." He told me as if I was a two-year-old. "Sorry, Nico but seriously, what did you do."
"Well, I kicked him in the crotch-" "It is your favorite kicking spot." He shrugged in agreement. "Well after I kicked him, he fell to his knees and I slapped him in the face, then he went unconscious. I think that the kick did the trick." Nico said.
He was rambling on and on, he was obviously embarrassed and nervous.
"We should get him over to his cabin, he'll wake up not knowing what happened-hopefully-with a very faint memory of getting kicked in his-ahem-area. But the pain still might be there."
So we both dragged Percy over to his cabin, brushing of the grass stains in his clothes and trying our best to make it looked like he was asleep not unconscious.
Then we each huried off to our cabins, to try to get the last hour of sleep we could.
