In the infirmary.
Will: And I thought Octavian was bad. You're in desperate need of blood.
Nico: What? No I'm not.
Will: Sit on the stool. It'll be a quick fix, I promise.
Nico: No, I'm fine.
Will: I told you that underworld stuff drains you.
Nico: *scoffs* What do you know....
Will: Sit, Death Boy.
Nico: ....Fine.
Will: Now, what kind of blood do you have?
Nico: What?
Will: You know, what's your type?
Percy: *from the other side of camp* IT AIN'T ME!!!!!!!!
Nico: *facepalms*
So this was a little bit of Will and Nico, I don't know if I ship them or not but I liked this cause of Percy lol. Percy makes everything better.
Yours in Demigodishness! Peace out!😜✌️
