The Uncle and The Nephew (A Percy Jackson/The Avengers Crossover Fanfiction)

Rude - Chapter 11

Will POV (that's a change)

Percy is confusing. And sick. Again. That boy seriously needs to take care of his health!

I mean I think he's sick. He hasn't been to school in three days and whenever I call him he says he's sick. He always has a "headache."

Leo was over there last. 3 days ago. he had stopped by Camp and wanted to see Percy. Percy threw up.

Not because of Leo! I actually don't know why. But shortly after that, Leo left.

No one else has been there again.

So! I thought it would be a good idea to go check up on him, since I'm a friend and his personal doctor.

"Hey, Sunshine! Wanna come with me to check on Percy?" I asked as me and my boyfriend walked out of school.

"Yeah sure! I haven't heard from him in a while. I'm kinda getting worried. Last time I did see him, he acted super weird." Nico responded.

"Well, let's go!" Then I grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the car.

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We got to the tower after getting Starbucks, which Nico had burned his tongue on. We walked in and to the lady at the front desk.

"Hello ma'am, we're here to see Percy Jackson. He lives here with his uncle." I told the woman.

"What relations do you have with them?" She asked, like she had said this a million times to a million people.

"He's a cousin," I pointed to Nico. "And I'm a friend."

"Okay. Hold on, I have to check with the residents." She told us and walked away.

And we waited. And waited. And waited some more.

We decided to sit down on some chairs.

"You can go up now." The lady said as she walked back into the room. "I also made you these security cards so that you don't have to check in every time you visit. Request from Mr. Stark."

"Thank you, ma'am." I took the cards and walked towards the elevator.

"Do you think Tony is annoyed that we visit the tower so much?" Nico asked.

"Maybe. I imagine it might be frustrating sometimes." I told him.

"Good. I don't like him." Nico responded.

"Why? What did he do to you?" I asked.

"It's less of him doing something and more the fact that he exists."

I laughed and smiled at him.

Nico smiled back at me, squeezing my hand.

And we hit Percy's floor.

We walked to the door and knocked.

"Go away Tony. I don't want anymore of that gross soup. It tasted like cement mixed with cardboard!" We heard Percy yell through the door.

I opened it and said, "Last time I checked, I'm not a middle aged billionaire."

"Will! H-hi." Percy's stammered, looking like a deer in the headlights.

"Why is your face doing that?" Nico asked, rudely.

"W-what? My face isn't doing anything." Percy said, looking now like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar and trying to cover up.

"Okay." I stated, making it clear that I did not believe him.

I took a closer look at him. He looked sickly. Which made sense since he is sick. His face was pale and sunken. He looked skinny. His hair was lighter, almost like a really dark gray instead of jet-black.