This takes place right after toa.
No ships, just Meg and Apollo being crazy siblings. Enjoy!
Meg's POV:
I was working in the garden listening to music when an Iris message popped up in front of me. At first, I was worried something bad had happened, but when I answered, it was just Apollo, and he didn't sound hurt or anything.
"Hey Polls (she totally calls him this nickname). What's up?" I say.
"Hey.. so umm... nothing much, just calling.."
Oh gods, what did he do. "Apollo, what happened?!" I ask, worried.
"Nothing! I'm just checking on you. What I can't call to see how you are?"
I give him a deadpan look. "Seriously, what on earth did you do? Is someone dead, an ex mad at you, what?!" I'm not really worried anymore, just slightly annoyed. He sighs.
"I may or may not have gotten stuck... in yrdhjyddghyfdbki...." He mumbles the last part, so I have no idea what he said.
"In what?"
"In a Pringles can, okay?!" He yells, embarrassed.
"I-wha- HOW????" He looks upset and embarrassed.
"Idk, I was just eating, and now my hand is stuck in the can. Mortal stuff is annoying." He pouts at the last part. Anyway, can you help me? I'm upstairs in your study. " he asks sheepishly.
"Ugh.. fine, but I'm never gonna let you live this down, Mr. All Powerful God in a Pringles Can." I end the call before he can respond running up the stairs to help this idiot.
The End. I honestly love these two idiots together they would totally get into all sorts of weird trouble. Anyway, have a nice day/night/afternoon!
Bonus:
Meg's pov:
" Wait, how did you call me with a can on your hand?!"
"I'm honestly just as confused as you."🤷♂️
See you later, my guys, gals, and non-binary pals! ❤️
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Random Riordanverse Oneshots And Headcanons
FanfictionJust a collection of random stories about our favorite demigods and their friends. Updates won't be regular, I'll just write whatever I feel like whenever I feel like it. Cover Art is not mine, I found it on Google.
