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Thalia

I'm not a dinosaur, I'm not a Unicorn, I'm sadly not a cute little puppy, and I'm also not the owner of all of these characters in this one-shot

I looked my two year old little brother doodling as I did my school project. Jason was really focused on his drawing, and it looked like a lightning bolt to me.

I stapled some things together, and put the stapler down. Jason stood up and looked at me with adoring eyes.
"It's daddy!" He cries and showed me the picture of some circles holding a jagged object.

"That's really good Jason!" I congratulated.(T/N (Thalia's note) and in case you're wondering, Jason still can't draw) "But Jason, can you let me focus? This is a hard project?" I asked and went back to my project.

Jason reached down and handed me the staplers and said "I help Thalia." In his adorable little toddler voice.

I smiled at Jason and said"Sorry Jason, but Ms. Kera said I couldn't have any help." And kept working on my project.

About a minute later, Jason screeched"Thalia!!" And started sobbing.

I my head jerked in Jason's direction, Only to find a thin sliver of metal in my brothers lip. As much as I hated calling for my drunk mom I had to tell her about Jason's injury. I hope nothing worse happens to him in the future, like the original Jason... I thought and yelled"Beryl! Jason needs urgent care!"

My mom stumbled into the room, reminding me of the woman from Annie that ran the foster home she was in."What?!" She yelled/slurred.

"I was working on my homework, like you told me, and Jason stapled his lip! Now he needs the doctor!" I yelled back.

My mom reached into her purse and gave me a bunch of cash. "Call a cab." And she went off to sober up.

I ran outside and hailed a taxi. Ms. Grace and Jason hopped in with Beryl looking sober and trying to stop Jason's crying and bleeding lip with a paper towel.

"Urgent care!" She shouted and the cab driver speed away. We arrived at the hospital fifteen minutes later and Jason got the stapler removed and some shots.

From then on, he always had that scar on his lip. And from then on, every time I see that scar I get reminded of the time he tried to eat a stapler and I have to resist the urge to laugh at my brothers stupidity.