"Holy shit! That's a big manticore!" Will exclaimed. Nico drew his sword, eyes narrowing with determination.
"Yeah, they're usually quite big," he quipped. Will rolled his eyes.
"I know that but oh my gods! Imagine squeezing that out. How big was your mother, Mr Manticore?"
The manticore huffed, stomping their paw on the ground. Nico loved Will dearly even if he had a habit of aggravating monsters. There weren't even supposed to be any monsters. This was supposed to be a very peaceful date with ice cream, cuddles and hopefully making out. Gods, they couldn't catch a break.
"My mother was beautiful thank you very much," the manticore snarled. Will helped up his hands, looking deceivingly disarming.
"I'm not judging. We are all beautiful under the gods' eyes. Actually, maybe not, Hephaestus got yeeted off a mountain for being ugly-"
"Will!" Nico interrupted. "We're doing this now?"
"All I'm saying," Will continued with an expression far too casual when facing a monster whose brother once threw Annabeth off a cliff, "is no judgement. I myself do not fit all the jeans I used to and I doubt your mother does after carrying you around. Or was this a surrogate situation?"
Nico stared at his boyfriend. His beautiful, wonderful, dumbass boyfriend.
The manticore huffed and lunged. Nico knew what Will was planning on doing a split second before the manticore was hit by a blinding light that shot out from Will’s chest. The manticore let out a yell before exploding into a shower of dust.
Will hadn't even hit the floor by the time Nico was at his side. Nico checked him over whilst Will grinned.
"Did you have to antagonise him?" Nico asked.
"It's half the fun," Will protested and promptly passed out. Maybe Nico really was a bad influence.
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A/N
Hey, loves!
Really short drabble but here you go.
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FanfictionChaos, tears, jokes and fluff. I hope to do them justice. None of the art used is mine Disclaimer: These characters (bar any OCs) belong to Rick Riordan Disclaimer: Art is not mine!