The Curse of Oenone (Daughter of Olympus II) - [Leo Valdez xF!Oc]

I'm Gonna Wing It (Famous Lasts Words)

Ara is keeping an eye on the nymphs while Leo gets a makeover from Hazel and Echo. Ara's considering slashing her way through the crowd, which is far easier and faster than what Leo wants to do, when he comes out fully changed.

"We're ready."

"Alright—" Ara covers her mouth to stop herself from laughing. She looks at Leo wide-eyed, unable to play it cool.

"I know," the boy puts welding goggles on, sounding as uncomfortable as he looks. "Would you still love me if I looked like this all the time?"

Ara's voice is muffled by her hand. "I'd have to think about it."

"Awesome," he grumbles. "C'mon..." 

***

Once they reach the pond, Leo starts shouting. 

"Leo is the coolest!"

"Leo is the coolest!" Echo repeats.

"Yeah, baby, check me out!"

Ara clears her throat. "Y-Yeah, he's... so cute!"

"Get it together!" Leo whispers grumpily.

"He's so awesome!" She tries again, struggling to keep a straight face. "Look at him!"

"Look at him!" Echo cheers.

"Make way for the king!" Two minutes ago he was acting like he loathed the idea, but right now he doesn't seem to hate it much. "Narcissus is weak!"

"Weak!"

"Leo is the twentieth-century Adonis!" Ara claims.

"No autographs, girls. I know you want some Leo time, but I'm way too cool," he disperses the crowd. "You better just hang around that ugly dweeb Narcissus. He's lame!"

"Lame!" Echo clamors.

"He's sooo boring," Ara sighs.

"What are you talking about?" A nymph scowls.

"You're lame!" Yells another one.

"You know how ugly Narcissus is?" Leo continues. "He's so ugly, when he was born his mama thought he was a backward centaur—with a horse butt for a face."

The group of nymphs gasps in horror. Ara's starting to have fun with the skit, and if there's something invariant about her, is that she loves putting on a show.

"You know why his bow has cobwebs?" Leo counts. "He uses it to hunt for dates, but he can't find one!"

"Leo's the real catch, ladies!" Ara adds a telemarketer tone to her charmspeak, which tends to make it more efficient. "This is your one chance to get him!"

The nymphs start to get antsy, they don't wanna miss out. 

"Who are you?" Narcissus frowns, though he's still staring at himself.

"I'm the Super-sized McShizzle, man! I'm Leo Valdez, bad boy supreme. And the ladies love a bad boy."

"Love a bad boy!" Echo squeals.

"Narcissus is a loser! He's so weak, he can't bench-press a Kleenex. He's so lame, when you look up lame on Wikipedia, it's got a picture of Narcissus—only the picture's so ugly, no one ever checks it out."

"What are you talking about?" Narcissus looks up frowning. "I am amazing. Everyone knows this."

"Amazing at pure suck," Leo taunts him. "If I was as suck as you, I'd drown myself. Oh wait, you already did that."