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Nico POV (that's new)

From the moment Percy walked into the pavillion, I knew something was wrong.

Number 1? He was smiling.

And you may be going: but Nico! He's a comedic relief character along with Leo! Of course he's smiling!

The thing is, I've learned which smiles of his are real and fake.

That one right there was as fake as I'd ever seen.

Number 2? He was wearing a yellow hoodie.

Yes, a yellow one.

He only ever wore blue.

And he did not get dressed into sweatpants and hoodies first thing in the morning.

I know he had a nightmare last night, the screaming that woke nearly everyone up made it quite obvious.

What surprised me though was how quicky it stopped.

Usually I had to wake him up.

Not last night though.

I watched interestedly as he sat down at the Zeus table with Jason and Thalia, nodding absent mindedly at Will's reminders to eat my breakfast.

I needed to make sure he ate first.

"Nico. Babe. Angel."

"Yes, my significant annoyance?"

"Eat your toast. Or it'll go cold. You can ogle Percy after that."

I snorted. "I'm not ogling him. I'm trying to see if he's gonna eat."

"Well, you'll be just as bad as him if you don't eat."

"Ouch."

"Eat your breakfast. Doctors orders."

So I did.

Reluctantly.

I did, however, notice Percy's lack of breakfast-consumption.

Annabeth would be proud of me using that word.

I was on the verge of going up to him and yelling at him to eat something when he finally got himself blue pancakes.

And scraped all but 1 of them into the hearth.

What the hell?

No one sacrifices that much to a god.

Like, ever.

Unless you're thanking them for saving your life or something.

Which is a situation that Percy wouldn't be in.

I was so lost in thought that I almost jumped out of my chair when Will tapped my shoulder.

I would've turned into a bulldog if I was Frank.

"Neeks, baby. I know you're worried about him, but he's Percy, okay? Percy Jackson. He always finds a way to be okay. Focus on yourself for a bit, yeah? You've lost a lot of sleep over this."

I have a quiet "hmph," despite knowing he was right.

Like hell was I gonna admit that.

"C'mon, Angel. Let's go to the woods and relax."

"Stop calling me that stupid pet-name and I'll consider it, sunshine."

He smirked.

"Okay then. Now, c'mon.

A/N: short chapter! I'll have another one out in 10-20 minutes tho. Hopefully. Anyone wanna see more solangelo?