Anubico Oneshots based on prompts

"Indeed, the dog's mother."

Prompt 1: Maybe nico gets lost in the duat and meets bast and nephtys and they tell him embarrassing stories about anubis

Prompt 2: Oh hey maybe u should write overprotective dad osiris and motherly nephtys who likes to pinch nicos cheeks and fawn how adorable he and her son are together and embarrassing anubis in front of his human teen friends

Nico glanced around.

Where in Hades was he?

The lanscape – if you could call it that – was dark. The air seemed thick to the eye, but when he drew his breath it was clear. It made his head feel weird. He couldn't put his finger on the feeling.

The place he'd ended up reminded him of his shadow-traveling, a place between places.

He glanced around again and tried to find out where to go from here. There wasn't much to see. Just darkness.

It was eerily quiet. The darkness he could deal with, he was used to it after all, preferred it even. The silence, however, was deafening. Oppressing.

Nico tried to take a tentative step. His foot landed on what seemed to be nothing. It was solid.

He took another step. And then another. Soon he was walking forward, no real direction in mind, just forward.

It looked the same. A stretch of infinitive darkness that somehow managed to give enough light to see. He could see his body at least.

He'd been walking for a while, he wasn't sure how long. Time felt different. His feet were a little sore.

He sighed and rested his hand on the hilt of his sword out of habit.

The sensation of another presence made him unsheathe the sword and whirl around in one movement. The tip of the Stygian iron blade rested just underneath the chin of the person behind him. However, in that same instant, Nico could feel sharp nails – more like claws – prickling the skin on his throat.

"Well~" came the melodic voice of the opponent. "What do we have here? A demigod in the duat? Are you lost, little kitten?"

The words were spoken in a purring voice, but they held a clear warning, the tone dripping with menace.

"Depends," the son of Hades said. "Who's asking?"

The woman before him chuckled, "Oh, suspicion. Good." She smiled, the cat like eyes crinkling at the corners, "I am Bast."

Nico raised his eyebrows, "The Egyptian cat goddess?"

The goddess seemed smug at his recognition of her, "You know of me~ And who, may I ask, are you?"

Nico swallowed, he supposed lying would be stupid with razor sharp claws against his neck, "Nico di Angelo, son of Hades."

Bast raised an eyebrow before she burst out laughing, "You- I should've known he would pick someone like you. You're practically identical."

What in Hades was she talking about, "What?"

Bast grinned, "I know who you are, kitten~ You're the dog's companion."

The dog...?

"Oh, I have to find Nephthys. She's been dying to meet you."

He knew that name, "Anubis' mother?"

The goddess removed her claws and Nico lowered his sword, "Indeed, the dog's mother."

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Nephthys, in Nico's opinion, was lovely.

Bast had taken him to the Hall of Judgement, where both Nephthys and Osiris (the god a bit unwilling) had welcomed them.