One Shots (Solangelo Edition)

Written In The Stars {Writing Soulmats AU: Part 2}

(A/N) I really like where this is going and okay bye

Rushing into his Cabin, Nico clicked the pen open and started writing. He didn't write anything in particular, he just wrote. When he looked at his arm, surrounding the word his soulmate had wrote half an hour ago were small drawings of smiling stick figures. There were black rainbows (because the pen had one color ink) with cloud colored in with skin. He had drawn happy doodles and a smiley sun with a label saying Mr. Sun III.

Everything his soulmate use to draw for him.

Nico expected writing of relief from his soulmate. He expected them to be happy. Minutes later, all he got was disappointment.

No, his soulmate had replied. You're not real. I'm hallucinating. I'm Broken.

There were minimal swirls at the ends of the letters, but they weren't non-existent. This put hope I'm Nico's heart.

This is real, Nico responded, writing in thick letters. He never really liked his handwriting.

No, you would have replied sooner. I'm just a Broken going crazy.

Yup, and I'm a wamperbamfucker living a dream. (Pens are hard to acquire, you know!) Hopefully that would make his soulmate smile. Nico wanted his soulmate to smile. They made him smile so many times with the cute doodles and curvy letters.

... "Wamperbamfucker?" The Hade- Their soulmate quickly started to smudge out the last word, Hades, and replacing it with heck.

Hades would not approve of you smudging out his name for "heck." Nobody was to say this person was a demigod, but Nico took his chances. If they laughed, saying Hades wasn't real, Nico could always use the "I'm a big Greek Mythology nerd" excuse.

And don't diss the wamperbamfuckers.

The other person drew a small smiley face. There was a small period of time when nobody wrote anything. Then letters started to appear.

Do you know anything about summer camps?

I've had my fair share. My favorite one (and really the only actual summer camp I've seen) was this one called Camp Half-Blood.

Call it cliche but Nico just kind of knew. He could sense the awkward time without writing to each other was both of them debating whether or not the other was a demigod.

Godly parent?

It'd be too obvious. There aren't many kids in my cabin.

Apollo. I'm Apollo.

You're Apollo? The letters dripped with sarcasm.

Uh- my godly parent is Apollo.

You got a name, Apollo?

It's a common name. You probably couldn't find me if I told... wait, why are we keeping our identities a secret? Is this a Simon vs The Homo Sapiens Agenda sorta thing?

Nico mentally shrugged, chuckling at his soulmate's comment.

Dunno. You're probably never cared to notice me. Not many people do. I have the exact amount of one (1) friend. And some dude who sneaks glances at me from time to time but you're probably not him.