"Percy? Percy, wakey-wakey!"
Percy mewled and tried to hide his face in the cushion beneath him. Though it didn't feel like his own cushion. Scrunching his eyebrows he thought about opening his eyes.
"Jackson, you lazy-ass, get up now!"
"Nico!", moaned the green-eyed boy and turned around. "Go and annoy someone else! I'm dead on my feet!"
"You are not on your feet", corrected the other half-blood with a chuckle. "And after all I've heard... You haven't spend all that much time on your feet in the last few days anyway. More on your back."
"Shut the fuck up, asshole!", grunted Percy and blushed, sitting up.
Though he went back down with a painful wince. He heard an amused huffing and felt that someone sat down next to him.
"Like I said; Too much time on your back", smirked Nico and fished something out of his pocket.
"What are you doing here, anyway?", grunted the older teen displeased and sat up again, though this time more slowly.
"Here, drink that", ordered the half-Italian and offered him a flask.
"Right", snorted Percy. "As if I'd just do what you say. What's that?"
"Some kind of potion. 'Phone gave it to me, said she had it from Lady Aphrodite. Said it was some kind of... healing potion", answered Nico and shrugged. "I didn't want any more information."
"I kind of don't think I should truly drink it", muttered the son of Poseidon sceptically, though he took the flask nonetheless.
If Aphrodite had set all that up, then she probably had her plans with that potion-thing, too. It didn't taste half bad and it send a tingly sensation through his whole body, stopping at his ass. Now he truly wanted to know what this potion was supposed to do. But the sore feeling lessened.
"Where's Hephaestus?", asked Percy curiously and looked around.
"He had to leave. Lord Zeus wanted all Olympian gods to attend a gathering on mount Olympus, or something like that. Anyway, I'm here to fetch you. So... You gonna come?"
"Fetch me? Why? Is something wrong with camp?", wanted the Sea Prince to know.
"Nothing wrong with camp", snorted Nico and rolled his eyes. "'Phone wanted me to fetch you."
"Lady Persephone? Why?", asked Percy suspiciously.
"I don't know, I'm only the messenger. She's the one who wants to talk to you. So... you gonna come with me, seaweed brain?", grunted the Ghost Prince irritated.
"Oh well, why not?", sighed the son of Poseidon and shrugged. "I don't want to stay in this gloomy atmosphere, at least not without Hephaestus..."
"Aw, don't tell me the great hero of Olympus wants to snuggle after sex?", chuckled Nico amused.
"Shut up, asshole!", growled Percy and blushed. "But... cuddling would be nice for a change..."
"Maybe you'd get a chance to cuddle if you'd stay in the bed of one god at least for a while", accused the son of Hades with a shrug and offered the older demi-god his arm. "Come on, we need to shadow-travel."
"Why are you being such a jerk?", huffed the green-eyed boy annoyed and took the offered arm.
"Because it's only natural to be a jerk towards your step-mother at first."
"Wha-" The rest of Percy's sentence got lost in the shadows.
Darkness engulfed them and Percy felt the eager spark jolting through his body. He enjoyed shadow-traveling thoroughly, it was one of the most exciting things he knew. But he hated the landing. Especially since Nico wasn't the best when it came to those. The two half-bloods stumbled through the darkness and onto a soft surface. Something hard hit him and pressed him down onto the softness. He blinked a few times and looked up into Nico's dark eyes.
