(Nico’s Point of View POV)
Nico couldn't help but smile crookedly when he thought of Will’s little picnic and his nice gesture of having a wonderful lunch with Nico. Nico walked to the room where Will had slept, now his own chambers. Nico was moving to that room due to the previous room being needed for maximum healing for patients who were still sick, and/or injured. Or so said the notes on door. Nico moved what he had, which wasn't much. All he really owned was his jet black obsidian sword that looked as dark as his father’s eyes when the Lord of the Underworld was getting angry.
Nico unpacked his things, extra clothes with black instead of orange Camp Half Blood print on it. There was also a nice surprise from the 7, or what remained of them: a wonderful new leather jacket that had a skull on the back with a note on it. Obviously whoever wrote the note was either terrible at writing or a bunch of people crowded to try to make a note. The note was a piece of blank empty looking white piece of paper.
The note’s first sentence was in perfect light lavender, obviously Hazel’s writing,
‘Here’s a new jacket I hope you like it. It’s pretty, I think It'll look really good on you Nico! Wear it.’
Hazel’s purple ink ended with a small little face with cute squinted eyes and a curved ‘W’ inbetween.
The next line was in the color of Zeus's master bolt, an extremely powerful looking azure. Nico read in standard print,
‘Hope you like it, I’m trying to build an altar to a god who literally is all about making clothes. Anyways, just so you know I’m going to visit as much as I can, when I can, so deal with it!’
Next was Frank, without a doubt, because he wrote in little letters on the top corner of the page,
‘Hope you like it Nico! Don’t summon skeletons by mistake or something! BTW If you want to play MM with me, feel free to ask and I’ll find time to play it with you!’
In the spaces in between the sentences Nico could tell that Frank was trying to think of something nice to say, and even though he didn’t play that silly game any longer, he wouldn't mind if it made Frank happy, because he really liked how nice he was.Next was in light sparkly fuschia. Keeping in mind that her mother was the goddess of love, it was sure to say that having Aphrodite as your parent it was a horrible curse. Piper wrote in fancy cursive taking up a large portion of the paper.
‘Hope you like the jacket! Took me forever but if you need me or anyone to talk to, there’s a mirror in the pocket of the jacket. It’ll call me or Jason, just ask it. You’re welcome! Get better soon, and Call me Maybe~’
Nico burst into laughter from that reference because he knew Piper hated pop music as much as he did or she seemed to just hate annoying catchy songs.
There was a perfectly written sentence at the close to bottom. In regular penmanship with the exception of a few fancy looking letters here and there, in basic black ink. Definitely Annabeth’s by everything from up above reading,
‘Nico, I really hope you can hurry up and get better! I feel like there are a whole bunch of questions for you.’
The final scribble of words at the bottom of the page was in a sea green, almost aqua color, and written in regular print was,
‘Hi Nico, I hope you feel better! Also I need to ask you a couple of questions too, like what did you mean by I’m not-’
The rest of it was scribbled out by the black and azure.
When Nico finished reading it he took in a deep breath and exhaled. He finished unpacking his things, making a few adjustments to the room making it livable. Seriously how messy could Apollo kids get?When Nico finished cleaning the room; taking a can of horrible smelling Axe he had found to the garbage (probably Will’s brother’s). It was worse than Hydra’s breath. Nico had time to burn and was feeling in the mood for something to lighten his mood. Nico left and went to the Hermes cabin which was the most likely place to go see if anything fun was happening. Nico, once he asked for one of the Stolls, was directed to the box where things were, specifically the ‘NOT STOLEN’ section. Nico, after some digging, and searching for something to do (most likely his butt was poking out while he was digging in the garbage), Nico found a Walkman (For those of you having no idea what it a Walkman is, It’s a portable music player, for discs)
Nico found some albums no one had thought to touch under the names Linkin Park, Neighborhood, and Arctic Monkeys. Nico also got some rechargeable batteries while he was there. Huh, a nice catch for a dumpy place. I wonder what an Arctic Monkey is, I hope it’s as ‘cool’ as it sounds. Oh how I make me laugh.
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My Only Sunshine (boyxboy)
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