Percy Jackson Oneshots

Body Swap - Solangelo

(They aren't TECHNICALLY together in this fic, but whatever its Solangelo enough. This is very tropey. Be warned. also sorry if it's really confusing this sh*t is hard)

Will was ecstatic. Nico had finally agreed to sleep over at his house, after constant bickering and whining from the blonde boy. Will had planned everything out for Nico's first slumber party. (Or 'sleeping at my best friend's house and also doing games and stuff' as Nico insisted it was. "Slumber party sounds like we're seven year old girls.")

It was the tail end of the night when they decided it was time to break out the ghosty games. Will smiled at how excited the Italian was to do some cultish summoning.

"So, I found this new one where you can allegedly ask for wishes from the Greek Gods. Sounded cool, so let's try it." Nico had pulled the box out of his black duffel bag and was now meticulously setting it up on the carpet of Will's room. Once he was done, they knelt down on either side of the board.

"I came prepared. We need to burn stuff, so could you open a window?" Nico retrieved a bowl, a bag of chips, and a box of matches from his bag.

"Um... sure?" Will stood up and opened the window by his bed, the cold air blowing his messy blonde hair in his face.

Nico dumped some chips in a metal bowl and put it in the circle on the center of the board. He gestured for the blue-eyed boy to retake his spot across from him. Once Will knelt down, Nico lit a match and threw it into the bowl. Surprisingly, the burning chips didn't smell too bad. The open window aired the smoke out nicely.

"Now, we close our eyes and wish. If we say our wishes out loud, they won't work. So don't do that." The boys closed their eyes, making their wishes.

"I wish I could get closer to Nico. He always seems so closed off..."

"I wish I could see how everything looks from Will's perspective. How can he always find the good in everything?"

When the two opened their eyes, nothing had happened.

"It might take a while." Nico explained, blowing out their small bonfire. "Let's sleep on it."

"What about our other games?"

"I mean... I could probably stay over another night..." Nico blushed slightly. Will didn't notice.

"Okay, sure!" Will closed the window while Nico cleaned up the game. Once he was finished, the black-haired boy got into his sleeping bag and fell asleep quickly. Will smiled softly at him before climbing into his own bed and falling asleep immediately once his head hit the pillow.

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When Will woke up, his bed was hard against his back, and his sheets were a scratchy polyester. He tried to fall back asleep, but was scared fully awake by a loud thump to his right. Soft snoring continued moments later. Will tried to stand up, but his arms and legs were constricted. He wiggled his arms out of... Nico's sleeping bag? He looked around, and sure enough, he was on the floor. When he looked down at his hands, he saw that they were pale and thin, the nails covered with a chipping coat of black polish. A dark lock of hair fell in front of Will's fear ridden eyes.

He wriggled the rest of his body out of the sleeping bag and stumbled to his full length mirror, wobbling on too-short legs. He stared in silent horror when the figure reflected in the mirror wasn't Will Solace, but Nico di Angelo. He screamed, Nico's familiar voice coming out of his mouth.