After the Ares blessing had straightened him out a bit, Frank had discovered he was now reasonably adept at dancing. Now it was several several years later, and the boys of the squad were gathered at Frazel's flat, which they had bought before marriage with much hesitation. Frank wanted help. Nico put his hand on Frank's shoulder. "You've got my blessing Frank," he says, gazing at him earnestly. "Good luck."
The next day was the party at the Frazel flat, with everyone they'd ever liked from both camps and, at special request, Ares and Hades, who were doubling as mostly Pluto and Mars for the two. When the music ended and everyone thought the party was over, Frank, blushing horribly and his heart pounding but otherwise looking confident, grabbed the mic and took the stage. "Hazel?"
She turned happily from a discussion as did everyone else. The girls of the seven were confused to see their boyfriends get up and go next to the stage in unison. Treasure started playing in the background and Percy, Frank, Leo, Jason, Will, and even Nico started the dance like they'd rehearsed it, Frank singing with Will and Nico correcting his tune from the sides. The crowd parted around Hazel, her eyes wide and shining and her hands fanning her face. Frank jumped off the stage and knelt at her feet, blushing and soft-voiced. "Will you marry me?" He whispered, but with the mic it carried around the room. He took out a black box with a fox eye ruby ring. Hazel tackled him, tears trickling down her face. "Yes! Yes yes yes!" He sighed in relief and kissed her, sending the room into cheers. When Hazel pulled back beaming she whispered, "By the way, I promised Nico he really could be the flower girl."
"Only if he wears the Hawaiian shirt," Frank replies, smiling. Nico had a hard time figuring out why Hazel was suddenly cracking up.
