Percy POV
"What are you even talking about?" Leo asked. We were -clearly- talking about how if I was the son of Poseidon, would my pancakes drown. Hey, it is a very debatable topic. "What if you let someone eat one of your pancakes?" Piper asked. "I would never let anyone eat my pancakes!" I told her matter-of-factly.
"Um... hey guys, can I sit here?" Said a shy son of Hades. "It's Death Breath" Leo whispered at me. "Sure" I said to him.
Nico was about to sit next to Piper but Jason winked at him and told him to sit next to me. The ghost king gave Jason one of his very famous death glares. He sat next to me, staring at the ground.
I wondered why he did that, try to include himself in, then just shut himself out. Doesn't he know that we would include him. We would help him, I would help him. There's so much going inside of his head, I want to know what Nico's thinking so badly.
It just hurts me to see him cry. Every night I hear his muffled cries. I also know that I'm the only one that hears him, the only that hears him cry. I expect it, I hear what he tells himself. It makes me want to go over to his cabin and just hold him until he falls asleep. But I do know that if I did he would yell at me and tell me to get out and never talk to him again. I don't know what's wrong with him but I will find out eventually.
Now back to my pancakes...
So how was just starting out. Now you all know what I have to say... None of this belongs to me it all belongs to rick riordian, blah blah blah.
So ya, just tell me what you would like to happen, first person to comment gets dedication... blah blah blah. Yeah let's just get on with it. Bye!
