The Thief-Percico

The Thief-Percico

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"Hey! Stop!" Percy shouted, running to keep up with the mysterious black figure who had stolen a blue gem. But, the figure didn't listen, he just kept on running. "Seriously, how fast can he go?!" Percy muttered to himself, panting to catch up. It was kind of hard to run in dress shoes that his father, the king, Poseidon made him wear. But, he just had to bear with it. Besides, if he catches the thief, then maybe, maybe, Poseidon would give him ay blue donut with extra chocolate for dinner. This is the story about a mysterious thief, Nico and the prince, Percy. All characters belong to Rick Riordan.
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Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, has looked death straight in the eyes with complete confidence, not wavering a bit. But when it comes to a certain son of the sea god, Nico can't seem to hold himself together. The 7 and Nico have just defeated Gaea and are on there way back to camp half-blood. Nico tries to tell himself his feelings for Percy are gone but soon realizes he's only fallen deeper in love when he sees something he shouldn't have. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Will you Nico di Angelo, make me the happiest man on earth and go out with me?" The small boy grabbed at my sweater, his hands angled in it. I let myself be pulled down, his back hitting the sand the same moment my palms did. His mouth was splayed out in a grain, I smiled back as he laid flat underneath me. "Took you long enough to ask me" Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Rick Riordan.

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