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    “Nico! Hi!”

    “He-ey, Will,” Nico says, voice cracking badly on every vowel. Annabeth shoves her face into Percy’s shoulder, body shaking.

    “I didn’t know you were coming! I thought you were in the arena all day.”

    Nico shrugs, shoes scuffing the floor. “I am. I just — uh, I got hurt? So. Came to see you.”

    Will’s beam is so bright it hurts to look at, a little. Percy squints and realises that’s not just the excitement, actually — he really is glowing, faintly. His hands flap slightly at his sides.

    “Well, you’re in the right place, then.”

    “Yeah.”

    Neither of them say anything for a minute, rocking back on their heels. Will watches Nico closely, biting his lip. Nico looks resolutely at the floor.

    “We weren’t this bad,” Annabeth whispers, “were we?”

    Percy shakes his head. “Nah, there’s no way.”

    “Gods. It’s so — I don’t know whether to smile or take a dip in the Lethe. It’s embarrassing and endearing at the same time.”
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    OR: Percy and Annabeth witness something that finally makes them realise what "it's so cute it makes me want to gag" means.

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    Will likes getting gifts, and Nico likes the way Will blushes whenever he gives him anything. It should be a simple situation, but nothing's ever simple for Nico. Something's bothering Will, and Nico can't do anything about it. Never mind that he still can't seem to put a name to these feelings, either. Maybe there's a point in here about anger and nuance, or maybe it's a point about being young, or self acceptance, or whatever else. Or maybe Nico's just reading into it too much.

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    31 Mar 2024

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    Will falls out of the chariot, eight entire times. There’s nothing funnier than watching him lose his shit at a splintered pile of wood that was once a carriage, helmet thrown to the ground in a fit of rage, accent so thick he’s literally incomprehensible. Nico never gets to see him like this. His stomach actually hurts from laughter on several occasions.

    Slowly, though, he starts to get the hang of it. He’s fast, after all, and quick to observe, to respond; the other teams struggle to land hits on him, in practice runs, and sabotage is difficult when your opponent seems to have an almost prophetic gift to see things coming.

    He can’t, however, steel himself to hit back.

    And therein lies the trouble.

    “For fuck’s sake, Will, I’m not asking you to kill anybody,” Clarisse snaps. “You need to get your head in the game!”

    Will’s shoulders curl defensively. “I know! I’m trying! It’s just —” He kicks at their broken wheel, in two clean pieces on the ground. “Do no harm.”

    “Do some harm. Or I’m gonna kick your ass.”
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    OR: Will is forced to chariot race. Things go very wrong, very quickly.

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    He glares playfully at his siblings, who are all giggling now, pointing fingers at them all.

    “Lemme tell you right now. A man walks in here offering me that and a cheque for any school I want and it’s over for you people. I’m gone. You can fend for yourselves.”

    “Yeah right,” Austin snorts, disbelieving. He reaches over and pinches Will’s thigh, cackling when he squawks. “We can’t even get you to leave the infirmary at the end of your shift. You’re stuck here forever, Rapunzel.”

    “Just you wait! My prince will come!”

    “As if he even wants a prince,” he hears Kayla whispering to a giggling Gracie, who responds with a cheeky, “Not when he’s got a king!”

    Nico doesn’t know who they’re talking about, but the fact that there’s someone — his vision goes green. He has to tamp down a genuine snarl which is — ridiculous. And out of nowhere.

    He cuts another glance to Will, who is still muttering petulantly. Every few minutes, he hears something about an “open floor plan” and “high pressure showers”.

    He gets a very, very stupid idea.
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    OR: When it comes to Will, Nico will always bend over backwards. Anything for that radiant, breathtaking smile.

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    Will shrugged. “Cool. You know how to drive stick?”

    Absolutely not, but what Nico said instead was, “Duh.” 

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