Bianca di Angelo & The Olympians

Me! Me! Choose Me!

Percy POV

"Hey..." I said tentatively to Nico. He was sitting on his bed shuffling Mythomagic cards, which he quickly shoved under his pillow as I walked in, still sporting a mess of black bed hair.

"Percy?" He said with a faux British accent now, "What brings you here on this magnificent morning?"

I laughed. "Magnificent? Is this how you act every day, or did you see me and think 'Oh our savoir Percy has arrived to magnificently make the day better'?"

He stood, grabbing a comb from his old Lotus bag. He said he wanted to keep it as a keepsake, and Bianca had no real reason against it, so he used it as a really short nightstand, I suppose. "I'm not feeding your ego right now Percy." He said chuckling as he combed his hair down.

I frowned. I liked it messy. "I need to talk to Tyson." I said, and Nico stilled his movements. He looked at me to explain. "And I should do it in person. And I know that's stupid of me to ask and I know what the answer in gonna be but-"

"Sure."

I looked at him as if he had grown a third eye, "Wait, really?"

Nico shrugged. "Why not? Maybe we could get some ideas on how to cure Thalia's tree, because we both know Annabeth's search in the library is useless."

I smiled. We began gathering our things and getting prepared to go. "Do you have a safe place we could travel to?"

That was one thing I hated myself for. I wanted to see my mom, and of course we could use our apartment as a safe place, but I knew if she saw me that she would immediately demand me to return home until summer.

"The underground subway station nearby. It'll be filled to the brim with life so it shouldn't be hard to find." He nodded and focused. I knew he would be capable of traveling a ways away, even if his sister's talents outmatched him recently.

We linked arms, and the all too familiar feeling of voided darkness enveloped me again. We appeared in a particularly dark part of the underground. "I will never get used to that." I said, taking deep breaths.

"Well?" Nico said, "Lead the way."

We made our way out and I began moving towards the school, though I kept my blue hood of my sweater up, while Nico just stayed in the dark. After about 10 minutes of this, we rounded the corner where Merriweather stood. I silently nodded Nico over to my direction, and he came over, myself pointing to a particular part of the school near the wall. The Son of Hades nodded, and quickly took my hand to travel again.

We ended up in a janitor's closet, where I heard the bell for the first period to be let out ring. It seemed big enough to fit three. I put a finger to my lips, signalling Nico to stay hidden; he melted nearly perfectly into the wall, at least that is how it looked.

I waited for the tell-tale sign that a huge boy- no, cyclops, was departing the classroom.

THUNK!

There he was, banging his head, again, on the top of the door-frame. I saw Nico wince in the corner.

I placed my hand on the door handle, where I turned it so it was open. After a moment, I reached my hand out, grabbing the front of Tyson's shirt. I dragged him inside the closet.

"Percy!" He ran up to me and gave me a hug, a.k.a crushed my ribs. Thankfully, he let go after making eye contact with the other boy in the closet. The cyclops edged away. "He smells..."

I shook my head, "He won't hurt you. I promise, as a son of Poseidon." I knew that would be the line that got him.

He looked at me in wonder. "P-Poseidon? Is your father?" I nodded, and he gave me another hug and twirled me around.