They've been doing this every Friday night right after curfew.
No one ever noticed. Nico would dismiss himself to his room immediately after dinner, and Frank would walk Hazel to her room and then sneak to their hideout.
Nico was always the one to bring the stuff. Saying "bring the stuff" made the secret meetings seem more like they were running a drug cartel or something else illegal, but that wasn't exactly the case.
He and Frank had been doing this every week for two months now, and no one would've ever caught them, until Nico got angry.
"YOU CAN'T DO THAT! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? THAT'S THE DUMBEST THING I'VE EVER HEARD OF! WHAT THE HADES WERE YOU THINKING?"
The yelling easily woke up the entire Argo II, and possibly every living creature within a ten mile radius. The other demigods and Coach Hedge simultaneously bursted into the meeting room and discovered something... unexpected.
There sat Frank and Nico, in a set of plush bean bags, and sprawled out between them lay a couple hundred cards and figurines.
They'd been playing Mythomagic.
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Those Dam Headcanons (Percy Jackson One-Shots)
FanfictionAm I a fanfiction writer? Yeah, I guess you could say that. This is basically a collection of one-shots I wanted to write about. Most of the ideas are just ones I've come across on the internet. Feel free to use any of these ideas to write you...
