Seph Jackson-Stark

Part Six

"Oh, Seph, you're back. Wonderful. I was just about to get some snacks, want to help?" Mom asks and I nod enthusiastically. We make our way to the kitchen(me hovering and mom walking). I start making cookies and other junk food, which I can do with the snap of my fingers because of Aunt Hestia's blessing. We make our way out, loaded down with trays of cookies, milk, brownies, cake, cupcakes, sandwiches, mini hotdogs, tator tots, and nachos. We set it down on the big table near a giant window that over-looks the city.

"Hey boys and girl. There is food on the table! Come and get it!" I call, and as they come to horde the food, I order pizza then plop down on the couch to watch some Sherlock, and possibly Doctor Who.

"No! What the mother clucking laviathans, Mary?!" I scream at the TV as someone comes to look over my shoulder. Then without looking up from the TV, I say,"You know it's not polite to look over someone's shoulder, Nico."

"Yes, well I was wondering what had you so interested that wasn't Doctor Who. Plus you know I don't have manners, I live with the god of the dead, for Zeus' sake." Nico responds before sitting on the couch next to me and putting an arm around my shoulders. I lean my head on his shoulder before responding.

"Yes, well I ran out of DW episodes so I asked Hazel for advice on a good show. She recommended Sherlock." I explain before calling over my shoulder,"Hey pops! I need a room. Not my room a different, unused room, that cool with you? Oh, and Nico needs a room too! So make that two rooms, wait now that I think about it three!"

"Oh, alright, but what are you going to do with them?" He responds, voice muffled, probably full of some kind of food.

"Well, one's for Nico, as I said, he'll probably be here a lot, cause I don't like him being surrounded by dead people all the time. The other two are for fandom shiz." I explain quickly before jumping up and heading over to a random computer. I pull up a ton of fandom sites for Sherlock where I order multiple shirts and posters for my room. Then I find stuff for DW and continue order a whole load of shiz for the rooms.

Somewhere along the way I had got the pizza and eaten one all by myself. I also started buying Falling in Reverse, Panic! At The Disco, My Chemical Romance, and All Time Low stuff. I soon realized that I needed a whole new room since my old one had been destroyed.

"Daddy I need one more room that will be my room seeing as my old one was ruined. For tonight me and Neeks will take guest rooms, but tomorrow we're going shopping."

"Okay!" I hear a yell from the kitchen. I slowly got up, realizing I had been sitting at the computer for five hours. I walked over to the kitchen to find everyone still up.

"I never was introduced, but now I'm open, so please do." I say with a smile as I lean against the counter.

"The one scarfing down pop tarts is Thor, Norse god of thunder or whatever. The one staring contentedly at a computer is Bruce, he turns into a giant green rage monster, the red head who keeps stabbing the table is Natasha, she's a Russian super spy. The out of place looking one is Steve, he's a super human nerd from WWII. And the one sitting on top of the fridge like a weirdo is Clint, he shoots an arrow good." Dad says with a smirk.

"Yay! You're almost as good at intros as me!" I say,"But everyone knows you just can't reach this level of fabulousness."

"Psh. You wish you could be this fabulous." He says.

"And he's turned gay." I groan.

"You always say you're fabulous." He argues back.

"Yes, but I can get away with it, I'm a girl. You're a guy, so naturally when you say it, you sound gay." I explain, you know in the tone you use to explain stuff to a three-year-old that keeps asking 'why?'.

"Pshhh. Whatever." Dad replies.

"I wanna go to London." I announce, changing the subject completely.

"Why?"

"Why not?" I raise my left eyebrow skeptically.

"Good enough for me. We're going to London!" Dad announces and I smile happily before going to find Nico and flopping onto his lap as he watches something horror-related on the couch.

"Can we prank some one?" I ask while giving Nico puppy eyes.

"Fine." He sighs and I smile then lean up and peck him on the cheek.

"Yay! Let's prank fridge-man(Clint)." I say and make my way back to the kitchen, dragging Nico along.

Word Count: 1486

Translations: None

Disclaimer: If I owned PJO or HOO, I would most likely not be writing fanfiction for it.

Pairings: [Main:] Nico Di Angelo/Persephone "Seph" Jackson-Stark (Perseus "Percy" Jackson); [Side:] Anthony "Tony" Stark/Virginia "Pepper" Potts

Warning/Tags: Fem!Percy, Bad Pranks

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A/N:

I'm soooooooooo sorry for not updating in so long. I also know this chapter wasn't the best and not nearly worth the wait. I figured I'd put it up now because I just realized that it has been sitting around for a while, floating through space with no apparent purpose. So, yeah, here you go. I hope the intros were to your liking.

Also, on the topic of my choice of words for things (i.e. spunk[this one really gets to me now]), I was 12 when I wrote this, and had yet to be corrupted. I'm sorry and will find better, more meaningful ways to articulate what I mean. Why do I not go back and change it? Because really lazy, that's why.

Thank you all for reading and waiting. I hope your week is filled with smiles and laughs,       ARK