What happens when Nico Di Angelo accidentally texts Tony Stark?
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Be prepared for hilarious drama, very weird author's notes, and lots of fanart and memes. There are also a few random chapters at the end of this that are basically one-shots r...
I'm SO SORRY I haven't posted a real chapter in a while! I had to go out of town for the weekend, and then I got a bunch of homework, and THEN my internet went out for about a day sooooooooo. . . I dunno, maybe the fates hate my story?
On an unrelated note, I found this thing called demographics, and look at what it shows me:
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The darker the blue is, the more readers live in that area. For instance, 1.338% of you live in Brazil.
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Demographics also shows the age (I know most of you are lying about your age, btw. Don't worry, I may have lied about my age too.) and your gender. 66% of you are female, 6% are male, and 28% prefer not to say. (I feel like they should have a gender-neutral and gender-fluid option too, but whatever.)
I feel. . . stalkerish.
NO, I feel. . . Tonyish.
Now, I know you've all been waiting for this update, so here you go!
(I know what I did with Jason's POV and I feel no regret)
💕🧱Jason's POV:
Leo and Percy were trying to get me, Nico, and Frank to enter the Camp hot-dog eating contest. Personally, I think it's disgusting to shove thirty hot-dogs down your throat without even looking at them, much less chewing them, but each to their own. And that was not my own
"Come on, it'll be tasty!" Leo exclaimed.
"I ran at full speed back to this camp only to get caught up in this," Nico said, disgusted.
"Come on Nico! Let's Nic-go!" Percy said.
Leo smiled. "Yeah, go with the Nic-flow," he laughed.
Nico groaned and rolled his eyes. "Nic-out," he said, as he shadow-traveled away.
Percy and Leo high-fived.
"I guess that just leaves you two," Percy said, smiling at us.
"I really don't think swallowing five hot-dogs per-second is a good idea," Frank said.
