Alright Now To The Good Stuff

                                    

                                          
Hey guys! Good news! I'm still alive! Now, I know I've been a very bad author for not posting, but I'll do my best to make up for it. 
Percico shippers: YAAAAAAY!
Percabeth shippers: NOOOOOOOOO!
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Hey! Why are you still reading my author's note? I thought you wanted to read my story!

*Cue exciting music*
"Nico...Why?" Percy croaked.
  Nico smiled maliciously, which was impressive, since he was wearing a I'm with Stupid --> T shirt. "Why? Because, Percy, you stole my Happy Meal, and nobody gets away with that. Nobody. Prepare to die." He raised a gun and aimed it at Percy's chest.
  "Wait, what?"  *Stop exciting music* Percy blinked. "That's why you want to murder me? Because I took one fry out of your McDonalds Happy Meal?"
  "Well, yeah."Nico lowered his gun a bit, distracted. "I love my fries. Didn't you know that?"
  "Oh, wait......I forgot about that. Gee, if only I had remembered. What do you think?" Percy said sarcastically.
  "Don't sass me, Jackson. That's what got you on a lot of the gods' bad side." 
  "But..."
  "No. Please don't."
  "I'M PERSASSIUS PERSASSON!!!"
  "CUT!!!" Chaos screamed. "FOR THE LAST TIME, PERCY, IT'S PERSASSIUS JACKSASSON, NOT PERSASSIUS PERSASSON!"
  "Sorry!" Percy called.
  "From the top! Annnndddd...........Action!"
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  "Okay, our next scene is too..." Percy's eyes widened and a blush spread across his face. "OKAY, WHO WROTE THIS SCENE?!"
  While Percy's mouth was busy spouting curse words, Nico snatched the script from him and read it. He joined Percy in looking like a tomato.
  "OKAY WHO WROTE THIS?!" Nico stormed into the commanders' block, waving the script, with Percy following him.
  Chaos was in the main room playing some kind of Monopoly that was based on Planet Chaos instead of some city on Earth with the rest of his commanders because, well, would you rather be lonely in a giant building or chill with your adopted sons and their friends? Wow, that sentence was way too long.
  "Hello...sons." Chaos was still getting used to the fact that he had adopted two teenagers and that he had to call them his sons now.
  "Hi...Dad." Percy and Nico were also still getting used to the fact that the most powerful person in the entire universe had adopted them and that they had to call him their father.
  (Sigh...they've been 'related' for a hundred Chaos years now and they still haven't completely adjusted...)
  The awkward moment ended and Nico's anger came back. "WHICH ONE OF YOU JERKS ('Jerks' was only the general idea of what he said. His exact words have been replaced in case any kids are secretly reading this right now.) WROTE THIS?!" Everyone's shadows peeled away from the walls and floor and gathered into one big blackish-grey pool of shadow slime behind him, ready to attack the unfortunate person/people who had made him mad.
  "You guys are gonna get it..." Percy stage-whispered.
  "Huh?" Chaos looked baffled. "What's the problem?" He stepped up and took the script out of Nico's hand. He read it and had to stifle a laugh. He didn't do a very good job.
  Everyone peered over Chaos' shoulder and snickered.
  "Okay are you people done looking at it? Who wrote this?" Nico demanded.
  Nobody answered him. Everybody just looked at each other.
  Chaos looked at his watch. "Uh, Nico...This may not be good news, but the show's going on TV in two hours, and we still haven't filmed it yet."
  "WELL THEN WRITE ANOTHER ONE!!"
  "The script-writing process usually takes five hours." Zoe reminded him.
  "Can't we replace us with Silena and Beckendorf or something?"
  "No, you and Percy are the main characters, and it wouldn't make sense if they ended up _______ instead of you."
  Nico looked like he wanted to cry. "Do I have to?"
  "Yes. Yes you do."
__________________________________ After Filming __________________________________
  They were finally done. 
  Long story short: Nico wanted to curl up in a ball and die.
And that, my friends, was how Percico's first kiss went. Not very romantic, is it? Well, it's a start.


 Hello! You've probably already guessed what Percy and Nico were forced to do. This is the ending of the script:
Percy: *blushes* Uh...How do I say this... 
*connects lips*
From then on, improvise.
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