A Very Leo Christmas Pt. 2 - Nico
Again, you can guess who it is.
On the bright side, AwesomeNird will be writing the next chapter (maybe, I might do more parts to this one) with me breathing in her ear, editing like every sentence she writes.
Nico's POV
"Wake up, wake up wake up!"
I receive a rude awakening at three in the morning when Leo pokes me furiously and tells me insistently to wake up. Judging from the annoyed grumbles coming from underneath me and in front of me, I'm the last to receive this luxury treatment.
"Nico! Get up! It's three am already...just think how much present-getting time we're missing!"
As I groan in Leo's direction, a brilliant plan forms in my mind.
"Fine," I say. "I'll get up!"
"Nico, don't! No without socks on. Have you felt how cold this floor is?" Will nags, but in that cute exaggerated southern accent so I know he's joking. I climb down from my top bunk, wrinkle my nose at him and say, "Fastidio significativo," which translates loosely from Italian as 'significant annoyance'. (Please don't judge if it's wrong. I used Google Translate.) He knows what I'm saying, of course, and laughs blearily.
I head into the bathroom...
...(right, picking up where we left off. I hate getting too much information.) I stepped out and hopped back to bed.
"But...but...you said you'd get up!" comes Leo's voice from where he's sitting, fully dressed (right down to the muddy trainers) on his bunk.
"I did," I say calmly. "For two minutes."
"I rest my case," he huffs.
..............
It's now nine am and even Will is up. Everyone is sitting on their beds in pyjamas and throwing presents at each other. Leo has given everyone gag presents. Percy got a bottle of water - I was going to tell Leo that was a really bad idea but now it's too late. Calypso got a small plastic child's trowel and is wacking him on the head with it. He's stolen Hazel's centurion helmet and is wearing that on his head for protection.
Percy walks up to Leo, carrying an oddly shaped parcel. "This is from all of us." There's a mischevious glint in Percy's eye and I seem to recall being asked to buy Leo a screwdriver.
Leo opens the package and a toothpaste bomb explodes in his face. He grins and licks it and says, "It tastes disgusting," but with the kind of face he would have if he said it tasted delicious.
He rips off the rest of the wrapping like a hungry monster to reveal an enormous toolbox. He grins and pulls out the rest of the smaller, lumpy packages and each one is a different tool, made of celestial bronze and imperial gold. Each one also explodes in his face with toothpaste and a different flavour of fruit juice. Judging from the gleeful expressions on Percy and Jason's faces, they were the ones responsible for the sloppy wrapping and toothpaste bombs.
Leo laughs, wipes his new toolbox and tools with an old polishing cloth and finds an elf hat in the bottom of the box. He puts it on over Hazel's helmet and warm, sticky chocolate pudding drips down his face as the grand finale. "I'm off to have a shower or I'll be attracting all the ants," he smirks, sauntering towards the bathroom.
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