Room 507, Saturday Evening

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Jason and Nico had had every intention of going on an actual date tonight. At least, that had been the plan until their evening out had been cut short by an angry waiter who didn't understand that people had offerings of food to make, and that the fire hadn't been that big, and the napkins they'd used to snuff the flames were already were already frayed so they would have had to throw them out anyway.

The new plan involved pizza and the safety of Jason's room, which Jason decided should have been their plan all along. "I didn't even want to go to Outback, to be honest. Nothing on the menu looked as good as pizza," he said, trying to make Nico feel better as they sat down on his bed.

[For one!]

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"Maybe some crust so there's no grease like, uh, earlier." Nico reached to rip off a chunk, thinking maybe he'd live this down if he could keep anyone else from hearing about it. "This is when it would pay to have Percy's fountain on hand."

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"I could go steal it out of his room," Jason said with a smile, always happy to offer to deface things that belonged to Percy.

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"I thought maybe after a week together you wouldn't get that look on your face at hearing his name," Nico said, amused by Jason's suggestion. "If you want, I could invite him up for pizza?"

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"Don't you dare. This is our date," Jason said. "And besides, I've spent enough time with Percy for a year," he added quickly, trying to cover up the D-word. It was still a little scary.

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Nico caught the date word and tried not to smile like a dork over it even as he pulled his lighter from his pocket. "Still? Even after the fire and failing at being out in public?"

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"Please, this is the most exciting night I've had in a while. Aside from the guys who thought they were girls at a sleepover the other night," Jason said, grabbing his trashcan and setting it down next to the bed. "We can try the going out part another night."

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"You had a sleepover with guys who thought they were girls?" Nico asked, pausing in his fire starting to glance at Jason.

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"I didn't have a sleepover with them. They got bitten by gremlins and thought they were having a sleepover, complete with makeup and pillow fighting. It was pretty entertaining." Aside from getting talked into putting on lip gloss, but he was still pretending that didn't happen.

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"So you just watched?" The look on Nico's face probably gave away how kinky that sounded to him. "And they think I'm a creeper."

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"Actually, I kind of took pictures too," Jason admitted, turning a little red at how dirty that sounded after Nico's question. "And I talked to them, 'cause I wanted to see how crazy they really were."

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"Pictures? For personal or blackmail use?" Nico wondered. Totally valid question when things were put that way.

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"For blackmail, of course," Jason said. "I mean, I don't have anything against Warren and Jono, but you can never be too prepared, right?" That was what he figured, at least.

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"You're such a boyscout," Nico teased, flicking his lighter and burning the bit of crust he'd been holding over the trash can.

In his head, he pointed out that the crust was the best part and that he hoped the gods enjoyed it, especially Lady Hestia. "For the gods."

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After a moment of letting the food burn, Jason put the lid on the trash can to put the fire out. "You're the good one, not me," he pointed out.

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"I'm good?" Nico raised an eyebrow as he leaned back with some pizza. "You're so the first person to ever say that. And probably think that."

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"You make sure the gods are remembered. You're always nice. How does that not make you good?" Jason asked.

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"I'm not always nice," he insisted. "Plus I hold grudges and have a temper and I might eat more than my share of this pizza." What? He was hungry.

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"No one is always nice. I'm saying right now, you're nicer than I am. Unless you eat all of my pizza," Jason said, grabbing a piece and smirking at Nico.

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"Since you have a piece, I guess that would be impossible. What do I get for being nicer?" Other than the pizza he was eating.

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Jason snickered. "I don't know, what do you want?" he asked. "I don't have any medals lying around for you."

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Nico sighed, clearly eating away his sorrow now. "I've always wanted a medal, too. I will just eat your pizza and pretend like there's a ribbon around my neck."

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"Are you pretending it's a pretty ribbon?" Jason said, unable to resist teasing as he took a bite of his pizza.

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"Yes. The prettiest," Nico deadpanned, rolling his eyes at Jason. "Pink or something to go with all the black I wear. That's what you'd pick, right?"

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"For you? Of course. You can't wear all black all the time, no matter how good you look in it," Jason said.

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"You say that, and somehow I'm still pretty sure I do wear black all the time. I mean, they didn't even try to enforce the orange camp shirt with me." Probably because he would look insane in orange. Insane.