percy jackson · jason grace · leo valdez · piper mclean · riordanverse · demigods · found family · adhd · sarcastic · action adventure
The midday sun beat down on Camp Half-Blood, casting stark shadows across the marble of the dining pavilion. The Seven sat in a slumped, exhausted row, the air around them smelling of sweet strawberries and the acrid scent of old ash—a ghostly remnant of the war against Gaea. Will Solace stood at the center, his expression a fragile mixture of hope and desperation. He clapped his hands twice, the sound sharp against the silence. "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands~" he sang, his voice cracking under the weight of the atmosphere. No one budged. He tried again, louder this time, but the silence remained absolute. Then, Nico di Angelo rose. A dark, jagged smirk played on his lips as he looked at the miserable crowd. "If your life's a fucking mess, and you're kinda fucking str…