Nico sneezed for the twentieth time that morning. He had woken up with a cold from shadow traveling in the rain. If Will finds me I'll never hear the end of it. Nico thought.

"Nico?" A voice called into the cabin. Turning to the source, he saw a head of frizzy hair and knew it was Hazel. She looked around as though confused until Nico let out a huge sneeze once again. "Oh my-! Nico! You look awful!" She rushed to his bedside and put a palm to his forehead. "You don't just look awful either. This fever is too! Wait here. I'll get someone to help."

Nico put out a hand to stop the daughter of Pluto, but she had already rushed out. Sighing, he prepared for the worst.

Minutes later he was faced with a son of Apollo, tapping his foot on the cabin floor. "Nico."

"... Yes, Will?"

"What happened here?"

"I'd rather not- ACHOO!" He covered his nose and turned to the wall.

"You'd rather not.... what?" Will's face held a triumphant look as he realized he had already won the argument. "What did you do, Di Angelo?"

"Sha... velled.... rain...." Nico muttered.

"You shelved a window pane?" Hazel asked, and Will snorted.

"No, Hazel. Your brother shadow travelled in the rain because he's an idiot," Will said laughing.

"Hey! At least I don't wear white lab coats when they obviously don't make me look cool," Nico said smirking.

"Oh sure Nico, come talk to me when you've emptied your wardrobe of any and all skull decorated items."

"Alright, Solace. I caught a cold. Now, are you going to help me or not?"

"Sure thing, sunshine." Will threw a mint at Nico. "First thing's first, we've got to do something about that terrible breath of yours."