Percy Jackson Fanart Nico Novels & Stories

"I'm Nicos, by the way. Local artist, perpetual beach dweller, and apparently terrible at selecting empty locations for landscape painting." "Victoria," I offered, carefully omitting my last name. "And I really am sorry about ruining your composition." Nicos shrugged. "Perhaps it was fate. The scene was missing something anyway." His eyes lit up suddenly. "Actually, would you mind terribly if I painted you in it? You have this... I don't know how to describe it... this presence that would transform the entire piece." I hesitated, caught off guard by the request. Leo would absolutely hate this.

"I can’t promise that. Papa says I am the brightest star in the sky. It's science." "Of course he does." I shrugged. "And!" Elara added as she leaned in close. "Nico has to wear a tiny suit. He will look like a little penguin. But he will drop the rings, Auntie Irene, I just know it. He is very clumsy." "I am not 'lumsey!" Right on cue, Nico appeared in the doorway. He wobbled slightly on his toddler legs, clutching a brightly colored wooden block. He puffed out his chest as he took two incredibly confident steps forward, and immediately tripped.

Mia nodded her agreement, a silent angel aware of everything around her; although quiet, her presence was pretty loud. Nico stood beside me, "Close your eyes as I send it back to the stars." They obeyed immediately. "Seriously, Nico, Baby Yoda?" I turned to glare at him, He grinned, "Come on, it's harmless, the miscreants are safe, and my perfection will be void of fingerprints," "That's vile." "Right?" He let the brush run down my face, "Call this my villain arc then." "Dad," Matteo whispered, "Can I open my eyes now?"