#nosoy

[blastkat]

Unreal Chocolate covered Coconut

I ordinarily purchase Unreal dark chocolate nutbutter cups. They’re my favorite. I was resupplying when I noticed @unreal.snacks dark chocolate coconut bars. I love chocolate covered coconut bars. I picked up a bag to try it. What I love about Unreal dark chocolate coconut bars is they’re not bitter and not too sweet. There’s a nice balance between the organic coconut and the dark…

[darkergrey]

ghost hunting for Pharasma in the most haunted places

[astravires]

i know of sin by the things momma prayed i know of heaven by the line at its gate... ...so come drink the water if you want to be saved.

just some of nosoi the necromancer spellcaster in @aniraklova's latest cc because it is amazing (as if all their cc, imo since nosoi is wearing LOADS of it)

[ttrpg-smash-pass-vs]

The nosoi is a psychopomp, the beings who guide you to the afterlife when you die. These are the scribes, messengers, and clerks, directing the freshly dead and witnessing the judgement. Most are really chatty and like talking about all the cool things they're doing. They can turn invisible, read future omens, and turn into a different type of songbird or raven. Thier song is also supernaturally fasinating, keeping your attention solely on them.

Oh, and they're the size of an actual songbird or raven. Probably assumed but you never know with these things.

[honeybee2807]

Forgotten Memories: The Hidden Oracle

Chapter 2

Lester let out a high pitched shriek.

Turning around, he sprinted to the nearest apartment but it did not deter the nosoi, who just moved faster. As he rushed inside the building, he collided into someone. The man he ran into had black hair and sea-green eyes so mesmerising that you could be sucked into it. The man furrowed his eyes and frowned, "Dude, what..."

"Nosoi!" Lester interrupted, his hand frantically waving at the direction of the monsters. "They have been following me all the time."

Scowling, the man pulled out an unremarkable pen, which had turned into a giant, gleaming sword while he uncapped it, and muttered angrily, "Monsters won't just give me a break."

Lester stared at the sword-pen and mumured, "How...?"

"Oh that?" the man looked unfazed. "That's riptide!"

'As if that explained anything' Lester thought sardonically.

The man sliced one of the Nosoi and Lester dared to hope that that would stop the Nosoi. At least until Lester noticed that the Nosoi had reformed.

"How did that not work?" the bewildered man was stumped. "That usually works!"

Lester let loose a sob as the feelings of panic and shock had grown until they were a sea that he was drowning in. "I don't know! We got to run!"

Stumbling as he ran, Lester followed the man up the stairs until they were outside a door which the man opened.

"Get in!" he yelled out.

As they both hurried in, they saw an attractive woman in her fourties bustling around with a plate of blue cookies (blue?). She grinned when she saw the man. "Hello, Percy! Who's this friend of yours?"

The man, Percy, grimly stated, "Monsters are here, mom"

Speak of the devil and he shall appear! At Percy's words, the Nosoi came speeding in and snarled, "Yooo will nooot escape. What shall weee give yooo? Perhaps, ebooola?"

Percy's mom paled. "Oh dear."

As the nosoi swarmed around them, Percy attempted to strike with his sword to no avail. One of the nosoi let loose a fog which encircled Percy, who fell down to the floor.

In a fit of desperation, his mom grabbed the nearest thing she could find to attack the nosoi. Swinging a vacuum cleaner in full power, she demolished one of the nosoi.

The other two backed away in fear of this creepy automation but an enraged mother whose child was attacked is an incredibly scary creature. With a loud roar, she charged at the nosoi and killed them.

Lester looked at her in admiration, awe and apprehension. Relief had started to pour into him when he heard a wheeze behind him.

Percy was clawing at his throat, croaking, "I.... cannot.... breathe..." before letting out a hacking cough. He was increasingly getting paler and his body was slowly getting limp. He was infected by the smoke released by the Nosoi.

"Percy!" exclaimed his mother, rushing towards him.

Limping towards Percy, Lester tried to recall anything that might have been of help. His newest companion couldn't die, not right after victory! Desperation seized him as gripped Percy tightly, hoping against hope that they would be able to reach the nearest hospital before things got too late. Suddenly, golden light flew from Lester's hands and encased Percy before being absorbed by the man. Colour began flooding Percy's cheeks and light reached his sea green eyes. Percy and his mom stared at him.

Lester stammered, "I don't know what happened either!"

Percy's mom hugged him tightly, "Thank you....."

"Lester," he replied.

She asked, "How did you see these monsters?"

And so Lester started from the beginning. He recounted of falling from the sky, his memory loss, the voice...

"...I don't know what I am being punished for..."

...him running and encountering the Nosoi.

By now, adrenaline swept off him and he was acutely aware of the pain in his chest. He looked down to see red in his shirt. Feeling suddenly dizzy(Was blood supposed to be red?), he gripped the nearest table and his feet buckled. The world started spinning and everything went dark.

Previous Chapter:

[opalkire]

Goddess makes local dragon very sick, sends her halfway across the country with a bird and a waffle iron to deal with demons.

in the tags describe your ttrpg character's backstory as badly as possible in one sentence. i'll start: local woman who has lived next to the ocean her entire life sees an extra tall wave one time and immediately decides to become an anarchist nun.

[memori662]

“I, do not have chlorosis.”

[thegoblinwizard]

He's just a lil guy on his way to his 9 to 5 in purgatory.

-

He's also a sorcerer's psychopomp familiar.

[misterbardman]

One thing I am still very curious about when it comes to Trials of Apollo: why did it take him roughly six months to become mortal?

Why not sooner?

If it was sooner, Percy and Annabeth, and Grover as well, were in New York City at school, surely they could’ve helped him.

Also, as much as I love Chalice of the Gods and Wrath of the Triple Goddess, technically, Nero and the others should still be around right? I mean, I sort of get why the main trio isn’t at camp, they probably don’t know about the lack of communication if it started around then.

But somehow, the gods have time to send Percy on Quests but not to try and get the prophecy stuff solved first??? Like, ToA, it is a pretty big deal that there are no prophecies or quests, that Delphi has been taken over by Python by that point,

But Percy has time to pet-sit? I don’t think he should handle every quest, but come on, he’s taking any quest he can get, why hasn’t anyone tried using that?

I just really want someone to ask about these things in the next book. Maybe mention seeing a Triumvirate real estate sign, or try calling camp and getting no response. Or just have Annabeth and Percy question what happened to Apollo after he was basically disappeared after the giant battle in blood of Olympus.

It is really surprising that no one questions this stuff until it’s too late. Still, I just think it would be so nice and neat to get SOME reference towards Trials of Apollo, it would make sense timeline wise.

It all depends when the next book is set I guess. Hopefully, it takes place during the new year, which I would love to see a scene from Percy’s point of view when Apollo and Meg first drop by, then go to camp and fight the nosoi. It would be so interesting to see someone else’s thoughts from the same scene.

I am begging for fan fiction or for something to be canon please please please-

[memori662]

Why is this so real... Like-

has your oc ever died and come back?

[blastkat]

We're getting ready for Halloween with Unreal Snacks

We’re getting ready for Halloween with @unreal.snacks dark chocolate almond butter cups and dark chocolate caramel peanut nougat bars. When we were little, I remember my parents sorting our Halloween Haul after trick or treating. My dad was particular. He let us have the “good snacks”. Good being subjective to less bad than the rest. These days, my little group of trick or treaters aren’t…

[greekfamily]

*In a meeting* Erebus: Nyx is something under your cloak Oneiroi: *Peeks out* Atropos: *Peeks out* Clotho: *Peeks out* Lachesis: *Peeks out* Hypnos: *Peeks out* Aegle: *Peeks out* Thanatos: *Peeks out* Erythea: *Peeks out* Arethusa: *Peeks out* Hestia: *Peeks out* Hespera: *Peeks out* Hesperusa: *Peeks out* Hespereia: *Peeks out* Geras: *Peeks out* Momus: *Peeks out* Moros: *Peeks out* Eris: *Peeks out* Hemera: *Peeks out* Aether: *Peeks out* Apate: *Peeks out* Oizys: *Peeks out* Philotes: *Peeks out* Eros: *Peeks out* Hecate: *Peeks out* Tisiphone: *Peeks out* Alecto: *Peeks out* Megaera: *Peeks out* Deimos: *Peeks out* Ponos: *Peeks out* Styx: *Peeks out* Dolos: *Peeks out* Euphrosyne: *Peeks out* Hybris: *Peeks out* Hydros: *Peeks out* Eleos: *Peeks out* Sophrosyne: *Peeks out* Epiphron: *Peeks out* Anaidea: *Peeks out* Epiales: *Peeks out* Achlys: *Peeks out* Eurnomos: *Peeks out* Nosoi: *Peeks out* Ker: *Peeks out* Zephrus: *Peeks out* Chaos: i- HOW! Nyx: Technically i am under it Gaia: You have 44 people under your cloak plus you Nyx: dont ask Erebus: Its too early for this Nyx: Meeting Adjourned.... Lets go my children!!

[astravires]

Hoard of bones and chest for stones We shall not stay awake through nights of darkness...

yet another CAS challenge - this time @j3lly-fish's one with the stars challenge

also, thank you for helping me with your CAS poses!

nosoi athan...spellcaster (necromancer)

11 - green 1 - odd number - unnatural colours 3 - red 12 - moles / 13 - scars 19 - your sim has connections to the dead / 5 - your sim is overly fond of jewels/jewelry

[cabinofimagines]

Start Chat

It is time for the holidays this year! This time we got some special flavour that we invented ourself >:-)

-Asnyox

Start chat

The Le-Gou-Lash Bash

Magnus

How’s everyone? This gc kinda died two weeks into November.

Will

The gc isn’t as dead as you are, Magnus. Besides we got a bunch of flu cases here at camp (curse the Nosoi).

Will

Magnus

That’s no-soi nice to say. Whatever those things are. 

Next time you see me you better be prepared to suffer, Chase.

nvm

Nico just laughed, you can take this one

Jason

Nico laughed and I wasn’t there to see it? Unbelievable

Will

Well if you weren’t hanging around CJ all the time- I can’t blame you tbh it’s probably a lot less hectic than here

Jason

Yeah CJ is pretty quiet, but there’s no fun though. Talked to Leo last week nd apparently I am missing “all the holiday events that matter”

Magnus

Sounds rough, I know there’s going to be a bunch of holiday stuff at Valhalla

Jason

How big is the chance that it will spark joy?

Magnus

It will spark something for sure, I do not want to join sleighing to the death 101 this year

Jason

SLEIGHING?? I’ve never done that

Magnus

Will

sleighing to the death??? What?

Too bad I kinda hate going to these events 

unless…

Hey, you all think we could swap places?

Magnus I need to go sleighing it will put me one up to Leo

Jason

Like people wouldn’t notice? We le-goulashed them up at halloween anyways

Will

I volunteer as tribute to go to CJ

Finally some rest

Magnus

Dunno what CJ is but uuh that means I should go to your place, Will?

Will

Ye, I will tell Nico about it and make sure u don’t get forced into infirmary duty. 

Magnus

Oh I can heal if needed uuh is Percy going to be there

Need to make sure that I don’t tell him Klaus isn’t Santa or whatever right

Will

I am not sure where percy is, last time I saw him he seemed busy

Will

Jason

IM GOING SLEIGHING!!! oh but Will can you make sure the bobs are okay

bobs? as in haircuts?

Jason 

No, I got a few friends all named bob at CJ. Just let them know where i’m at that should be good. 

Magnus

Will

okay…? 

I have no chores for you Grace just stay away from sharp objects, and uh… if you see an animal hanging out in my room don’t kill it or kick it out that’s Alex.

Jason

You mean the girl that was terrorizing us for halloween? i have to share room with her??

Magnus

It’s actually a yearly thing? the whole terrorizing strangers— well you know what, forget it I tell Alex myself, don’t worry. Also do NOT pet the giant squirrel, he can and will make you cry

Jason

Got it! Kinda. You guys are weird but then again my best friend dresses up his bronze dragon depending on the holidays and forces me to pose in the pictures with him so idk why i act surprised

Will

Nico says he needs to see the pictures, for research

Jason

Nico isn’t allowed to see them until he sends me one SMILING

Will

Nico says he’ll hack your phone when you’re not looking

Magnus

Just told Alex n’ friends, Jason, make sure you bring a whole bag of chocolate so the doorman doesn’t kick you outta my floor and also what do you mean he’s got a dragon

Jason

There’s one at Camp Half-blood too so don’t worry, anyway gotta go pack!!! sweaters and socks!!

Will

You made a child very happy today, Chase

Magnus

He’s like ten years older than me

Will

Mentally the romans are **fuzzy static noise**

Magnus

Am I supposed to know what that means

Will

Don’t worry about it, I’m the one spending my holidays there, I’ll probably be bored out of my mind, unless the bobs are like a really good group of country music, but I doubt it— Sigh.

End chat.

Magnus

Good luck soldier

I gotta go get clothes for hot weather, i guess

[thunder-jolt]

Not in the exact style as Hades but the shading would at least help. Anyways, allow me to introduce a minor goddess/primordial deity (minor as in NOT known, not as in her age), Lyssa, the Goddess of Rage, Frenzy, and Rabies in animals.

= = = =

Her lore is quite simple:

She is not known by many and is often considered forgotten by most. However, she is known for inflicting the Minyades with madness as tasked as an agent by Dionysus, and inflicting Herakles with madness as tasked by Hera but was intervened by Athena. Unfortunately, no other gods (other than Dionysus, Hera, and Athena) even know of her existence, though she was infamous for creating the disease of Rabies (aka the Lyssavirus) when the hounds of Achteon tore him apart purely at the presence of Lyssa, or any other creature potentially infected with Rabies.

In Lyssa's defense, she created the disease of Rabies by accident but, in her own words, "It would've been an accident if the other gods didn't task her with inflicting madness upon other people, and animals, too.", which would imply that the disease was intentional, it's how it does to the human body that is unintentional. In her own words about the disease, "It can bring madness, yes, but it does other things, foaming at the mouth? Hydrophobia? Those are purely not of my power or intention. I'm a goddess closely related to the Maniae, not a goddess closely related to the Nosoi."

But enough about lore now, let's get to her personality:

She can easily be ticked off by any loud noises, though mainly with big crowds (and selfish pricks-) for that matter.

Much like a dog, she's both bark and bite. And trust me, you do not want to have her bite. That's what I would consider a death sentence, whether death by rabies or by something else.

Though being the goddess of rage, she gets along rather well with the other gods, such as Aphrodite, Hephaestus, and, the previously mentioned gods that were stated in her lore (Dionysus, especially. Hera, good terms. Athena, minimally mutual). She also gets along well with Zagreus and Melinoë, though I'm not sure how to put it into words.

She's also good with dogs, though most of the time, they end up becoming crazed and might end up tearing another innocent man, so she avoids any duties surrounding dog-sitting, or taking care of dogs, though Cerberus is an exception, as it seems to be immune to Lyssa's madness, still.

Much like the disease of Rabies, Lyssa is also hydrophobic, though not really Hydrophobia as it is Thalassophobia. Purely, Scylla's to blame, though it's debatable whether she is truly the cause or just simply a correlation to Lyssa's fear of the ocean.

She tends to be quite prophetic when it comes to the topic of madness, to which she almost can sense that in a far, far distant future, it's all nothing but bleak madness. (Of which, she's correct, albeit in a different way-)

ANYWAYS! Tell me what you think of her, in the comments or in reblogs! It would be very lovely.

[twoidiotwriters1]

Almighty (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)

A/N: I love Apollo therefore Ara is throttling the living hell out of him -Danny Words: 2,563 Series' Masterlist Previous Chapter // Next Chapter

XI: With All Due Respect, Which Is None

"Nemo, trying to lose them is pointless—"

"Do not unbuckle your seatbelt!" He gives a sharp turn to the left.

Apollo yelps. "Is your plan to avoid a fight by dying in a traffic accident?"

"Ha-ha." Percy says through gritted teeth. "I'm getting us to the beach. Ara could get this done anywhere but I fight better near water, and I'd like to better our chances."

"Because Poseidon?" Meg asks in the backseat behind Ara's.

"Yep. That pretty much describes my entire life: Because Poseidon."

Ara hears the younger girl excitedly shuffling in the backseat. "You're gonna be like Aquaman? Get the fish to fight for you?"

Ara laughs. Percy grumbles. "Thanks, I haven't heard enough Aquaman jokes for one lifetime."

"I wasn't joking!"

"He's just cranky," Ara gives him a look. 

 "Ah, I know these spirits!" Apollo exclaims. "They are... um..."

"What?" Percy urges him anxiously. "They are what?"

"I've forgotten!" The boy huffs. "I hate being mortal! Four thousand years of knowledge, the secrets of the universe, a sea of wisdom—lost, because I can't contain it all in this teacup of a head!"

"Hold on!" Percy gives another violent turn making Meg hit the ceiling with her head. The girl bursts into a fit of giggles while Ara scolds her brother. "Just another mile or so to the beach... Plus we're almost to the western edge of camp. We can do it. We can do it."

The moment he says it, a blob flies directly to their windshield, making Percy give an abrupt turn and causing the car to spin. Ara lets out such a strong curse word that Apollo covers Meg's ears and blushes. Paul's blue Prius swerves off the road and breaks through the limits of an orchard, crashing right in between two trees.

Percy unbuckles his seatbelt. "You guys okay?"

"Oh gods, this will take ages to fix..." Ara places a hand on the dashboard and glows orange, assessing all the damage the Prius took in the collision.

Meg fights with the handle. "Won't open. Get me out of here!"

"Back here," Apollo tells them. "Climb over!"

They leave the car with shaky legs and stunned brains, Ara spots the three blobs no longer looking like blobs. She curses and draws out Almighty. "The heck are those?"

"STOP!" Apollo tries to sound powerful, but his voice quivers. "I am the god Apollo!"

He gives a step forward and Ara tenses. "Are you sure...?"

The boy silences her and Ara obeys out of habit, he may not look like a god but she's still aware of who he is. "Leave us or be destroyed! BLOFIS!"

Ara frowns. "Did you just scream my dad's last name as a ward against evil?"

It does nothing to destroy the creatures, if anything, they look more ready to kill. "Oh, dear." Apollo says shakily. "I remember now..." 

"What are they?" Ara asks out of obligation, because she certainly doesn't want to know.

"Nosoi. Plague spirits," he winces. "And they can't be killed." 

"Nosoi?" Percy helps Meg out of the car. "You know, I keep thinking, I have now killed every single thing in Greek mythology. But the list never seems to end."

"You haven't killed me yet," Apollo points out.

"Don't tempt me," he retorts at the same time Ara says Don't tempt him.

"These creatures are not myths," Apollo continues. "Of course, most things in those old myths are not myths. Except for that story about how I flayed the satyr Marsyas alive. That was a total lie."

"You did what?"

"Guys, could we talk about that later?" Meg grabs a random tree branch as her weapon of choice.

"Apollooooo..." speaks one of the creatures. "We have coooome to—"

"Let me stop you right there." Apollo crosses his arms. "You've come to take your revenge on me, eh?" He looks back at the demigods. "You see, nosoi are the spirits of disease. Once I was born, spreading illnesses became part of my job. I use plague arrows to strike down naughty populations with smallpox, athlete's foot, that sort of thing."

"That was actually going to be my next question," Ara says.

"Oh, really?"

"No, you self-centered doofus!" She exclaims. "Why would you antagonize the living hospital waste?"

"Somebody's got to get the job done in a respectful manner! Better a god, regulated by the Council of Olympus and with the proper health permits, than a horde of uncontrolled spirits like these."

Another spirit speaks up. "We're trying to have a moooment here. Stop interrupting! We wish to be free, uncontroooolled—"

"Yes, I know. You'll destroy me. Then you'll spread every known malady across the world. You've been wanting to do that ever since Pandora let you out of that jar. But you can't. I will strike you down!"

"What will you strike us down with? Where is your booow?"

"It appears to be missing. But is it really? What if it's cleverly hidden under this Led Zeppelin T-shirt, and I am about to whip it out and shoot you all?"

The nosoi hesitate a bit. "Yooou lie."

"Why do you speak like that?" Ara blurts out.

"Like what?"

"Elongating the o's," she tilts her head. "Is that supposed to be threatening or...?"

"Are you trying to antagonize the hospital waste too?" Percy mutters. "Listen, Apollo..."

"I know what you're going to say. You, your sister, and Meg have come up with a clever plan to hold off these spirits while I run away to camp. I hate to see you sacrifice yourselves, but—"

"That's not what I was going to say. I was going to ask what happens if I just slice and dice these mouth-breathers with Celestial bronze."

One of the spirits makes a noise that kind of sounds like a laugh. "A sword is such a small weapon. It does not have the pooooetry of a good epidemic."

"Let me give you a real nuclear farewell, then," Ara mumbles, ready to change her sword into a bazooka.

"Stop right there!" Apollo steps in. "You can't claim both my plagues and my poetry!"

"You are right. Enough wooooords."

Apollo lifts his arms with his palms facing the creatures as if to blast them, but nothing happens when he does that. "This is insufferable! How do demigods do it without an auto-win power?" 

Ara turns her sword into a shotgun. "Let's survey after I put these uglies to bed."

Meg stabs one of them with her branch and the wood sizzles like it's sinking in acid. "Let go!" Apollo squeals. "Don't let the nosoi touch you!"

Ara steps back, but Percy charges without a second thought. He rarely gets those anyway, and one of the spirits tries to seize his wrist. Meg throws a frozen peach at the head of the creature, and Ara loads her shotgun, ready to finish him off. She shoots, but the creature's body dissolves and forms again without any damage.

"We gotta run," Meg concludes.

"Yeah." Percy stumbles back. "I like that idea."

Ara grabs Apollo's wrist and drags him through the orchard easily even though he's almost the same height as Percy. "That's the western border of camp!" Her brother points further ahead. "If we can just get there..." 

He explodes a tank near them and with Ara's help, wills the water to swirl around the bodies of the nosoi, the girl glows teal as they run through the field. "That's cool!" Meg runs happily. "We're going to make it!" 

"Can y'all stop saying that!" Ara exclaims irritatedly. The nosoi burst out of the ground ahead and Percy doesn't have time to stop before he runs through one of them. "Nemo!" She gasps.

"Don't breathe!" Apollo squeaks.

Percy presses his lips together and clutches his shirt over his nose, he holds the little breath he can gather. Ara loads her shotgun again while Meg picks up another bruised peach from the ground. Ara runs through a few plans in her mind. "Can I use water?"

"What?"

"If I use water is my brother going to be okay?"

"I don't know! There is no seawater here!" Apollo screeches when another spirit charges at him and makes him crash into a tree.

"I'll take my chances," Ara summons the skies the moment the last spirit charges at her, and even if he's good at dissolving, there's nothing he can do against the speed and power of lightning. She looks between her brother and the helpless god, not knowing which one to focus on.

"Which fatal illness shall I use to kill the great Apolloooo?" The third spirit hums approvingly as it stalks the god. "Anthrax? Perhaps eboooola..."

"Hangnails," Apollo coughs out. "I live in fear of hangnails." 

Ara reaches for her octopus, fishes out a water bomb, and tosses it at Percy's feet. He closes his eyes tightly when the bomb explodes and Ara contains the detonation, making the water swirl as fast as possible, imagining whatever virus, germ, or bug is in there getting washed away. The girl glows brighter and closes her fist, dragging the water away from her brother's body, and into the plague spirit hovering over Apollo, lifting the being in a seawater ball.

"Percy, help!"

He helps her hold the ball up. Apollo is curled up in the mud, Ara glares at him feeling dizzy. "What now, Lester? We can't keep that thing trapped forever."

Just as she says this, the spirit Percy had previously run through reforms and pounces at them. Meg screams, taking them by surprise. "GET DOWN!" Everyone obeys, watching in shock as a thousand frozen peaches fly up and straight through the spirit, intercepting the one in the water bubble too. It's such an impressive display of strength and skill that they stay down even after the spirits fade.

Percy speaks weakly. "What just happened?"

Apollo clears his throat. "Meg, is it safe?"

"I—I'm not sure."

"How'd you do that?" Percy rubs his nose like he's got an itch that reaches all the way to his brain.

Meg shakes her head. "I didn't! I just knew it would happen."

A plague spirit sits up with difficulty. "But you did doooo it. Yooou are strong, child."

"Not strong enough," said the other. "We will finish you now."

"Are you kidding me?" Ara growls. "What does a girl gotta do for her murders to stick?"

One of the spirits does something that sort of looks like a smile. "Arae Jackson, soooo feisty. The girl's guardian is sooooo disappointed that he didn't find yoooou first." 

Meg kicks the ground, squealing in panic. "NO!" Another large group of peaches flies up and gets together, mixing and molding into a chubby plant-baby that reminds her of a nymph in the worst kind of way.

Ara frowns. "Is that...?"

Percy makes a face. "I hate these things."

"Wh-what is it?" Meg asks.

"It's a grain spirit," Apollo explains, visibly shaking. "I've never seen a peach karpos before, but if it's as vicious as other types..."

Ara lowers her weapon. "Let's not look threatening then... and step back veeery slowly... Meg, command your little friend to attack the nosoi."

"But I don't—"

"Do it," Ara says kindly yet curtly. "It'll listen."

With a shaky finger, she points at the plague spirits. "Eat them."

The next few seconds are a display of peach feral violence, enough to make Ara swear to never eat said fruit for the rest of her life. The baby chomps, munches, rips, inhales, and obliterates every single speck of nosoi in sight. Just as quickly, the grain spirit sits obediently at Meg's feet and burps, his green eyes attentive as he hits his chest proudly in an archaic gesture. "Peaches!"

Percy leans closer to Ara. "Do we kill it?"

"No!" Meg turns to them urgently. "Don't hurt him."

"Not planning to," Ara says. "Thank Peaches for us."

Meg pats the creature's head. "You saved us—Thank you." The creature wraps his chubby hands around Meg's leg, hugging her with such a gentle grip it melts Ara's heart, although she can't forget the way he consumed the plagues as if they were nothing but smoke.

"Peaches," he purrs.

"He likes you," Percy points out the obvious. "Um... Why?"

"I don't know," Meg blinks. "Honestly, I didn't summon him!"

"Meg," Ara starts patiently. "Your godly parent..." Something is not adding up. Ara heard the nosoi mention some guardian being disappointed over the fact that they didn't get Ara first... did they mean Meg's?

"Well, whatever the case," Apollo says dismissively, "we owe the karpos our lives. This brings to mind an expression I coined ages ago: A peach a day keeps the plague spirits away!"

Percy wrinkles his nose. "I thought it was apples and doctors." The creature shows its fangs at him. "Or peaches. Peaches work too."

"Peaches," the grain spirit nods solemnly.

Percy sneezes, perhaps the plague left him with some kind of seasonal allergy. "Not criticizing, but why is he grooting?"

"Grooting?" Meg frowns.

"Yeah, like that character in the movie... only saying one thing over and over. You know the one, Ara, you love the Raccoon."

Ara looks back at Meg. "He's asking why he's communicating using a single word."

Apollo shrugs. "I don't think a karpos tends to have a... targeted vocabulary."

"Maybe Peaches is his name." Meg pats the creature's head amicably. "That's what I'll call him."

"Good idea," Ara nods. "At least he seems to listen to you, so—"

"Whoa, she's not adopting that—" Percy sneezes again, shaking his head. "Ugh. The nosoi did something to me, my nose is all itchy."

"You're lucky," Apollo points out. "Ara's trick with the water diluted the spirit's power. Instead of getting a deadly illness, you got an allergy."

"Let me see," Ara presses a hand between his eyes. She reaches for the watering system of the orchard, willing the water out. "This will be quick, so don't breathe for the next five seconds."

In a swift motion, Ara glows teal and shoots a bit of water into Percy's right nostril and out through the left, giving him an instant nasal wash. He doubles over cursing and coughing. "A little heads up would be nice!"

"I told you not to breathe," she pats his cheek lovingly. "How's it feeling?"

Percy inhales deeply. "Good as new. You're the best, Birdy."

"No problem," Ara kisses his cheek.

"Excuse me?" Apollo speaks in annoyance. "We still need to move!"

Ara's eyes turn cold in an instant. She reaches the boy fast, making him yelp and stumble. "Listen here, you Less-tier god—you took plague spirits to where my pregnant mother lives, you almost got my brother and a twelve-year-old girl—that I still don't know if you kidnapped—killed, and you still don't understand that you're in no position to boss me around. Thank Percy for driving us here."

Apollo cowers a bit, looking back at Percy while blushing. "Thank you."

Her brother doesn't move an inch to pull Ara away from the former god, he seems to enjoy the scene. "No problem."

"Can we go now?" Meg asks like she's getting bored.

"An excellent idea," Apollo says promptly. "Though I'm afraid your father's car is in no condition—"

"I can drive you the rest of the way, if we can get it out from between those trees... Aw, Hades no...." Percy groans. Ara spots the police car stopping near the collision. "Ara, if they tow the Prius, we're dead. Our parents need the car."

"I got this," Ara eases him. "Bit of charmspeak and they'll help you tow the car back to our parking lot. You can explain what happened, and I'll be back before dinner, I'll get the car running by the end of the weekend, it'll be fine."

Percy nods at Apollo and Meg. "So you're seeing them to camp?"

Ara looks briefly over her shoulder. "Wait there, I'll be right back." She looks at Peaches. "You're in charge, bub."

"Peaches," the creature puffs out his chest.

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