Leo Valdez x Reader: Just Shut Up

“And don’t forget to unload the dishwasher!” Your mom yelled at you from upstairs. You were down in your room, browsing tumblr, and your mom was going to work. She gave you the day off school. She wouldn’t tell you why, but you didn’t complain.
“Okay, mom!” You yelled back, but she was already gone.
You sighed, refreshed your dash, and went upstairs to unload the dishwasher. You started putting away the plates, then the bowls, then finally, the cups. You smiled, remembering how you and your friend used to sing the cup song together. She had moved away last week, and you missed her so much. For her sake, you decided to sing it.

I got my ticket for the long way round
Two bottle whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company and I’m leaving tomorrow, what do ya say?
When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my hair
You’re gonna miss me everywhere
Oh you’re sure gonna miss me when I’m gone

I got my ticket for the long way round
The one with the prettiest of views
It’s got mountains it’s got rivers
It’s got sights to give you shivers
But it sure would be prettier with you
When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my walk, you’re gonna miss me by my talk
Oh you’re sure gonna miss me when I’m gone.

You sighed, and put the cup away.
“Nice singing.”
You screamed, and grabbed a frying pan from the dishwasher, knocking out the source of the voice with it.
They fell to the floor, and you kneeled down and studied them closer.
It was a boy, 15 maybe, with brown, curly hair. He wasn’t all that bad looking.  Oh my god [Name], this boy is probably some psychopath, and here you are, thinking about how cute he is.
Another boy came in through your window, and he had longish, messy dark hair that reminded you of a hedgehog… sorta, a pale face, and was wearing a skull shirt and black pants with a sword in his belt. You hesitated slightly, then hit him on the head with it. He fell right on top of the other guy, in a semi awkward position [Leico af<3].
Another came through, he was very tall and blonde, and he looked at the other two boys with wide eyes, then looked at you and his pupils dilated, then you whacked him.
Another boy came in, he had sandy brown hair, and was tall like the other guy. He stared at the three guys on the floor, and you whacked him as well.
You looked out your window, frying pan ready in case any other boys tried to climb into your window. None.
You stared at the diverse group of unconscious boys on your floor. Why were they here? How long would they stay unconscious for? You pulled your phone out of your pocket, and googled it.
You saw a lot about how it can cause severe head damage, and you saw articles like ‘man beats wife to death with frying pan’ and ‘man hit with a frying pan and killed’, none of those helped.
You started to worry about what would happen when your mom got home. What would she say if she came home to her daughter pacing and four unconscious boys on her kitchen floor. That’s easy. She would freak.
You decide to hide them in your bedroom. It’s a good place, because it only locks/unlocks with a key, and you have that key. But your mom likes to go in your room sometimes. You guess your bedroom closet would work fine. They’d be crowded, but it would work.
You pick up the tall blonde one first, then drag him down the stairs, into your room, and throw him in your closet, so he’s leaning against a pile of old books that you were planning on selling but never got around to it.
You march back up the stairs, grab the sandy brown headed one, drag him down the stairs, and throw him to the other side of your closet.
You go back upstairs yet again, and grab hedgehog hair, throw him in the middle, then go back upstairs again, getting pretty exhausted, and grab curly Shirley.
Once they’re all in, you slam your closet door shut, and move a chair in front of it. You flop down on your bed, exasperated, then continue browsing tumblr.
You hear them start to move around, and next thing you know they’re cursing in ancient Greek and banging on the door.
“You morons better shut up or I’ll whack you again!” You yell at them. They all go silent.
“I like her.” Says one of them suddenly. You recognize the voice as curly Shirley.
“You keep your mouth shut, Chuckles.” You threaten, using one of Dean Winchester’s famous insults.
You hear a couple of them snicker, and you smirk, satisfied with yourself.
“Hey, [Name]?” One of them asks.
You shut your laptop. How do they know your name?
“How do you know my name?” You demanded.
“Long story. Look, we need you to let us out of here, because we’re kind of in a situation where we need you, and we’ve got direct orders from Chiron to bring you straight to camp-“
“Who’s Chiron? What camp?” You cut the boy off.
“Chiron is kind of like our boss. Camp Half-Blood.”
You think for a minute. How can you trust these boys? They sound pretty genuine, and they’re the same age as you, and you have your frying pan if needed. You sigh.
“Okay, I’ll let you out. But you have to promise me you’ll explain everything after I do.” You decided
“We promise.” They all said in unison.
You slowly open the door, and they all take a step out at the same time. There reactions are very different.
Blondie looks around your room, looking at all your posters and books and things.
Brownie looks at your photo shoot of the ocean you did last month, and he smiles like he longs for it or something.
Hedgehog hair spots your favorite card game on your shelf, and his eyes light up.
Curly Shirley is just looking at you, smirking, and you swear he was blushing a little.
They suddenly all speak at the same time.
“That poster looks sick.” {Blondie}
“You’re a great photographer” {Brownie}
“Do you have Zeus? I do.” {Hedgehog Hair}
“You are a badass” {Curly Shirley}
“You guys promised me you’d explain.” You said, ignoring all their comments and folding your arms across your chest.
“It’s a lot to explain.” Curly Shirley said.
“I’ve got time.” You replied sassily.

“So basically, some Greek god banged my mother, she got preggers, I was born, the reason we moved all the time when I was a kid was because monsters were following us, and Camp Half-Blood is in danger and they need more demigods to help save it, so you went and got me and now you want to take me there and leave my mother and all my dreams behind?” You asked when they were done.
They all laughed, except Hedgehog hair.
“Yup, pretty much.” Curly Shirley said, giggling.
“Does my mom know?” You asked.
“Yeah, that’s why she gave you the day off school. We told her we were coming.” Blondie explained.
“Okay, then let’s go I guess?” You said, unsure.

You all ran out of your house, through the streets, and into the forest on the other side of town. You came to what looked like a normal camp, but there were things like centaurs, satyrs, pegasi, and the list goes on.
“Let’s go for a walk.” Leo said, grabbing your hand. You pulled it away.
“Okay, yeesh. You won’t get the honor of holding my hand then.”
As you two walked, he told you everything there is to know about Camp Half-Blood. He told you about the chariot races, capture the flag, the sacrificing to the gods at dinner, absolutely everything.
At dinner, you sat with the Hermes cabin, since you hadn’t been claimed yet. Leo keeps making faces at you from the Hephaestus table, and you have to look away to keep yourself from laughing.
So you’re innocently sitting there, eating your food, when everyone gasps and gawks at you. You look up, confused, and then the whole place goes crazy. There’s arguing, there’s pushing, and you have no idea what’s going on.
Leo runs up to you, and takes you outside.
“What was all that?” You ask, super confused and a bit hurt.
Leo’s eyes were wide, and he looked like he really didn’t want to tell you.
“What? Please, Leo, tell me.”
“Thanatos just claimed you, [Name].”
So many thoughts were swimming around in your head, but all you could think to say was, “Are you saying that my mom banged the god of death?!”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying!”
Leo took you back inside, where Chiron had gotten everyone to calm down.
“So, it appears we have a child of Thanatos-“ Chiron started, but was cut off when pretty much all the campers booed.
“SHUT UP!” Leo yelled, his hair flamed violently for a second when he said it. Everyone obeyed, and looked back at Chiron.
“Now, just because of who her father is, you don’t need to judge her based on-“
“She’s gonna murder everyone in this camp!” Someone from the Ares table yelled. Chiron glared at her, and you had to hold Leo’s hands behind his back so he didn’t set her on fire.
“Let’s just appreciate that we have a new camper to help us save this place.” Chiron said quickly before anyone could interrupt, then trotted off.
“You can go if you want, Leo.” You said.
“You sure you’ll be fine?” He asked.
You nodded.
“Okay. If you need me, just scream my name.” He winked at you, then walked away.
You rolled your eyes at him, and got up from your table, sacrificed to the gods what you had saved for them, then went to check out your new cabin.

It was all black, with tinted windows, and two torches at the entrance with black flame. You came inside, and everything was super dusty. The beds were black, and the bedspread was blood red, complete with murals of people dying peaceful deaths on the walls.
You didn’t sing any songs with the rest of the campers tonight, because they kept giving you dirty looks. You stayed at the back with Nico, who understood exactly what this was like. Leo kept glancing back at you, and you kept smiling at him reassuringly. He’d stare at you for a few more seconds before facing forwards again.

That night, you could not sleep. You weren’t very comfortable in your cabin, so at like one in the morning, you snuck out and sat outside the Hephaestus cabin. It was warm, so you snuggled up against the side of the wall. Before you knew it, you were asleep.


------{TWO WEEKS LATER}------
So basically, you had been captured by a cyclops your second day at camp. So basically, you had been captured by a cyclops your second day at camp. You hoped that someone was coming to look for you, but it had been about two weeks, and nothing.
You had survived by hiding. You looked for a way out of the cyclops’ lair, but found nothing. So you basically hid all day and all night, praying to the gods that your friends would hurry the hell up.
Today was like any other day. Looking for an exit, hiding whenever the cyclops came around, when you heard shouting. You recognized the voices. Thalia, Leo, Nico, Percy, and Annabeth. You did a silent cheer, and distracted the cyclops so your friends could get in.
Your friends got in, and you hid again. You heard the sound of someone getting whacked by a frying pan. You peeked out, and there was Leo, smirking, frying pan in hand while the cyclops stumbled. He then set it on fire, and Percy decapitated it with Riptide.
You ran out, and Leo pulled you into a bone crushing hug.
“Oh my gods, you’re freezing!” He exclaimed.
“Well, I am the daughter of the god of death, so..”
He then started going on one of his rants.
“I’m so sorry I let the cyclops take you. I was supposed to protect you. Even though it wasn’t necessarily my responsibility, I still felt like it was, and this is all my fault, and I-“
You silenced him by pressing your lips onto his.
“Just shut up.” You mumbled against his lips.
He put up the ‘ok’ sign, and continued kissing you, smiling the whole way through.