AN: Here is another story that I wrote a long time ago for the 100 Prompts/100 Drabbles Challenge by queen-sheep, but never posted. (Silly, silly me.)

Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riordan, if I was we would not all be worried sick over which characters could die.

Prompt: Pride

If I can't believe he actually didn't!

He convinced Hades!

I cannot believe it!

I'd never admit it but I'm proud of him.

And there is this feeling I get when I'm around him.

I don't know what it means.

Maybe I'll ask Annabeth she'll be able to help me.

And I know she won't tell anyone.

Even when he knew Hades was mad he still went, alone, and convinced him to help family that he had a strong dislike for and who disliked him.

Pride.

What I felt Annabeth helped Luke and I kill a monster.

Pride.

What I felt when Percy, even though he didn't know me came forward, first, to make sure I was okay, well, sane.

Pride.

What I feel right now for him.

Nico got Hades to fight.

You'll never catch me saying it but I'm proud to be his cousin.