Here's a little Luke/Thalia drabble collection for you guys :) Each chapter's going to have 5 drabbles, each with a word count of anywhere between 50 and 500. It'll begin with the moment they meet, and it'll end with the creation of Thalia's pine. I know this has been done already, but I wanted to put my own two cents in.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. BUT, I DO own a copy of the second Kane Chronicles book (finally!) and ohmygods Anubis is just guuuhhh.
...Anyway, ON TO THE DRABBLES!
A Spark and a Flash
A LukeThalia drabble collection
i. Do you want a birth certificate to go with that introduction?
Able
"Hey! Don't steal my food!" A ten-year-old girl with dark hair exclaimed.
He held his hands up in surrender. "Whoa! Sorry. Didn't know it was yours."
The girl narrowed her eyes at him. He was probably about two years older than her, with blond hair and blue eyes that were a shade lighter than her own bright electric ones.
"You think that you can scare me with that shiny knife?" She said, critically eyeing the sharp weapon at his side. He blinked.
"You can see it?"
"Well, it isn't exactly invisible, now is it?" She retorted sarcastically.
"Well, no. But I didn't expect you to see a knife."
"Great. First, a giant, leathery bat-thing shows up and almost nicks my backpack. And now, some kid is insulting my eyesight."
"Wait. Did you just say giant leathery bat thing?"
"Leave!"
"Okay, okay! Look girly, this is all just a misunderstanding. I swear I won't bother you anymore." He said, subtly maneuvering himself towards the pile of food behind her. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll just… take… what's… mine… and—"
"Get away from my food!" She screamed, shoving him hard.
"—Ow! Did you just shock me?"
She glared at him. "So what if I did?"
The blond-haired boy rubbed his arm, absentmindedly thinking out loud. "Huh. I never knew we could do that."
"...We? What are you talking about?" She demanded, raising her hand threateningly. But the boy just grinned mischievously.
"Oh, nothing. Say, Sparky, what do you know about Greek mythology?"
Certificate
"So, you're telling me I'm half god?"
"Yup." He replied, popping the 'p' sound at the end.
"And you're one too."
"Mhm. Son of Hermes, I am." He continued in that nonchalant tone of his. She eyed him incredulously.
"Okay… So who's my father then?"
"Dunno. Didn't your mom ever give you a hint?" The dark-haired girl thought for a while, before shuffling around in her backpack and pulling something out.
"She said my father left this for me."
"A mace canister?" He snorted "That's some godly daddy you've got there, Sparky." Thunder rumbled.
She turned the canister in her hand, her thumb brushing over the lightning bolt printed on it, before she shrugged and tried to use it. Suddenly, the canister expanded and morphed into a sharp spear with the same luster as the boy's blade.
"Okay, I take it back. That is so cool!" The blond boy said, astonished.
She was running her fingers over the spear when the tip crackled with electricity and shot a bolt of blue lightning onto the brick wall of the alley they were in, leaving marks on it. The marks looked literally Greek to her, but to her surprise, she could read it completely well.
Daughter of Zeus.
The boy whistled. "Well, look at that. I was right to call you Sparky."
She didn't know how she did it, but she was able to make the spear collapse back into the mace canister. She stared at it for a moment before turning to him.
"I believe you."
He snorted "Great. So, what else do you need, a birth certificate?"
She whacked him on the head, and he thought that this was the start of one beautiful (albeit slightly painful on his part) friendship.
Retail
The dark-haired ten-year-old cursed lightly, rubbing her arms for any semblance of warmth. Not packing a jacket was a stupid fault on her part, especially considering that it was already nearing winter. Because of that, she needed to add 'avoid turning into a popsicle' on her list of things to do in becoming a runaway.
"Here." His voice rang out in the cold, and she barely had any time to look up before a heap of black fabric was hurled in her direction. She caught it and held it out in front of her. It was a Diesel jacket, much like the ones her mother's, erm, associates sometimes gifted her with. If the girl inherited anything from her mother, it was the ability to put a price on any item at a single glance. And Zeus, this jacket did not spell 'cheap' at all.
"Where'd you get this?"
"It's retail." She just stared.
"...You stole this, didn't you?"
"Eh, pretty much." He shrugged, grinning boyishly. She scoffed, but put it on anyway. The warmth immediately surrounded her and she sighed audibly in relief. He chuckled.
"You're welcome." She looked up at him and frowned.
"Why are you being so nice to me?"
"Why not? I mean, we're friends now, aren't we?"
Names
"I only realized it now, but I don't know your name, Sparky."
"Good. I want it to stay that way."
"Aww, come on! If we're going to be running away together, the least we could do is know each other's names. I don't know about you, but calling you 'Hey' for the rest of our lives sounds pretty stupid to me."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"So, Sparky, you got a name?"
"...Thalia. My name is Thalia."
"Pretty name. I'm Luke, by the way."
Astronomy
They decided to stop in the woods for the night, because while the dirt ground was bumpy and altogether uncomfortable to sleep on, it beat having to explain to a hotel why a ten-year-old girl and a twelve-year-old boy needed a room to crash in.
But heck, that didn't mean her back liked that arrangement.
"Can't sleep?" She turned towards the sound of his voice and gave a half-hearted shrug before turning her gaze back to the sky.
"Orion." She said, pointing to a group of stars.
To her surprise, he also raised his hand and pointed to the sky. "Canis Major."
She smiled and pointed to another. "Canis Minor."
"Heracles."
"Perseus."
"Big Dipper."
"No. Big Bear." She corrected."Ursa Major."
"You're making this up."
"I am not!"
The blond boy laughed heartily, and she couldn't help but laugh with him.
They began naming all the constellations they could, and before either one noticed, it was already late into the night. He yawned.
"Well, 'night, Thalia."
She smiled slightly, already feeling her drowsiness take over. "Goodnight, Luke."
The last thought that had passed through Thalia's head was that maybe (just maybe), she could get used to this.
By the way, there's only going to be six chapters for this drabble collection.
Review, please! I need to know how to improve :)