She glances up at Nic before flashing a smile and looking back at me, I fix my hair before standing again, pulling her with me as I take Nic's hand, "What was that for?"
"You guys are no fun," She stands infront of us, "Like really."
My brother comes up behind her again and wraps his arms around her stomach, studying Nic before looking around.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
The thing about plummeting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter - if you realize it's a bad idea when you're halfway down, it's too late. — Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune