[Chapter 2] A Spark and a Flash: A Percy Jackson Drabble Collection
Summary: The son of Hermes and the daughter of Zeus, back when they were still on the run and their world didn’t revolve around anything beyond each other.
Pairings: Luke/Thalia
A Spark and a Flash
A LukeThalia drabble collection
ii. The alien, and the superhero.
Names (Part 2)
“So Sparky—”
“Don’t call me that. It sounds like an alien’s name.”
“Sparky isn’t an alien’s name!”
“Yes it is! And it’s unfair that you have your little nickname for me and I don’t have one for you.”
“So basically, if you had a nickname for me, I can keep calling you Sparky?”
“Maybe…”
“Then hit me with your best shot!”
“…Flash.”
“Seriously? After the superhero? That’s the best you can come up with?”
“It was either that or Twinkle Toes.”
“…Flash it is, then.”
“I thought so.”
Sky
“Luke! Get me down from here!”
A wicked grin crossed his face. “What’s this? A daughter of Zeus who’s afraid of heights?”
Thalia glared down at him. “Shut up!” Luke laughed.
“I didn’t know you were a tree-hugger, Sparky.”
True enough, she was stuck on one of the lower branches of a tree, clinging to the trunk as if her life depended on it. How she got up there, Luke had no idea. That was just how he had found her when he came back from gathering (stealing) supplies.
Thalia scowled. “When I get down from here, I swear I’ll hurt you so bad— Holy— Luke!”
The son of Hermes had jumped up and tugged on her leg, causing her to slip off the branch and free-fall for a short while. Luke deftly landed on his feet and held his arms out, just in time to catch the younger girl.
“There we go! Out of the sky and down on the ground.” He told her, grinning.
Thalia exhaled shakily before glaring at him accusingly.
“You— I could’ve broken something, you know!”
“Come on. You didn’t honestly think I wouldn’t catch you, did you?” He asked teasingly.
She just grumbled and told him to put her down already.
“You’re welcome!” He said cheerfully as he complied with her request.
Thalia huffed, punching him half-heartedly on the shoulder. “You are so annoying. But thank you.”
Habit
“You have Pop Tarts!” Luke exclaimed, reaching out for one of the foil packets.
Thalia swatted at his hand. “What did I tell you about stealing my food?”
He grinned. “Well, I just thought that – since we’re running away together and all – what’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine. Ooh! Blueberry!” She slapped his hand away again. “Ow! That one had a shock in it!”
“Well then stop stealing my Pop Tarts!”
“Don’t blame me! It’s not like it’s my fault my dad’s the god of thieves!”
That got her attention.
“Wait. So you literally can’t keep your pickpocket hands to yourself?”
He shrugged. “Pretty much, yeah.”
Thalia couldn’t help it. She laughed.
Names (Part 3)
“Hey Twinkle Toes—”
“I thought we agreed on Flash!”
“Yeah? Well, agreements change. Anyway, what are we going t—”
“Lalalala! I’m not listening!”
“Don’t play with me Twinkle Toe—”
“LALALALALA!”
“Dammit Luke!”
“Language, Thals. And who were you talking to again?”
“Alright, alright! Flash! Gods, Luke, you’re such a drama queen.”
“Love you too, Sparky.”
Cynic
Thalia suddenly stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. Luke stopped in his own tracks and turned to her.
“Thals?”
“It’s my birthday today.” She mentioned slowly, staring at the date flashing on the huge screen on one of the buildings.
“Really? In that case…” He took her hand and darted through the crowd, pulling her along with him.
“Where are we going?” She asked as she got dragged along. A few blocks later, they stopped at a small diner. He turned his head to face her.
“Isn’t it obvious? We are going to celebrate your birthday.”
She took her hand away from his, frowning. “What’s the point? I’m just another year older, nothing special about that.”
He just smiled at her. “Come on. Lunch is on me. And I promise I won’t steal it this time.”
-L/T-
“Here you go!” Their preppy waiter said as she put the plates down in front of them. “Enjoy your meal!”
Thalia furrowed her eyebrows, staring at her plate morosely. She still didn’t see the point of celebrating, especially when they were better off saving what little money they had for emergencies. Being on the run didn’t allow for luxuries such as this. Before she could voice this out, Luke beat her to it.
“Happy Birthday, Sparky! I know it isn’t much, but runaway or not, you should still enjoy life. I mean, think about it this way: you survived another whole year of kicking monster butt!”
Well, he did have a point.
“Thanks, I guess.” She mumbled. He raised his glass of soda.
“Here’s to being a kickass eleven-year-old daughter of Zeus.”
She nodded, raising her own glass and clanking it against his. “Cheers.” But her heart still wasn’t really in it.
“Don’t be such a worry wart, Thalia. It’s your birthday! Smile!”
Her lips quirked upwards. Luke cracked a grin.
“There! See? You’re prettier when you smile.”
The Forgotten Dreamer 
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