A strange sound coming from the other room in Jason's small studio apartment caught his attention. A sort of "-hic-" noise, it perpetrated through Jason's walls and around his room. He got up from his bed and walked into the living room.

Now sure, Jason was used to strange things, but one of the strangest (and most humorous) things he's ever seen was Nico Di Angelo sitting on his sofa looking at a comic book and hiccuping.

". . .You okay?" Jason asked, leaning against the door frame. Nico looked up from his comic and nodded.

"Yeah, everything is -HIC" Nico stopped for a moment, red creeping into his cheeks. "Everything is fine." He mumbled, looking down at the comic in his lap as if it were truly fascinating. Jason couldn't help but think that that was slightly adorable.

"You've got the hiccups." Jason said fondly, pushing off the door frame and moving across the room. He plopped down beside Nico on the soft couch, making him bounce.

"Yeah, I already -HIC- figured that one out," Nico gave him a dry smile. "But thanks for your -HIC- help anyway." then went back to reading his comic. Jason laughed and shifted on the couch to look at Nico straight on.

"I'm gonna get rid of your hiccups for you, okay?" Nico's head immediately snapped up to look at him.

"Oh no. No. No -HIC-way." Nico shook his head, a look of seriousness on his face.

"Okay, if you say so." Jason shrugs before turning away from Nico again. He thinks of all the ways he's ever heard of that cure hiccups: scaring someone, drinking lots of water, doing handstands, tickling. Jason wonders if any of those actually work, especially on a demigod like him or Nico.

Hey, it's worth a shot. Jason thinks to himself. And what's the worst that could happen anyway? Nico sends me to Hades? Jason smiles at the very thought of it.

METHOD 1: THE SCARE TACTIC

Jason stood hovering just behind the door that lead into the kitchen. He could hear Nico rummaging around in there for the gods know what. But every once in a while, a loud HIC would interrupt the comfortable silence, followed by angry grumbling in what sounded like Italian. It took all of Jason's will power not to burst out laughing just at that.

Peering around the corner of the door again, Jason saw Nico turn his back to him to grab something out of a drawer. The perfect opportunity. Jason thought. Okay. It's now or never.

Jason bolted from his hiding spot, running directly at Nico and grabbed him around the waist. Jason then squeezed and yelled, "BOO!"

Nico let out an inhumanly loud shriek. He turned instantly, face bright red.

"JASON GRACE YOU -HIC- IDIOT WHAT THE -HIC- HADES ARE YOU DOING?" Jason felt instant disappointment; the only thing his first 'cure' did was severely piss Nico off.

Nico looked at him expectantly, waiting for his answer.

"I, um. I was trying to cure your hiccups for you!" Jason tried to look sheepish, like he was really sorry for what he had done.

Nico looked at him in the most unamused way and snapped, "That doesn't make it okay." He picked up what he had dropped and pushed passed him, stalking down the hall. Jason couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips as he watched him walk down the hall. On to method 2 then.