*I had the idea before I found the pic, ok?*

Will opened his eyes to a flowing field. Its grass had a dusty golden hue to it, and it looked just as healthy as any green grass would. The gentle wind made the grass move, so it looked like a golden ocean. Here and there, purple, lilac, pink and white hyacinths grew. In the not-so-far distance, there stood a lone tree, under which sat a man.  Will had been here once before when he was a small boy. Apollo had given him his blessing and healing ability. Will wondered what he would do now.  

He meandered his way over to the tree, taking in the view. As he approached, the man put down his lyre, stretched, stood and walked over to Will, meeting him halfway. 

"Will my boy, how have you been?!" Apollo asked as he gave his son a hug. He looked to be in his early twenties, with golden blonde hair and startling blue eyes. His t-shirt was one from a David Bowie concert, and he was wearing tight jeans. Will was slightly alarmed at how similar they looked - minus the tight jeans. Apollo was showing the world what he had... 

"I'm good, thanks, dad..." Will began. 

"Good, good," Apollo butted in. "Now, what were we talking about?" Will made to speak but was cut off again. "Ah, yes, your baby, so," Will managed to get a word in.

"Dad, why are we talking about this? Unless-" Once again, Will was cut off, only this time by the god pulling out a phone and screaming:

"Father-son selfie!" Will blinked and shook his head to clear it. Will began to ask again before Apollo butted in. "Yes, yes, about that, I made you be able to get your boyfriend pregnant, what's his name, Di jello? De Devil? DI ANGELO, that's it! Yes, well not for long anyway, now, about the baby" This time Will butted in. 

"Dad. Stop. Start from the beginning. What did you make me able to do?" So Apollo sighed, put his phone away, and picked up his lyre and cleared his throat. "No, no, no, NO. Not in song form, please" Will rushed. Apollo put down the lyre dejectedly. He nodded and gestured for Will to sit beneath the tree with him. 

"Well," Apollo began. "I've been watching you both, and I thought that the fact that you obviously love Nico, I thought I would give you my blessing. I had to talk to Hades," Apollo shuddered. "Blasted place, the underworld. Anyway, I asked him, and he agreed that it was a good option, we didn't expect you to use it so soon though..." Will blushed and Apollo laughed. "So yes. that's that. Ah! And, since your little one will be a legacy" Will frowned.

"Descendant of a god, but not a direct child?" Will asked. Apollo nodded. 

"Yes, since- do you know the gender yet?" Will shook his head. 

"I think we want to wait." Apollo nodded again and continued.

"So, your baby is a legacy of both Hades and Apollo," he puffed out his chest at that. "And so will be very powerful. Are you sure that giving it up is the best option?" Will looked down and sighed.

"No. No, it's not the best option, but it's the best one we have..." Apollo smiled awkwardly and rubbed his son's arm. 

"I'm sure the fates will give h-ehhhrrr, it a good home" Will raised an eyebrow at his barely caught word. Apollo patted him on the back. "Now, my boy, I've got a show to go to! The muses and I are doing a showstopper tonight! 1,500 amazing deeds: An Apollo story! See ya!" And with that, he and his lyre vanished. Will smiled, shaking his head. He lay his head on the root of the tree he was under and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was lying in bed, Nico beside him. Nico woke up when he felt Will stir beside him. Will smiled and rubbed Nico's bump. Nico's baby. Their baby...

*Sorry this chapter's so short, it's just a filler. GreekGirl07 suggested it and I decided it would work! Again, I'm really sorry, but it won't let me so the tag thing. So yay. That's that, then! ByE!*