Nico di Angelo Finally Tells Percy Jackson

Towards the very end of  Rick Riordan’s wonderful THE BLOOD OF OLYMPIANS (book 5 in his consistently wonderful The HEROES OF OLYMPUS series), Nico di Angelo (son of Hades/Pluto) finally reveals his secret in a nicely anti-climactic way to Percy (son of Poseidon/Neptune), after the 7 demi-gods have saved the world.  Nico has grown into a solid, affirmative character by now, so that I can actually emphathize with him.  He has grown out of the limitations of being a child of a very repressive era, the 1940’s (long story).  Now he is a very close second to Leo in the ‘who is my favorite demi-god hero’ contest (Jason Grace coming in third).  Percy’s reaction is pure Percy Jackson, which Percy Jackson-ness Riordan limns with his usual wit, humor and heart:

Nico studied his face — his sea green eyes, his grin, his ruffled black hair.  Somehow Percy Jackson seemed like a regular guy now, not a mythical figure.  Not someone to idolize or crush on.

“So,” Nico said, “since we’re going to be spending at least a year seeing each other at camp, I think I should clear the air.”

Percy’s smile wavered.  “What do you mean?”

“For a long time,” Nico said, “I had a crush on you.  I just wanted you to know.”

Percy looked at Nico.  Than at Annabeth [Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena/Minerva.  She and Percy Jackson, whom she calls ‘Seaweed Brain”, are an item.], as if to check that he’d heard correctly.  Then back at Nico.  “You –“

“Yeah,” Nico said.  “You’re a great person.  But I’m over that.  I’m happy for you guys.”

“You … so you mean — “


Annabeth’s gray eyes started to sparkle.  She gave Nico a sideways smile.

“Wait,” Percy said.  “So you mean — “

“Right,” Nico said again.  But it’s cool.  We’re cool.  I mean, I see now … you’re cute, but you’re not my type.”

“I’m not your type. . . Wait.  So — “

“See you around, Percy,” Nico said.  “Annabeth.”

She raised her hand for a high five.

Nico obliged.  Then he walked back across the green, where Will Solace [who, as son of Apollo, the god of medicine and healing, serves as the camp’s medic.  Riordan strongly hints that he is gay and that he and Nico are becoming an item] was waiting.

p. 488



About Cliff Wirt

I created this blog as a means of getting my thoughts in order about whatever topics I am interested in at the moment. These are always topics for which getting my thoughts in order is a bit of a challenge, so I expect most of my attempts to fail. (I keep trying, though.) I am not responsible for any brain damage the reader may incur from these posts. They (intentional use of 'they' as the epicene singular pronoun) are hereby warned. . . . Who am I? I am a banking DBA with various and sundry interests, including art, poetry, philosophy, music, languages, relational algebra, database administration, and blueberries. Don't forget the blueberries. Some of these interests tie in in surprising though usually tangential ways with database theory. Even the blueberries. I have published one article in a Philosophy Journal, and I have one painting in a corporate collection (housed in what used to be the Amoco building in Chicago). According to 23andMe, my paternal haplogroup is I2 (40% of the male population of Sardinia has this haplogroup, though I believe that my particular variation originated further north in the Baltic area. The Basques are apparently close cousins.), my maternal is H5. The Neanderthal percentage of my ancestry is 3%. (Let no one impugn my knuckle-dragging bonafides!) My most famous ancestor is William Wirt (from whom I get my last name, though possibly not my Y chromosome), who defended the rights of the Cherokees before the Supreme Court, and ran for President in 1832, carrying one state. My homepage is at My FaceBook page is at My LinkedIn page is at View all posts by Cliff Wirt

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