Leo And Calypso'S Auto Repair And Mechanical Monsters
Leo and Calypso have started their auto shop. Leo really likes Calypso... a lot. Set after the Heroes of Olympus
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
11
Reads
2,122
Chapter One
Chapter 1
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fan-fiction was written by myself in the eighth grade, and has already been published on Fanfiction.Net under the username MelanieA00. I have made no changes to the original story besides some grammar and spelling edits. If you see any mistakes, please notify me by owl, if possible.
Leo flipped the sign in the
window from "Closed, Come Again!" to "Open, Welcome!" He
did some last minute cleaning while Calypso, his co-owner (and potential
girlfriend) watered the plants that decorated the exterior.
It was only two
weeks since they opened shop, but they had great business. It was also a couple
of months after he had rescued Calypso from Ogygia, the magic island on which
she was imprisoned for a few thousand years. So yeah, I guess you can tell that
Calypso is kind of immortal.
But that worried
Leo. Calypso was the kind of girl he dreamed of, if he dreamt of girls. The
problem was that he wassoout of her league. Sure, they had
shared a kiss once, and sure, gods had demigod kids with regular mortals, but
he wanted to marry her (hey, a guy can dream) and grow old together. But
Calypso couldn't grow old.
He was snapped out
of his thoughts when the very girl put her hand on his shoulder. His heart
skipped a beat.
"Leo,"
she said. "Are those weapon repairs done?"
"Yeah."
He nodded. They did stuff like chariot and weapon repairs for demigods, and
some regular stuff for mortals.
"Good. Order
Nine is getting picked up in an hour."
She squeezed his
shoulder and walked away to hammer out a bent up shield. Leo's heart did a
flip.
Gods, he thought.One of these days, my heart will
completely stop!
It was noon, and
Leo really needed a shower. Calypso managed to
get dirty but still smell like cinnamon and wood smoke. In his opinion, there
was nothing hotter than a girl who didn't mind
getting her hands dirty.
Her long,
straight, golden-brown hair was pulled back, a grease smudge under her dark
almond-shaped eyes.
He didn't realize
he was staring until she looked up and met his eyes. "Leo, you are bending
the sword out of shape."
Leo looked down at
his still working hands and saw that he indeed was bending a bronze sword
backwards with his hammer. "Oops. Sorry."
He blushed and she
shook her head, smiling.
"You know
what?" Leo said. "It's time for lunch. Wanna go out and eat
someplace?" Usually they ate food Calypso grew and cooked. It was really
good, but he wanted to make some moves.
"Sure. Where
to?"
"Uh,"
Leo fumbled. "Maybe that Italian place by the park?"
"Sounds nice.
Let's go change."
They went up the
back stairs to their above-shop home. When they came back down, Leo was wearing
fresh jeans and a white shirt. Calypso was wearing one of her Greek-style dresses.
She had her hair down and brushed so she looked the same as when they first
met.
"You look
really nice." Leo blurted. He quickly shut his mouth, embarrassed.
Calypso looked
down and blushed and hit Leo's arm. "Come on."
He flipped the
Welcome sign back to Closed and shut off the lights.
Leo held out his
arm. "Come with me, m'lady."
Calypso smiled and
took his arm.
One point for
team Leo,he thought.
The food was
great. He ordered the fettuccine alfredo and Calypso had a salad. Leo swirled
the pasta with his fork. "So... do you like it?" He asked.
Calypso chewed a
bite of lettuce. "Yes. It's good."
She reached across
the table and wiped alfredo sauce off his face with a napkin. Whoops.
"What about
your other friends?" Calypso asked,
Huh? "Oh, you
mean Jason and Piper and the others!" They visited every so often to chat
or ask for repairs. "You know, Jason and Piper are still together. Jason's
an ambassador for both camps. Frank and Hazel are in school in New Rome, and
Percy and Annabeth are counseling at Camp
Half-Blood."
Calypso nodded.
She ate some more of her salad.
Leo shifted in his
seat. His foot touched Calypso's. He began to move it, but Calypso didn't seem
to notice anything, so he left it there, touching her small foot. He felt
strangely embarrassed about it.
“What do you want
to do after we close the shop for the day?" He ventured.
Calypso pondered,
putting her chin on her hand. "I want to plant a new section of fruit in
our garden."
Ourgarden, he thought.Just likeourhome andourshop. Just like a couple
already,he wished.
"What
kind?"
"Oh, maybe
strawberries? I never grew them on Ogygia."
"Just like Camp Half-Blood."
She shrugged.
"Can I
help?"
"Of
course."
They finished
lunch and went back to the shop. Calypso took his hand and gave it a small
squeeze. "Thanks, Leo."
Leo smiled and
walked beside her, ready to get back to working with her on the machines.
