I Have A Name, You Know?

Nico sat me down on my bed. "Stay." He said, in a hard tone.

"Woof." I said, rolling my eyes.

As he walked out, I mumbled, "I have a name, you know."

He froze, and turned, "And what is it?"

"Nina. Nina Parker."

"Nico di Angelo." He said.

"So. Who's your parent?" I asked.

"Hades." He said, glumly.

"God of the Underworld, right? He sounds cool."

"Who's your's?"

I chewed my lip. "Phoebe."

After a few seconds, I said, "She's the Titan of Darkness and Mysteries."

"Ohhhhhh." Nico replied, sitting on the bed. "Yeah." I said, softly.

"Have....have you...you know...met your dad?" I asked.

"Yeah, a few times. You?"

I sighed, "I never met my mom. I didn't even know what she looks like."

"Really?"

"Yeah....It kind of sucks..."