Camp-Halfblood Holidays

Highlights

Anonymous asked:

what about Jason and Percy compete in a friendly competition to see who can decorate their cabin the best for the holidays or something? just them being festive in uuh competitive ways

A/N: Everything for my white boys -Danny

Warnings: None!

Words: 1,330

Highlights —(Platonic!Jason & Percy xGN!Reader)

It started as a joke.

Of course, you should know better than to make an off-handed comment to Jason and Percy and word it as a challenge, even if your words are dripping with satire.

You can't even remember what the conversation was about, but Jason and you were chatting about what other stuff he'd like to do now that he was at camp to increase his holiday cheer, and Percy slipped into the conversation like he always does.

"Why not put sets of Christmas lights in your cabin? I mean, your dad is the literal god of lightning, I think even he can appreciate that tradition."

"True, and you can even fly around and hang them where the other cabins don't get to reach!" You joke, then turn to Percy. "Are you decorating?"

"Oh yeah, Tyson's coming this year and I want to surprise the big guy."

"You guys should compete to see who gets to make the sickest decor," you yawn, looking ahead absently. "Gods know I would kill for some holiday entertainment right now..."

Jason sits upright in his place, looking at you like a puppy who's just been offered a bone. "That's a fun idea."

Percy snorts. "Sit your Roman ass down. I came back yesterday, and I do not want to spend the week competing with you."

"Why, 'cause you know you'd lose?"

Percy looks at him with annoyance. "I wouldn't lose."

"Romans are great at flashy decor, you know?"

"Greeks invented parties."

"Both of you are wrong," you state bemusedly, but even now you don't really feel like stopping them. "However, I am very bored now that Klaus has gone on strike, so by all means, do rip each other's heads off."

Percy looks back at you with a frown. "He's gone to what?"

"He's very sensitive about being called Santa nowadays, maybe it's a racist slur, did you ever think of that?"

Jason interrupts your talk. "Well, I'd love to stay and chat but I have a cabin to decor and a reputation to maintain, so..."

"You know most people call your reputation just 'heavy OCD', right?" Percy taunts him.

"I'm making your cabin look like the dumpster where all unwanted toys go to die," Jason replies casually as he walks away.

You whistle lowly, patting Percy's shoulder as you both watch Jason walk away. "That was very psycho of him."

"Yeah," Percy's eyes never leave Jason as he speaks, a clear frown on his face. "Well then, I guess it's war."

"Percy, if you don't want to don't let him—"

"He's going down," he states with emphasis, getting up and storming out in the direction of the Hermes Cabin.

Jason recruits Leo almost right away, which you'd consider unfair if this were a real competition, which is not, so Jason is just being smart.