Hello!
So this is my gift to the incredible and amazing lostamongstars (Kishia) and I really hope she likes it, and I'm so, so sorry its so late, I did my very best to make it what she wanted :P I hope I didn't completely fail! Also a massive, massive thank you the amazing immortalhiros who helped me so much in writing this, even though we got very distracted...a lot...but it was heaps of fun! :3
So Happy Christmas and enjoy!
Percy xx
P.S Please appreciate how unoriginal this theme/title is ;-;
~ secret santa ~
One would think that after saving the world, no one would bother with Christmas. Too tired? Mourning the lost, after all the battle of Manhattan as hardly a year ago? But no, Camp Half-Blood was in full holiday spirit, even inviting all of Camp Jupiter and the Hunters of Artemis (the latter declining, but it was all in the spirit, as Chiron said) to start a new tradition every Christmas and Thanksgiving.
It probably would have been alright if the mistletoe hadn't come into it. Curse the Aphrodite cabin and the children of Venus, with a little help from Katie Gardner and Lou Ellen, it was all over. Why they thought being glued to the ground until one was kissed would ever be a good idea, no one knew. And then, of course, Percy of all people had come up with the brilliant idea of Secret Santa.
He and Annabeth had returned from their first year of university, hyped up and happy. While on campus they had had a Secret Santa in their dorm; Percy having such a fun time with it that he decided to bring the horror upon the camps (or has he called it; share the fun).
All Greeks would be given a Roman to gift, and visa versa. When the five cohorts of Camp Jupiter arrived, sent off to stay in the Cabins of their parents' Greek counterparts, the Satyrs were happily trotting around the cabins with hats full of small paper strips.
Nico sits on the doorstep of the Hades cabin, in the warmth of the burning Greek fire, clicking his tongue and looking slightly displeased. Stupid Christmas. He felt a little judgemental, sitting there and thinking all these cold thoughts, but then he couldn't help that he didn't see the point, it'd been awhile since he last celebrated Christmas, so he's almost forgotten what it was all about, being stuck in the Lotus Casino for eighty years does that to a guy.
"Merry Christmas, Nico," Grover greets, holding a bronze helmet full of bits of paper, another Satyr who Nico had never met before, a female with furry black legs with a white patch on her calf; she too held a helmet.
"It's not Christmas yet," is Nico's genius reply. Grover and the female Satyr laugh at him lightly.
Grover holds out his helmet, "get into the spirit, Nico." Nico huffs and dips his hand inside. In hindsight, Nico wondered if the fates were tampering with whose name he'd pull out, if what later happened was meant to be or some other crap, but then again, it made Nico feel slightly sick at the thought of those hags tampering with his daily life.
Grover gives him another smile and trots off with the other Satyr, Nico glances down at the folded slip of paper in his hands, he opens it to read the name scrawled on it.
Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano
Nico let out a huff of annoyance, perhaps he could yell at Grover and throw the paper back at him, then run away? That probably wouldn't work.
YOU ARE READING
Secret Santa // HoO One-Shot for Kishia
Fanfiction✓~ In which Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter have a joint Christmas and Nico is bad at gift giving.
