Holidays with Half-Bloods

Chinese New Years

“Wait, wait, we don’t even celebrate Chinese New Year,” Percy said, interrupting Jessie and Emily who were typing.

“Uh, Christina, Emily, and I are Chinese, thank you very much,” Jessie said. “So yeah, we’re making this anyways.”

Since Percy’s being an arse, they’ll make this nice and quick. Chinese New Year is the day where unmarried people get money from married people and eat lots of unhealthy food. They also burn ceremonial papers for respect to the dead.

The End!

Just kidding, do you think they were really finished?

“Master Hades, where’s our money?” said the three Chinese girls.

“I’m Greek,” Hades mentioned.

“So? Doesn’t change anything. You’re married, so cough up,” Jessie said, holding her hand out.

“Fine,” Hades mumbled, dropping some drachmas.

“And what are we suppose to do with these?” Jessie asked cockily.

“Come on, lets just go. Thanks!” Emily said, smiling at Hades before they went to Olympus.

“But seriously what are we going to do with these,” mumbled Jessie as they left.

“Hey! At least he gave us something,” said Emily. “Unlike SOMEONE’S daddy.”

“Psh, my daddy isn’t married,” Jessie said, flipping her hair.

“So? He’s still a DAD, WHICH MEANS MONEY!” Emily grumbled.

“Okay, but what about CHRISTINA’S DAD? Huh? Didn’t you ever think about that?” Jessie said.

“He’s Ares, god of war. You think he’s really going to go out and dish money?” Emily asked, a questioning look on her face.

“PSH! My daddy’s on a chariot spreading sunlight around the world. How’s he supposed to dish out money?” Jessie pointed out.

“Like you said, he’s riding in his car going around the world. Throw money out the window!” Emily yelled.

“Yeah but do you think he’s really going to take time to give us money?” Jessie said.

“He better,” Emily threatened. “Because we’re going to look for him.”

“Fine, be that way,” Jessie muttered.

The three, yeah you probably forgot Christina, headed off to find to not-so-charming god of the sun.

“Hey! My dad’s very charming,” Jessie protested.

“Somebody’s got a father complex,” Emily said, giving a sly look to Christina who just smiled.

“You, be quiet!” Jessie threatened.

“Hey there’s your dad,” Christina said pointing at a blond man who looked way too young for his age.

“See? He looks our age, proving he is indeed a pedo-bear,” Emily said, referring to one of their past arguments. “Polly, we need money!”

Apollo took one look at us, checked the date on some calendar that popped out of nowhere, and disappeared.

“Knew it. He’s broke,” Emily snorted.

“I thought all gods were rich,” Christina said innocently.

“Apparently not all gods,” Emily said. “Or just really cheap.”

“Hey! My dad’s not cheap.” Jessie said angrily.

“Keep on thinking that,” Emily growled. “Well, this just ruins Chinese New Year for me. We should’ve went back to Canada!”

“Too late now,” sighed Jessie.

“Let’s go back to camp,” Christina suggested.

“Yeah, sure, why not,” Emily said all depressed.