This was originality for Secret Santa but then I combined it with Scrooge,...and then combined it with Shipping wars...
edit: I made some obvious changes to the formatting. I switched around the paragraphing to hopefully make it flow better.
"I believe that to be a scrooge you have to be bitter and full of contempt and you don't just become a scrooge, it have to grow and fester."
There was that set of the jaw
The one that made him question
The easy
Simple
Things
That he did
The tilt of the blade
The arc of the metal
The glory of the victory
The girl by his side and the one he never listened to
But the cabins and woods
Weren't the valleys and hills that he
Loved and missed, so so much
People in orange lacking the loyal purple
People with clay necklaces
People he knew but at the same time
He didn't
He didn't know their life
That he couldv put his life in their hands
That he could look around
And know that they would always be there
That he was part if an order not just grouped by his dad
With a sister out hunting for most likely all eternity
Not restricted by power
Piper with her beautiful, cut up choppy, lovely hair
And that personality that reminded him
Of someone
Yet in her own way
It was all her own
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Leo Left behind by the crowd
Hilarious and secretly
He was harboring a secret that he, himself didn't even know
That he himself was genius
Leo credited the Athena kids
But Jason knew he did all the angles
Working hard like someone else Jason knew
The pegisi
In the stables hated him with a burning passion
Like someone he Knew's pegasus
Skippio never did like him
Winds filled the sails
And everyone called
Percy Jackson
The Lost Hero
But really Jason Was too
He loved his friends
But he loved his home
He knew he had grown soft
Lost the harsh demeanor of a true Roman
to belong at Camp Jupiter
True Roman, which he was not
One that would never belong at camp Half-Blood either
Because he was also much too serious
As the Stolls said
That was the curse
She would know
She would have known
She would have told him
She with her obsidian eyes
She coming to his rescure
With a sword in hand and
Shield in the other
Of course She always knew what to do
But she was thousands of miles away
As hard as Jason might try
Iris' power didn't
Extend to the children of Rome
But she wasn't there
Regretfully
If Hera had only switched her
Jason knew that
She
Would know what to do
And she would have done it all a million times better than he
Because he was clueless
Going with the crowd
Not only for the team's sake, but for his own
He didn't have anything
To contribute
He didn't have anything to add
Nothing to be known from him
And that's why
She would have been
So much better
So better equipped
And he knew that
Because she always was
O0O
And then they arrived
And he saw her
And she saw him
And their eves met
And he looked away
And after months of just needing her help
And guidance he looked away
And broke the connection
And later when it was late
And they met at the top of a hill
He broke the connection again
Sealing their fate
Paths never to cross again in the same way
And when she seeked out blue with her own dark ones
She received nothing
So she too,
Stopped looking
O0O
He ran away
With his tail between his legs
Fleeing the scene
With his new best friends
Because he had left her behind
To deal with Octavian
To give up the Praetor's chair
To lead, letting her vainly attempt to keep the legion together
To when giving up his own chair of power
He sacrificed her own unknowingly
Or maybe he did know
And just didn't care
As well as their friendship
One that was forged in iron
Through years of work and possible love
And he threw it all away
Taking another's hand
And running from her
When all she wanted to do was help
And he at that moment,
On that hill
Ran away to help the new girl
Piper, she assumed her replacement was
His new best Friend
She was a thing of his past
And that was proven and laminated in gold
That she really was the past
And that she was just a fad
A fad that he had clung onto for years
Loyally wearing the denim jacket to threads
Until time caught up
And that denim jacket was left alone
Like her
Abandoned and forgotten on a bench in some unknown park
Weathering the cold and harsh wilderness
All alone
To wait for its owner
That would never return for it
The owner who had moved on to
A new leather jacket
And who would never look back
To the lonely jacket left in the empty park
That was she, left on the bench
Alone in the grove of trees
Above New Rome
On a hill, alone watching with nothing to do
Nothing that she could do to help
She just watched as fire rained from the sky
And she watched from the hill
Alone
O0O
She didn't help him
She didn't provide the Answers like she used to
She didn't stop the legion from attacking him and the seven
He even got hit with a freaking brick
Now the ties had been cut
They were further apart then they had been
When they had first met
And that was saying something
Because that Reyna from years ago
hated him more than he thought anyone ever could
Now that hate
That had then turned to friendship
Had faded and they were left with an ugly bitter taste
One that wouldn't leave his mouth
One that he knew
Would never leave
Because they weren't even friends anymore
There was nothing
That kept them together
No common thought
just Gaea
Gaea
If it could,
The world would be so much better off without her
Because of Gaea and Hera
And even, Himself
Even that Reyna
Would wouldn't hesitate
To run him through
With what ever she had on hand
Would have been better than the
Stony
Lonely
Quiet
Girl
That met his eyes, telling him silently that the
Greek and Roman War was all his fault and no one elses
The eyes that no longer
Payed him any heed
The eyes
That promised that She would never be
The one to run him through,
As a testament to their past, four years of victories and hard earned loyalty
Couldn't just be
Disregarded that easily
But those eyes also promised
Pain
And they inaudibly swore that they would no longer come to his
Rescue
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-Rrit