12 days of PJO-Favorite ships. Check it out on tumblr: post/37932322019/goodbye-little-bird
Day 1: Thalia/Luke
Goodbye, Little Bird
Thalia leaned against a tree, staring up at the bright moon before searching for Zoe's constellation.
Hurry up, the other Hunters are waiting for you. This is no time to be dreaming. Her inner voice urged her, but she ignored it, politely telling it to shut up.
It was a chilly night, and snow was draped on the trees all around her. Thalia had been with the Hunters for some time now. She still had some stubborn lingering feeling for Luke, and sometimes her mind would take her on a joy ride to remember the way they had been.
"Merry Christmas!" Luke said cheerfully, depositing some packages onto the floor of the warehouse they had been staying in.
"It's seven in the morning." Thalia grumbled. "Leave me alone."
"Love you too!" Luke said cheerfully. Too cheerfully for seven in the morning, in Thalia's opinion.
"What's that?" Annabeth asked.
"Presents of course!" Luke replied.
"You stole them, didn't you?" Annabeth asked, looking through the packages.
"Well, it's not like they'll notice a few missing." Luke shrugged. "I also stole a few chocolate chip pancakesfor breakfast."
Thalia was wide awake in a flash. For whatever reason, she had a strange obsession for chocolate chip pancakes.
"Where are they?" She asked, before noticing the plate of chocolate chip pancakes in Luke's hand.
"Gimme!" She demanded, pulling her sleeping bag over and latching onto his leg.
"At least get out of the sleeping bag first, lazy bum!" He said.
"But it's so cold!" She protested.
"Well I guess someone won't be getting pancakes!" He said, grinning smugly at her.
"Ugh, fine." She grumbled, groggily crawling out of her sleeping bag.
"Give." She said, holding out her hand.
"But someone forgot to say Merry Christmas!" He sang.
Thalia rolled her eyes.
"Fine, Merry Christmas you ass, now give me the pancakes already." She said, reaching for the plate.
"Alright, fine," Luke laughed, giving her the plate.
For the rest of the day, not a single monster attacked. They sang carols horribly out of tune and opened presents. That night, they all went to bed warm and happy.
Thalia sighed. Christmas with the Hunters was fun, but it wasn't the same as Christmases with Luke and Annabeth.
"Thalia?" A voice, probably Phoebe's called out.
"Coming!" She yelled, taking one last glance at the sky before running off.
Merry Christmas, Luke.
