AN: I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. This should've been written ages ago and I'm sorry. I just want to collapse into a ball, cry and never move again. I feel emotionally dead except for sadness and dread and anxiety. Yea, I can't really word it. Anyway, sorry, I'm not in the mood nor do I have the strength but still. Right, this is unfortunately no longer going to be a two-shot maybe like min 3/4 chapters and max 6/7. :) (yes, the smile is fake, and weak but I also may've possibly lost a best friend because of an argument so it's the best I can do). I need to reply to two comments.

Deleaf: Hello again! That's not actually what I planned but that is an awesome idea! Would you mind if I possibly included it? Also, since that was such a brilliant guess/idea, I'll give you a tinsy little clue, wingardium leviosa and what's the plant of Christmas? ;) Have a good day Deleaf!

ScarletSaphire: Will is more clueless than we are! (I often don't quite know entirely what I'm going to write, what's going to happen until it has...:)

Okay, enjoy! Tell me what you think and what you think's going to happen! (Don't any of you worry about me, I'll be fine. *mainly looking a Fi if she's there*:)

A Christmas Flower Crown Part Two (No I ain't thinking of chapter titles DX)

Now that we know of a few events prior to the centre of this whole story, I think it's time we moved on and got to the fun stuff now, after all, we can't have a story without some cute little scenes can we?

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the Hades cabin, not a skeleton was stirring, not even a bone; the spider webs were weaved in the chimney with care, for St. Nicholas had never been down there. The death angel was nestled all snug in his bed, while visions of hell danced in his head; and you in your woollies and I in my top hat, had just settled down for a long winters read- when out on the dead grass there rose such a clatter, yet none sprang from their bed to see what was the matter. Away to the floor, Nico fell in a flash, grumbling and groaning and swearing quite rash. The sun knocking on the blockaded door, gave a lustre of trouble to the angel within. When, what to his worried eyes should appear, but a tired Will and some hot cocoa with fear. With a little hop and sprint so lively and quick, Nico got there in a moment, just in a tick. More slow than snails, hot cocoa he gave, and he smiled, and got a reply of the strangest in plain- "The reason you woke me up is...?" Nico asked groggily, failing at intimidating Will with his death glare, though that was usual.

"S- sorry, I was bringing you some hot cocoa. Wait, you just woke up?!" Will exclaimed after he'd shoved a warm mug into Nico pale hands. Smirking at Will's expression, Nico hid it in his mug, making sure to take a long sip.

"Yep." Nico eventually gave an answer, popping the 'p'.

"Nico! You wasted an entire day, and if that isn't bad enough, you wasted Christmas Eve! Where's your Christmas spirit?"Will complained before promptly sneezing.

Nico tried, he really did, but he couldn't help it, the fact that Will's sneeze was so cute didn't help either, he laughed. The penalty for laughing was a betrayed look from Will, but there was still a faint smile on his face, and an even fainter blush spread gently across his cheeks, not that Nico noticed of course, he had too much on his mind to notice something as small as that, mainly because he subconsciously didn't want to think about it at all at this point in time. But let's not go into that right now.

"Will, I'm fine, I think you need to get back to your cabin." Nico breathed, still laughing, he reached out to give Will a playful shove but gasped when his hand felt the cold of his jumper, instantly moving his hand to the others cheek, turning it so he could check the temperature with the back of his hand, "Gods, you're freezing Sunshine! And you tell me off for not taking care of myself, great example you're setting. Go back to your cabin and get warmed up Will, and drink the cocoa." Nico frowned at him, tipping the cocoa into Will's mouth when he opened it to try and protest. Naturally, Will automatically swallowed the contents of the mug so it was practically poured down his throat, though he had to admit, it did warm him up from the inside, pleasantly pooling in his frozen stomach.

Nico watched with a smirk at Will's glaring face, then as he marched off to his cabin, silently smiling himself.

"Have a good Christmas Eve Sunshine."

*0oOo0*

For those of you wishing to enter the head of Will, sorry, but no can do – where's the fun in it? We have more important things right now, like, for example, the fact Nico slept for the entire day and is currently changing into a Santa suit. Who wants to guess why, even the most intellectually challenged of you must be able to. Folks, we are in for a very eventful night.

*0oOo0*

Silent and graceful, red clad figure jumped from the roof of the Hades cabin to that of the Hermes one, barely avoiding one of the booby traps set up there. With a slight huff, he readjusted his big red sack and sank through the dark shadows on the roof, down into the cabin below.

Treading carefully, he sneaked over to the Christmas tree, stepping over limbs and possessions as he went. When he reached the tree, he carefully stepped over the tripwire the Stoll's had probably set up and was about to place the gifts when a torch flared to life behind him, its beam glaring on the back of his red aviator jacket, he froze.

"Santa?!" Exclaimed two voices in shocked unison. Stoll's.

"Ho Ho Ho?"

AN: DID YA LIKE THE TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS APPROACH AT THE START?! HAVE A GOOD DAY, CYA LATER,

'I say we leave everything negative in 2016 and go into 2017 with a positive outlook.' ~Drake the Killjoy, he said this like 5mins ago, using the word outlook for he couldn't spell attitude. Well done bro, well done. XD

~Jojo