A/N So this is the second part of Kids during the Holidays. I forgot to tell you in the 1st part that all of the kids are 6 years old. I tried to hint at it in some of the stories, but I thought I should tell you.

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or HOO or any characters or anything you recognize. Rick Riordan won't let me get it *insert pouty face, crying face, and mad face. I do own the plot.

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Frank

I looked out the window and sighed. It was snowing and it had been for the past day. Now was the perfect weather to go out and play, but Grandma wouldn't let me. She says its too cold and she doesn't want to have to worry about something happening to me. I looked around my room, there was nothing interesting to do. Maybe, I thought, Maybe I can sneak out and play in the snow without Grandma noticing. I opened my door and peaked down the hall way. I then tip toed down the stairs. I went to the closet and quickly pulled on my boots and coat. I then looked back to see if Grandma was coming. Coast clear. I tip toed, as best as I can in boots, over to the front door. Just as I was about to open it I heard her.

"Fai? What are you doing?"

I slowly turned around, preparing for the lecture. "Um… I'm sorry. I just wanted to play outside. There's nothing to do in here." I said honestly.

"Fai, I specifically told you not to go and play outside, did I not?" Grandma asked.

"No, you did, Grandma. I'm sorry," I replied, not meeting her eyes.

I heard her sigh, "I'll allow you to play outside in a storm this once. Just stay near the house, come in before you get too cold, and don't expect it to happen again." She gave in.

I ran over to hug her, "Oh, thank you!" With that I quickly ran the front door before she could change her mind.

I did just as she asked and stayed in the front yard. I tried to build a snowman, but the snow kept falling in my eyes when I tried to lift parts up. So I settled for a little dog. I was actually quite easy to make. I formed an oval and placed a ball on the head. I made a little snout thingy for its mouth and nose. Then I made a tail and little paws for it. I dug out little eyes. I looked over my work and nodded proudly.

"There," I said patting its little head, "I'll name you…Snowy." I smiled happy with the name I oh-so-cleverly thought of.

After I finished making the dog, I decided I wanted to draw in the snow. So I walked over the the woods on the side of the yard. The woods were only a little way from the house. Plus, it wasn't that far, so I figured I could and grab a stick quickly. As I walked over I noticed how beautiful it was. Snow softly falling through the tree. The sun shining, making the snow sparkle.

I was just on the edue of the woods, looking for a good stick when I saw it. A wolf. It was a few paces away from me, but it was just sitting. It seemed to be studying me like I was it. It was a pretty big wolf too. Grey fur with streaks of black. It's eyes were a dark color. I looked around to see if there was a pack near, but there wasn't. I turned my head back, but it was gone. I looked around for it or any tracks, but there was nothing. The only other thing I saw, besides trees, was a little bird. Weird, I thought. I decided to head back. After a little while of drawing in the snow I got board. It wasn't too fun playing by yourself. I wish mom was here, I thought. I decided to go inside. I was cold anyways.

I stomped the extra snow off outside the door, then I went in and quickly took off my outside clothes. I went to the kitchen and found Grandma there. She was reading the newspaper. I reached up to get a mug. I then turned the water on and waited for it to get hot. Once it did, I filled my cup. Then I dumped the cocoa powder in it and mixed it up. I carefully went over to Grandma and put my cup down on the table. I sat across from her. I picked up one of the newspapers and tried to read. I couldn't so I just looked at the pictures and sipped my hot chocolate. I didn't look up, but if I did I would've see one of my grandma's smiles.

Ding Dong!

"I'll get it," Grandma said, already disappearing behind a wall.

I hear the door open and some talking. It sounded happy, but then I heard Grandma scold whoever it was.

"You did what! He could have see you!" I hear her say.

"But he didn't," Came a female voice in response.

I heard some more talking before I got called, "Fai? Come here. Someone wants to see you."

I set down the newspaper I was looking at and walked over to the door. Once I rounded the corner I froze. I couldn't believe who it was. I was to shocked to say or do anything. Then suddenly I lunged forward.

"Mom!"

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Hazel

(A/N So obviously I didn't, don't, and never plan to live in the 1930s. I also have never been to New Orleans. So if I get any facts wrong, that's why.)

Nock, Nock!

"Hazel, can you get that?"

"Yes Mother," I answered. I walked over to the front door of our apartment. Standing there in all his glory was Sammy Valdez. His dark brown, curly hair was out loose today and his eyes looked excited. He was wearing a casual white shirt with black pants and black suspenders."Sammy! What are you doing here?"

He grinned, "Why, I came to take you away!" He answered making me giggle. "Would you like to come ride with me. My parents said we could as long as it's fine with your mother. They also told me to wish her a Merry Christmas."

"Here, come in while I go ask," I told him opening the door wider. He stepped inside and I hurried off to go ask Mother. I found her sitting in her room, writing something down. "Mother?" I asked and she looked up, "May I go with Sammy out riding. His parents said it was fine. They also wanted to wish you a merry Christmas."

"I suppose it's alright. Just be back before dark. And tell them merry Christmas too," She answered.

"Okay thank you Mother." I replied hurrying out to Sammy. I smiled, "She said I can go."

"Well then, what are we waiting for?" He asked grabbing my hand and hurrying down the flight of stairs.

We scurried outside onto the busy street. We hurried through all of the people, which wasn't so hard since we were smaller than most of them. Sammy and his family lived a little ways out of town. But if we walked fast enough, it would only take us a few minutes. So we did hurry because we were excited. Like I predicted, a few minutes later we were at his house.

"Come on, I'll race you to the stables." Sammy called out already running.

"Sammy!" I called after him, running too.

Sammy, of course, got there before me. Once I was at the stables, I glared at him, but he just chuckled. I walked over to him and grabbed the saddle he was holding out for me. After he grabbed his, we walked over to where our, well his, horses were. Sammy went to his horses stall, Sammy-The-Great-Jr, (A/N I had to show some similarities to Leo besides the looks;) yes Sammy named him. I went to mine, Gem, to saddle up too. After having done it a few times, I did it in only a few minutes. I then led Gem out to the pasture where Sammy and Jr were waiting. I went over to the fence so I could mount Gem. I put one foot in a stirrup and pulled my body onto the horse. Then I put my other foot in the stirrup and grabbed the reins. Sammy was doing the same thing

"Where do you want to go today Hazel?" Sammy asked, his dark eyes focused on the distance.

"Let's go to our special tree," I him.

We then clicked for our horses and they started trotting toward the tree. I love riding. It made me feel free and happy. The wind blowing my hair back, feeling horse's muscles underneath me, the smell of nature, all of it made me relaxed yet excited. I've always had a fascination with horses. I was so excited when Sammy asked me to go riding for the first time.

We were nearing our tree when Sammy asked, "Do you want to eat Christmas Dinner with us tomorrow? You could invite your mother too. My parents told me to ask you."

"I would love too, but I will need to ask Mother. Hopefully she'll say yes," I replied, smiling.

We reached the tree only moments later. We dismounted our horses and tied them to the fence near by. When we went to sit down under the tree, Sammy pulled something out. I looked at him curiously. He only stuck his arm out toward me. Slowly I took it from him. It was a nice box. I carefully opened the lid and gasped when I saw what was inside. On a black cord was a horse. It was silver, simple, and small, but it was perfect. I felt a small tear fall down my cheek. I couldn't believe Sammy would get something like this for me. I looked up at Sammy and smiled.

"Sammy, it's beautiful. Thank you!" I say, hugging him.

"Here, let me help you put it on." He offers turning me around. He takes the necklace from my hand and carefully puts it around my neck and clasps it.

I smile at him again, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, let's say it was an early Christmas present. Now lets sit down," He said, moving to sit against the tree. The rest of the afternoon Sammy and I chatted away in the shade of our tree.

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Annabeth

(A/N So I made Helen, Annabeth's step-mother mean. Idk if she's like this because Annabeth describes her as mean, but when Percy met her he described her as nice and caring. I'm going with Annabeth's description because this is her story.)

Dear Magnus,

I wish I could see you for the holidays this year, but I guess we don't get everything we wish for. At least Dad said that next year we might have Thanksgiving at your house. I sure wish that would happen.

The monsters are still attacking. But I finally figured out why. Dad (reluctantly) told me that I was a daughter of the Greek Goddess, Athena. Guess that explains why I'm smarter than you ;) Anyways, it seems more and more monsters are attacking. Helen keeps yelling at me too. I wish she wouldn't. It's not like I want monsters to attack our house. Although I wouldn't mind one attacking her… well one can only hope. The spiders haven't gotten any better I either. In fact, it seems they attack more often too. I call for Dad, but Helen doesn't get him. She says I'm a liar and that there aren't any spiders. But the spiders run away when she comes and the bites are fading by morning. Sometimes it seems like she's more of a monster than the ones I fight.

In fact just this morning she yelled at me for one of the most, excuse my language, dumb reasons.

*A few hours ago

"Annabef?" I turned to see Bobby and Matthew standing in my door ways. "Sweigh wide?"

I giggled at their 1½ year-old language. "Do you want me to pull you through the snow?" I asked. They both nodded eagerly. "Well, you need to get on your warm, winter coats." I say walking over to tickle them. They giggle and nod again.

I help them get into their winter gear. After I finished them, I was going to get into mine, but a voice stopped me.

"And what do you think you're doing?" I turn around to see Helen scowling down at me.

"They wanted me to take them on a sled ride." I answer honestly but her scowl just hardens.

"Oh no you don't. You could hurt them. A monster could be out there and you would let them go out and get hurt." I gasped. As if I would let them get hurt. "You will not be going anywhere with my sons. Now go along back to your room."

See? She just blames me for everything, Magnus! Its so unfair. At least during the day I have school. I really like Kindergarten. It is super fun, but it could be more challenging. We mainly just play with toys. But I want to read or do math or something. I think you will really like it next year. It's a good escape from the monster at home. I wish I could get rid of the monster forever. She's so mean and I don't think Dad cares anymore.

You know what? We should just run away together. Or I could run away to you. Or we could meet up in New York. Or we could really do whatever. I think I will run away, but in summer. Miss Ella, my teacher, is too nice. But maybe my 1st grade teacher will be nice too? I can't just leave then! What will I do? I'll send you a note when I figure it out.

Now that I found out I'm a child of Athena, I've done some research. So apparently I get my grey eyes from her. Also my fear of spiders, arachnophobia. Athena had a contest with this girl named Arachne. Arachne claimed she was better at weaving than a goddess, Athena. So Athena got mad at her and turned her into a spider. Ever since then spiders have hated Athena and children of Athena. Also all children of Athena have arachnophobia. Like I said earlier, she's where I get my smarts from. She is the the Goddess of Wisdom, Battle Strategy, and Crafts. I just don't get the crafts part. Maybe I'll be good at them when I'm older, because I'm not right now. I also learned that Athena is the patron goddess of Athens in Greece. I want to go there some day. She also has a long time feud, fight, with Poseidon. They both wanted to be the patron god/goddess of Athens, but Athena won. Also Athena caught Poseidon with Medusa, the snake hair lady, in one of her temples. So, if I ever meet a son or daughter of Poseidon, I shouldn't like them. What I learned is actually really cool. I want to learn more and Dad is going to take me to the library so I can.

Enough with me, what about you? I haven't heard from you in forever. How are your siblings? How are your parents? What are you doing for the holidays? How are things at home? What do you like to do? Happy Holidays Magnus. I hope you have a great year and that we can see each other soon.

Love,

Annabeth Chase

Daughter of Athena

PS (Post Script)

Thanks for reading. I just really needed to

get it off my chest. I'm sorry I wrote so much,

I know you can't read yet considering that

you're only 5 years-old, but oh well!

~oOo~

Percy

My Green eyes shot open and I started squirming and laughing. I looked over to see brown, curly hair and twinkling blue eyes.

"Mom… *laugh please… *laugh stop!" I barely got out. I tried to get away, but she help me tight.

"Never!" She says in a mock villains voice, "Not until you tell my why you haven't… rushed to see what Santa left!"

My eyes widen. "I forgot it's Christmas," I whispered, shocked.

Mom gasped and faked hurt, "How are you my son? But more importantly, how do you forget Christmas?!"

I slowly shook my head, "I don't know."

"Well, if you were my son, you would quickly jump up and run to the tree." My mom says winking at me.

So I did as told. I jumped up and ran out to the living room in the cabin. This year for Christmas, Mom rented the cabin in Montauk. I was super excited because it was just going to be me and her for a whole week. As I entered the living room, I saw a present under the tree and a full stocking. I went to my stocking first. In it was some blue candy, a penny, 2 oranges, some hot wheels cars, and a sheet that said 'Free-day with your mom. You get to choose what you do. All day.' I looked back at my mom, who was taking pictures, and smiled. I then moved on to my present. I quickly tore off the nice wrapping paper and opened the box. In the box was a pair of hockey skates. I looked back at Mom and smiled excitedly.

I went to where the piece of paper was laying and handed it to my mom. "First, I want to eat blue waffles. Then get ready for a day of sledding, skating, snowball fights, snowman building and more!" I said excitedly.

My mom chuckled happily, "Eye eye, Captain!" She said, saluting me like I was an actual captain. She then turned and marched into the kitchen. I played with my cars for a little bit, but soon the delicious smell of waffles drafted into the air.

In a second I was in the kitchen. Mom grabbed the hot waffle and put on a plate on the table. She then made a big show of decorating it with whipped cream, strawberries, and syrup.

"Thanks Mom," I say happily, taking a big bit, "Thith ith thuper good," I say through a full mouth.

After breakfast, Mom checked what we were doing today.

"Sledding?"

"Check," I answered.

"Skating, snowball fight, snowman building?"

"Check, check, check."

"Already gone to the bathroom."

I laughed at that, "Check."

"Okay sounds good. All we need to do is get dressed and start." She finished.

We got dressed in our winter clothes. Mom made sure I had on my hat, gloves, and a scarf. We then grabbed the sled we brought and our skates. I raced outside and head right to the top of the hill. I looked down at Mom and waved. She waved back. I then took a running start and slid down the hill. The wind and snow blew up against my face. When I stopped, I had a big smile and a bunch of snow on my face.

"Come on Mom!" I said pulling her with me to the top of the hill. She sat down on the sled first and I was about to, but I pushed her down the hill instead.

"Percy!" I heard her scream, but I didn't care. I was to busy laughing.

When she stopped, she turned around and glared at me. But I couldn't stop laughing. The rest of the day was filled with fun. After sledding, Mom tried to teach me how to skate. I think I spent more time on my butt than on my feet. But it was fun anyways. After that we had a snowball fight. After trying to hit each other, we played a game Mom made up. The trees were the bad guys and we needed to sneak and hit them. After that game we built a snowman. Then knocked it down. Then we built 2 more. We did target practice on them with snowballs. Then we both tried our ninja skills on them. It was super fun. When we went inside again, it was already getting dark.

When got out of our soaking clothes, Mom made hot cocoa. We then snuggled up on the couch with a blanket and our drinks trying to get warm.

"Wow! We were out there for the whole day. Did you have fun, Percy?" Mom asked, here eyes sparkling.

"Yeah, lots. Thanks mom." I replied, "This was the best Christmas ever."

She smiled down at me. We just stayed curled up together and I eventually fell asleep.

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A/N Good? Bad? Tell me what you guys thought. Also let me know if you caught any references to certain people or things in either this part of the Kids during the Holidays. Please let me know how I did and how to improve.

Did you like Annabeth's part. I wanted to try something different, so I did a letter. I tried my best on these last 2 stories to ... connect to the HOO characters childhood ;P How do you think I did? I know it's late and well technically Thursday, where I live, but I had a hard time writing today. I don't know what happened, writers block? Anyways I do promise tomorrow, or today?, the story will be up on time. I swear on the Styx.

Anyways, please review.

-Anne