This one takes place between the Lighting Thief and the Sea of Monsters. Enjoy!


C is for Christmas

Percy had always liked Christmas. It was one of those few days that Percy knew that everything was going to be alright. Since his mom had gotten rid of Gabe, he was absolutely sure that that was going to be an awesome Christmas.

This was how it was supposed to go down. He would wake up and his mom would already be making breakfast. The said breakfast would be blue pancakes, his favorite. Then they would go to the living room and give each other presents. Once that was out of the way, they would get dressed and go out to explore New York.

It did not go down that way. Instead, Percy woke up and went to the kitchen. The pancakes were on the pan, but his mother was not in there. "PERCY! There is someone at the door for you!"

Who could be at the door for Percy? It seemed impossible. Percy fumbled out of he kitchen and to the front door to find Annabeth standing there, presents in her arms. "A-a-ann-abe-tt-h?" stuttered Percy. What was she doing here? She was supposed to be at Camp-Half Blood!

"Something wrong, seaweed brain?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"What are doing here?"

"Well, everything's boring at Camp-Half Blood. So, I came here." She walked into the kitchen.

Once she had left, Percy's mom looked at him. "Is this the Annabeth that you were talking about?" Percy nodded numbly. "She's cute."

"Mom!" exclaimed Percy. "It's just Annabeth!"

Percy's mom shrugged and went into the kitchen, leaving a very confused boy at the door. "When you're done thinking, please come in here. We're going to eat."

It took Percy a while to actually understand what had just happened. When it did finally sink in, Percy was certain of one thing; this was going to be an interesting Christmas.


As you can see, I am a shameless Percabeth fan. xD

So, hope you liked it and R&R!