Part two of a very Riptide Christmas...
Riptide's Christmas spirit POV: I woke up suddenly, at 5 a.m., when I realized...
"SANTAAAAAAAAA CAME!" I rushed to the people I shared a room with, Luke and four.
"Look! It's a Christmas miracle! Obi Wan!" Luke pointed behind me and rushed to hug a blonde guy, who had long eye sockets and papery skin.
"Yes, itz mee yall." Obi Wan said, "I got kickeded out of four syyyyystems bcaues I'm addicted to deathsticks." He held up four fingers.
"Death sticks?" Luke asked.
"Yzz, death sticks..." we entered Obi Wan's memory...
Obi wan's memory… but he's also narrarating...
"So, I wuz chasin a boonty hubter nameded Zam Weasel, me and Anakinz came into a cantina." Obi Wan narrated, while we saw him and a young man enter a bar.
"Anakin, you check the cantina for the bounty hunter." Obi Wan from the past said. He was much cleaner looking, and didn't have vocal problems.
"What will you be doing, Master?" Anakin asked.
"Getting a drink." Obi Wan briskly replied, moving toward the counter.
"So I wenteded ofer to getz a drinkz." Obi Wan narrated.
"Want some deathsticks?" A sketchy guy asked.
"You will go home and rethink your life choices." Obi Wan from the past said, waving his hand, "but first, hit me up with fifty packs..."
"So theres you go. Nobodiee noticeded until after me and Anakin dueld, soz i wuz banneded fromed four star systemz." Obi wan finished.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." I said, "Let's go open presents now!"
Hermione's POV: It was Christmas Day, and everyone was probably having a good time. Everyone except for me.
First, Ron broke up with me two days ago, then I left Chaos' army, and then Harry forgot to get me a Christmas present!
"So, Hermione. When can you have the ball spell ready?" Harry asked.
I sniffled, "Well, first we need a test subject with no balls so I know I'm ready. The side-effects of me getting it wrong, are horrible!"
"What are they?" Harry asked.
"Ginormous boners, as Americans call them, at completely random moments." I replied, wiping my eyes.
"That's horrible! We need a test subject with no balls at all. We need to kidnap Justin Bieber." Harry determinedly stared at the horizon. How brave!
Annabeth's Christmassy POV: "What do you mean you didn't get me all five hundred presents?!" I shouted at my new boyfriend, Mark.
"Errr, euhhh, well. I only got five of them." Mark tried to wiggle away stealthily, but I noticed and grabbed him by the ear.
"I'm breaking up with you, Mark." I stated, " unless by some miracle you get all five hundred presents by tonight. And you also have to get me a extra present." I walked away, my point stated.
Katniss' POV: "Yay! I have a POV in a Percy Jackson story!" I shouted. It was a Christmas miracle. Nothing could get in my way now that I had a POV, nothing. Not even..
Riptide's POV: After opening my presents and ranking them, I went over to the hunger games table to humbly talk about my loot.
"I got the new phone, the new Ford car, the new scooter by Franklin, the new hockey stick from warrior, the new true skates, the new book by Rick Riodan, and the new gold toilet." I humbly said.
"Here is a late present to you, Percy." Katniss smiled wickedly, as she watched me open the small, rectangular package. It was... no, it couldn't be... it was... a Percy Jackson movie! Percy Jackson and the Sea of Monsters!
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I wailed in all caps, "YOU EVIL BEING! HOW COULD YOU?!"
"You stole my first POV!" Katniss growled, "This is what you deserve!"
"Ha! Bringing the subject of movies up was a wrong thing to do. May I remind you of the, not one, but two epic failures that were mockingjay!" I responded.
"It's not as bad as divergent!" Peeta protested.
"What?! For sure our first movie was better than mockingjay!" Bellowed four.
"Let's watch them and take a vote, ranking the best of the first movies of the series!" Katniss yelled. This was not a bad idea.
Hermione's POV: "Ballast regresio!" I shouted, pointing at the practice dummy. Instantly the dummy's pants grew a little larger.
"Ok, I can do it on the dummy, but I need Bieber to make sure."
"Ok, we shall make a plan, then storm the Villains lair, take Bieber, and test it!" Harry exclaimed.
"Ok, let's apparate." And with a small pop!, me and Harry were in Bieber's quarters, where he was sleeping while singing 'baby.'
"Here are the earmuffs." I gave some to Harry, and put some on myself. Bieber's music could give people dementia.
We grabbed his arms and apparated away. Now all we had to do was test the spell.
Real A/N: I had some more plans for this chapter, but since Christmas ended a while ago I won't be publishing it. Hope you all had a very merry Christmas or Hanukkah or human sacrifice day!
Second topic: Grand finale is coming soon, I will release five chapters in one day (this does not include epilogue). Expect it to come out sometime before the end of February!