A/N: Second story of my three Christmas themed chapters. Sorry i was late on the update, my fanfiction broke...
Enjoy! And Merry Christmas, everyone!

Christmas at camp was… interesting, to say the least. Everyone rushed around camp with various decorations: magical torches, ornaments made of real precious metals, eggnog landmines (only the Ares cabin knows how they work, and they won't tell us).

People kept getting tangled up in wires and some went into the bathroom with a face full of soot after working on the Christmas tree. Seriously, what was up with demigods and unstable decor?

Every year, the campers would decorate Thalia's tree. This year, they decided to get creative and decorated the daughter of lightning herself. She looked grumpy when she woke up to 20 campers holding lights and ornaments, but secretly, she enjoyed it in the end.

Leo didn't participate, mainly because he was busy setting up fireworks with the Hephaestus cabin. And he was also pretty busy trying to learn the lyrics to "Girl on Fire" but with "boy" instead of "girl."

Percy and Annabeth were at Sally's for Christmas. They said that they would come back to count down until midnight with everyone at camp, though. Because normal people do that, right? It's not just for New Year's, right?

Demeter cabin was busy doing… other things. Something about Nico and Scrooge?

The Apollo kids would shoot Christmas light arrows over everything. The god himself made a haiku this year.

Christmas is awesomeCelebrate Jesus's birthHe doesn't exist though

"Thank you, fellow demigods! Thank you, this wouldn't have been possible without you guys!" he had said.

The campers muttered their agreements, just to be respectful. Some bowed.

And as the countdown until Christmas began, Percy and Annabeth arrived with Sally and Estelle to see the fireworks.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1!

The sky was lit up with bursts of bright color. Explosions rang throughout the camp as everyone's faces were painted in light. The Hephaestus cabin went all out this year, with pictures of Greek heroes dancing across the sky.

Santa Claus made a cameo in one with Percy at Polyphemus's cave.

Hugs, promises, kisses were shared in the dark long after the last of the fireworks sizzled out. And they were left under the light of the moon and stars.

Christmas for the demigods didn't just mean gifts and celebration. It meant that they were alive in this world. A hundred warriors against monsters that never really die. It symbolized hope, a flicker of light in the darkness that is the cruel reality of the mythological world. It was a gift just to see the next day.

Every generation of demigods keeps the true meaning of Camp Half-Blood's Christmas alive. And they'll always fight back against the forces of Tartarus to save their world.