A/N: Sorry for the long wait. First things off, in the last chapter, whenever the word 'coin' is seen I actually meant the word 'Bit' followed by 'coin' together which was shortened to just 'coin' for some reason, I guess the site doesn't allow mentioning of the cryptocurrency. Now that's rather odd since some of the jokes were funny just because they mentioned it, but now they're just 'coin' and I don't really support it or anything I just didn't know about it and it was weird that it had been censored and the jokes sort of don't make as much sense anymore. So if you want to you can go ahead and read it again putting the proper term everywhere but I guess it might be too much trouble.

That said, thanks for the bucketful of reviews guys. Thanks to Gogeta12345 (it's not that I overtly favor Frank, just the way that I write these usually doesn't end up with him losing), Death. Devourer of Worlds, BILLCIPHER ELOOFLSKHU, ConnorPerson (he was too scared to do anything I guess), thedauntlessamity, Hi, Annabeth and Percy Jackson, ChickenNuggets6767, TheAwesomePercyJacksonFangirl, ISB, Bellatricus (is it funny because Jason from PJO was doing it, or because Jason from Friday the 13th was doing it?), Poppy The Penguin, WillieTheWolf, Verteller (I'll see about that idea), Ctenophore.D, Guest, and LadyBeeBug.

I've put in some Christmas stuff, though I know it is a bit late for a Christmas fic.

"Do you know what time it is?" Leo asked.

"No, what?" Jason asked. "And you better not say, 'It's Adventure Time!' again."

"It's Christmas," Leo said. "So now it's time for Jason Claus to go around, spreading joy and cheer."

"I have to dress up as Santa, don't I?" Jason asked. "And after I spent so much time dressing up as Jason."

'You don't get points for dressing up as yourself," Percy said.

And so, Jason was standing at the counter, wearing a Santa Claus outfit with the muffin shop decorated similarly.

A kid about twenty walked in. "It's pretty cold outside."

"Say that this cold is nothing compared to where you live," Percy said. "And then call him a weakling."

"This is nothing compared to how things are up on the North Pole," Jason said. "You don't know cold, weakling."

"Now say the same thing as if Bane said it," Frank said.

"Oh, I bet you think that the cold is your ally," Jason said. "But you merely adopted the cold; I was born in it, molded by it. I didn't leave the North Pole and know what heat was until I was a grown man, by then it was nothing to me but BURNING!"

The guy chuckled. "So, why is Santa Claus working here? Unemployment hitting you hard?"

"Say that it is," Percy said. "And also look at him real serious-like and tell him not to major in Philosophy."

"Yeah, it is," Jason said. He took a deep breath and tried not to crack up as he looked the guy in the eye and said, "Don't major in Philosophy, kid."

"I am majoring in Philosophy though," the guy said.

"Wow, Jason, you just broke this kid's dreams," Frank said. "I hope you're happy."

"So, what do you want?" Jason asked.

"Do you only sell muffins? Or do you have anything else either?" the guy asked.

"Tell him that you have cookies, marshmallows, and gingerbread men too," Percy said.

"No, we have much more than that," Jason said. "We have cookies, you know, marshmallows, and gingerbread men too."

"Tell him that your actual gingerbread men back at your workshop enjoy eating gingerbread things," Leo said. "Then call them a bunch of cannibals."

"You know, there's an interesting thing about gingerbread men. You see, the ones I have back in my magical factory in the North Pole, they eat nothing but gingerbread people," Jason said. "Basically they're all a bunch of cannibals."

"Well, thank you for ruining my childhood," the guy said. "So, you do happen to have cookies though, right?"

"Tell him they're in the shape of Christmas Elves," Frank said.

"Yeah, they're in the shape of Christmas Elves," Jason said. "I make 'em my self."

"Say that enjoy eating them and imagining they're alive and screaming for mercy while you dip them into boiling hot milk and then chomp on them," Frank said.

"Do you know why I make them like Christmas Elves?" Jason asked. "It's because I enjoy imagining that they're alive and screaming for mercy as I dip them into milk and then eat them little by little."

"Wow, you're really one sadistic Santa Clause, aren't you?" the guy said.

"Tell him that you go around telling children that Santa Claus is fake just to get them to cry," Leo said.

"We're not going to let him win, are we?" Percy asked.

"I also like telling children that Santa doesn't exist, so that they cry," Jason said. "I say that dressed up as Santa for the irony."

"Yeah, you're a real American Hero buddy," the guy said. "I'll take two dozen of those cookies."

"Yeah, well I'm also taking donation for a charity here, and this is real serious, if you'd like to hear about it for just a second," Jason said.

"Okay," the guy said.

"The name of the charity is 'Christmas Elves Are Not People Too'" Percy said.

"The name of the charity is 'Christmas Elves Are Not People Too,'" Jason said. "You know, like all the charities saying so-and-so are people too but with a 'not' in the middle."

"You don't say," Leo said.

"Tell him that the 1856 UN Human Rights Commission said that Christmas Elves must be treated as equal to humans," Percy said.

"Well, you might know this of course, but the UN Commission of 1856 on Human Rights said that Christmas Elves must be treated as basically the same as humans," Jason said with a straight face somehow.

"Dude, the UN didn't exist at that time," the guy said. "I'm not a History major, but maybe you should've taken a class."

"Percy, can't you do anything right?" Frank asked.

"Hey, I want to be an Oceanography major," Percy said. "Cut me some slack."

"Jason, tell him that you need to go and overrule it," Leo said.

"Doesn't matter when it was, I need to overrule it," Jason said.

"Say that you can't stay in business with all the red tape and labor laws," Frank said.

"I can't stay in business with all the red tape and labor laws," Jason said. "I mean, they've formed their own union, they won't work longer than eight hours a day, they demand overtime and dental, and I just can't keep giving them that and keep up production."

"So, you need to remove all of their civil rights," Percy said.

"So, I need to get rid of all of their civil rights," Jason said. "You know, I need to get them to work for nothing, you know, basically this is a bring slavery back campaign sort of thing, but you know what, it's all okay because I'm doing it for the children. So, what do ya say?"

"No man, that's messed up," the guy said and paid for his cookies and before leaving said, "You're a terrible Santa."

"Yeah, well you're going on my naughty list," Jason said.

Result: Jason failed.

"So, Leo, I heard you're excited about your turn," Jason said. "Good thing we got you a little something special."

"What is it?" Leo asked. He had a bad feeling about this… and guessed that what they gave him probably rhymed with 'raid outfit' and he didn't need that.

Percy took out a pair of roller skates. "You're going to need to wear these. You'll have to wear them for the entire time."

"But wait, I don't know how to skate," Leo said.

"And that explains why this will be funny," Frank said.

"Wait, but can I at least have like ten minutes to practice?" Leo asked.

"We can give you five," Jason said.

Leo was trying to use the roller skates around the store. "Guys… this is dangerous. You didn't even give me a helmet or knee pads or anything."

"Those are for wimps," Percy said.

Frank then looked directly at the camera and said, "The following actions that you're about to see are being taken up by a highly untrained and unskilled demigod who is not a professional. Please do not attempt such actions at home. Remember to always remain safe and wear proper safety gear while skating."

"Was… that really necessary?" Jason asked.

"Yes, if we want to avoid being sued, you know," Frank said.

"Hey! Then why would you let me go without proper safety gear?" Leo asked. "What if I decided to sue you guys if I get injured?"

"It'll look weird to the customers if they see someone in a helmet and stuff," Percy said.

"Plus, you can't sue us anyway," Frank said. "Your contract states that you waive your write to file any legal action for injuries incurred during the filming of this show."

"I knew I should've read that thing before singing first," Leo said. He tried going two steps before falling.

"You know, I think we can make a drinking game based on this," Jason said. "See, every time that Leo falls, we take a sip. If he gets bruised, we take two sips, and three sips if he loses or chips a tooth. If he breaks a bone, we take five sips, and if he goes unconscious, we take a whole bottle."

"I hate all of you so much," Leo said as he struggled to get up.

"Come on Leo, you need to master this in five minutes, we're going to open the shop then," Percy said.

"Couldn't we have got rid of the creepy gnomes though?" Leo asked. "I mean, they're supposed to look Christmassy, but we should get rid of them anyway. They're probably going to scare little children."

"I could say the same about your face," Percy said. "But we let that in, didn't we?"

"Are you sure Percy's a son of Poseidon?" Jason asked. "Because Leo… you just got BURNED!"

All three of them high-fived.

"This is worse than the maid outfits…" Leo muttered.

Leo finally made his way to the counter that he held on to it like a drowning person would a life raft.

"When is this going to end?" he asked. "When is a customer going to come?"

"You could always just quit, you know," Percy said.

"Never!" Leo said.

A customer wasn't long in coming. It was an old guy, maybe in his fifties or so.

"Do you have anything for a diabetic?" he asked.

"Sure. We have napkins," Percy said. "Go on, say it."

"Yeah, we have napkins," Leo said.

"And if that doesn't suit you, we have plastic spoons and forks too," Frank added.

"And we have plastic spoons and forks too," Leo said.

The guy looked pretty pissed. "Really? Think you're a real wise-mouth do ya?"

"He looks like he's going to punch Leo," Jason said and snickered.

"If Leo gets punched, we take ten sips if it is in the face, and eight sips if it's somewhere else," Frank said. "Let's add that to the drinking game."

"Or do you always talk to your customers like that?" the guy asked.

"Uh, no, sorry sir, I'll just go check with my manager," Leo said.

"Why? Do you somehow not know what you sell in your own store? Why do you even work here? All you millennials- you people have no respect for the workplace. Why, if I were you, I'd figure out all this small stuff before starting to work here," the guy said.

"Man, Leo's getting roast. Hey Leo, head to the back room for a second," Frank said. "You know, because you don't have a real manager and all."

"Uh… please just wait a minute," Leo said and turned around before he remembered that he was wearing skates and fell down.

"You alright there, bucko?" the guy asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Leo said. "Just that someone didn't put a wet floor sign."

The guy shook his head. "Wet floor sign? Do you think in my day we went around with wet floor signs? I'll tell ya, we had the common sense not to go near a wet floor because we could tell. Honestly, you youngin's are way too soft."

Leo, as he couldn't figure out how to use his roller skates, crawled on his knees to the back room.

"Hey, he's crawling," Percy said. "Is he allowed to do that?"

"Eh, let's let him do it until he comes back out with what's left of his dignity," Jason said.

Once Leo was in the room, and looked around, he said, "Guys! Come on help here, I don't know what we give to diabetics!"

"Why are you asking if we know?" Frank asked. "It's not like any of us actually works here."

"Leo, even if we did know, why would we tell you?" Percy asked.

"Then what do I do?" Leo asked.

"One option would be to sit there forever until that guy gets tired and leaves," Jason said.

"But then you'll lose," Percy said.

"Then that's not an option," Leo said, trying to sound cool.

"So, you're going to play with a man's health, is that it?" Frank asked.

"Well nah but I just can't… hey look a catalogue!" Leo said. "Maybe there's something in here… yeah there is. Thanks for nothing guys."

Leo then went out the room, and tried doing it on his roller skates. He was somewhat more successful this time., even if he was stooped over and looked very strange.

"You know, I once tried to get a dog to walk on only two legs," Frank said. "Leo kind of looks like that."

"I can tell from his face that he's in excruciating pain right now," Percy said. "Or maybe he's just scared."

"I say we take twenty sips if Leo wets his pants," Jason said.

"Took you long enough," the guy at the counter said. "What're you take so long for? I swear you took so long I think you grew an inch or two."

"Sorry sir, I went looking for my manager but turns out that he doesn't exist," Leo said. "But the Spicy Ginger Toast and Halloween Cupcakes have low actual sugar in them. I know it's now Halloween, but still…."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever kid just give me half a dozen," the guy said.

"Okay," Leo said.

"Now, what should we pick as Leo's charity?" Jason asked.

"I think we already did the one where we make old people less annoying," Frank said.

"Okay, okay, how about this," Percy said. "Tell him that you're making a charity to save the mosquitoes."

"Well, here's your order," Leo said.

"About time," the guy said. "I was wondering whether or not I'd be dead before you'd finish."

"Why can't this guy be in every episode?" Jason asked.

"We are, however, running a charity," Leo said. "If you'd like to hear about it…"

"No, I don't care," the guy said and took his stuff and was about to leave.

"But wait! It's a 'Save the Mosquitoes' campaign! Don't you know that mosquitoes are an endangered species? It said so in Lilo & Stitch! Disney wouldn't lie to us!" Leo said, but the guy was already gone.

Result: Leo failed.

A/N: Current score has everyone with a negative point save Frank. Also, it's been over one year since I started this fic, so thanks to all of you who have read and reviewed and favorited/followed for supporting this fanfic, and here's to another year!