THE TRATIE CHAPTER HAS ARRRRIIIIVEEEEDDD...

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MrsEDarcy: INSTANT follow...hmmm...Anyway, Dad would kill me if I made it romantic D= So I made it friendly. Shame.

2lazy2login: My original parody was DASHING THROUGH THE SNOW, GET THE CRAP OUT OF MY WAY, OR I'LL RUN YOU OVER WITH MY BLOODSTAINED SLEIGH BELLS ON COCKTAILS RING, SPIRITS ARE TOO BRIGHT, I'LL KILL THEM ALL SO NOBODY WILL HAVE A GOOD TIME TONIGHT! FRAZEL! ONE OF THE BEST THALICO YOU'VE EVER READ?! T.T *faints* Say, didn't you wrote that story where Leo gets Demi Sickness? I was DYING when Hazel was like "OMG YOU'RE SO ADORABLE!" IT'S SO SCALY...

I felt like crap in second period, spent third period in the nurse's office, and went home early. I think I may have the flu.

I'M DREAMING OF A GREEN CHRISTMAS

(Travis's POV)

Every year, the Hermes cabin Grinches someone.

We paint the cabin green, hide the presents, put fake presents around the tree, and then make the snow green. It's always fun.

This year, we were Grinching the Demeter cabin.

And I didn't want to.

But Connor talked me into it. Of course, he raised an eyebrow when I said that he could be in charge. Usually, we fight for things like that.

"Alright, everyone!" Connor shouted, putting an old Army hat on his head. "Weapons ready?!"

Everyone adjusted their paintball guns and spray cans. "READY!"

"Fake presents ready?!"

Chris stuffed the last one in the bag. "SIRYESSSIR!"

"Co-commander, anything to report?!"

Obviously, that was me. "No..."

Chris and Connor both raised eyebrows. "Um, hello? We're GRINCHING a cabin!" Chris pointed out.

"I don't want to," I answered.

"Dude, we won't look in the windows this time!" Koraline, a senior camper, assured me.

Everyone, except for the newbies, shuddered. The last time we Grinched a cabin, it was the Aphrodite cabin. We were about to open the door after painting everything green to set up the presents. But then Connor happened to look in the window and puke. The rest of us followed suit.

Let me just say...Drew was doing something DISGUSTING...

"Yeah! What's nagging ya, bro?!" Connor pestered, shaking me.

"I don't want Katie mad at me." The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them. I clamped a hand over my mouth. Oh, crap...

I've been crushing on Katie for a long time. That's why I pranked her, nagged her, annoyed her, bothered her. I wanted her to notice me.

And like me, too.

"OOOOH! Travis has a CRUSH, TRAVIS HAS A CRUSH!" Suzy, the smallest of us at 9, missing her two front teeth-she wrote several letters to Santa about that-danced around the cabin.

Connor struck a crazed pose. "Travis and Katie, sittting in a tree, K-I-S-"

"STZU!" I yelled, socking him with a pillow. He stood back up, laughing.

"Let's just GO," I muttered, already marching out the door.

Great. Now EVERYONE knew that I liked Katie.

This was my worst Christmas ever.

"Ready?" Connor asked the others. They clicked their guns and uncapped their spray cans.

"READY!" they whispered-shouted.

"AND-" The door flew open.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Katie Gardner yelled. She was wearing a green bathrobe over her pajamas, and her hair was a mess. Her green eyes flashed dangerously.

"RUN!" Chris yelled, already running for dear life.

Everyone else ran.

Except for me.

I just stood there. Frozen.

Katie marched down the step towards me. I SWEAR steam was coming out of her ears.

"YOU..." she growled.

CRAP!

(Katie's POV)

"YOU..." I growled.

Even when scared, Travis was still adorable. His blue eyes looked terrified as he stumbled backwards, falling on his butt. His curly hair glistened with falling snow. He scrambled upwards as I advanced.

"Katie, I SWEAR I didn't want to do this!" he started blabbering.

"Yeah, RIIIIIIIIIGHT!" I sneered, crossing my arms.

"S-S-SERIOUSLY!" Even when stammering, Travis was still HOT.

"I'll take THAT!" I demanded, gesturing towards the gun.

He meekly handed it over.

I stared in shock. Seriously?! A son of Hermes, willing handing over his pranking weapon?! This was a new low, especially for Travis.

"And?" Travis handed over the spray can, then started to walk away.

"Wait!" This was my chance. I could finally ask Travis why he had bothered me for so many years!

He turned. "There's nothing else. Chris had the presents!"

"Not that!" I sighed, pocketing my new toys. "Why have you bothered me for so many years?!"

Travis's eyes grew large, and he blushed. "Um..."

I grabbed him by the shirt. "ANSWER ME..." I growled deeply.

"I LIKE YOU!" he blurted out.

Surprised, I dropped him. He staggered back, gasping for air.

"You...LIKE...me?" I realized.

He nodded, still grabbing for breath.

I let him recover. Then I grabbed his shirt again.

"What now?!" He complained.

I answered by kissing him.

At first, his muscles tensed. Then, as I relaxed my grip on his shirt, he relaxed as well. We stood there for a few moments, making out. Then we broke apart.

I started to walk back inside, then remembered something.

"Here." I tossed back the gun and can. Travis caught them, surprised.

I walked back in, smiling to myself.

Best. Christmas. EVER.

(Travis's POV)

WHOA.

THE GIRL OF MY DREAMS LIKED ME!

I was DYING inside. DYING, I tell you!

Then I heard two voices laughing.

"HOLY COW! We have BLACKMAIL," Chris was doubled over, holding a camera.

Connor pranced around me. "GIRLFRIEND, GIRLFREIND, TRABIS HAS A GIRLFRIEND!"

They regretted it the moment I unsheathed my sword.

So far, the cuts haven't healed.

HAHAHAHA! I COULD NOT RESSIT THE LAST SENTENCE!

NEXT: FRAZEL!

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