*is wondering why nobody cares that I got called a dumbass*

*screams* OVER 2000 VIEWS! *squeals and faints*

REVIEWS

MsEDarcy: Yes you did. Thank the gods, it's not near the bed! Wait, so I need to start calling Minerva Mom?! Hmm...wedding dress UNDERWATER?! Uh, NO.

Neptune: WHAT?!

Me: Sorry, Daddy. But it won't work out.

Neptune: *pouts* Aren't you a tomboy though?

Me: *sighs* Daddy, girls have insights about these things. Boys don't. Besides, you could have your HONEYMOON at the cabin too!

Neptune: *thinking*

Me: Eh, that'll take a while. No offense, Daddy.

Flygrrl: I tried reading it once. But my brain was still stuck on how they got those wings when I finished the book. *sighs* Sometimes, my brain is pretty slow.

Athena: That's not true, you're the smartest kid of Kelp Head I've ever met!

Me: Well, my brain doesn't absorb math.

E gads: Hold yer Serpentine! It's tomorrow!

WARNING: This may suck. My brain is trying to wrap itself around how people in the Underworld are able to celebrate Christmas.

Nico: So your brain IS slow.

Me: SHUTTY!

Nico: Next time you say that, I'm telling everyone how the world ALMOST ended.

Me: *gulps* Insult Mom if you want to!

RANDOM THOUGHT: Has anyone noticed how if you add an S to Silena, it spells Silenas?! Does anyone know what the sequel to House of Hades is called?! What am I getting for Christmas?! How come Sonic is annoying?!

Sonic: I AM NOT!

CHRISTMAS IN THE UNDERWORLD

(Silena's POV)

To tell the truth, the Underworld is not as gloomy as everyone makes it out to be.

Of course, I live in Elysium, not the Fields of Punishment. Or the Fields of Asphodel.

(A/N: Before anyone praises me for remembering all those names, I LITERALLY had to find my copy of "The Lighting Thief"-hey, I have 600+ books!-and look them up.)

And I hope I never will.

Technically, for my crimes in the mortal world, I should be suffering through seeing unfashionably dressed woman while listening to horrid music, such as Skillet, 30 Seconds, to Mars, or-horrors!-Three Days Grace!

(A/N: LOVE THOSE BANDS! She doesn't like them because-let's face it-she's a kid of Aphrodite, THEIR opinion of good music is "Baby" or something! *shudders*)

Instead, I lived in a private cottage adorned with pink, flowers, pink, the latest trends, pink, perfume, pink, makeup, pink, pink, and, yes, PINK!

Of course, I have the only pink cottage in Elysium, so it seems like a bit of an eyesore. But nobody seems to mind! Everyone is sweet, kind, and friendly!

Especially Charlie.

I thought it was sad how we could never get married and have children. We were both going to college when we passed. I've always wanted a baby. Instead, I've been wishing how we hadn't died for over two years.

Sighing, I brushed my hair again. I was standing in front of my mirror, preparing for the annual Christmas party.

Evey year, the citizens of Elysium have a big Christmas party. Everyone wears Christmas colors, we sing carols, perform plays, and read from Christmas books to the younger children.

This year, it was my turn to read to the children.

It made me want to cry, seeing all those children. Most of them were demigods, and they had died protecting their families from monsters much too big for them. A couple didn't even knew they were demigods! The oldest was only 9, and the youngest possibly 3 or 4.

I wished that they could have lived on, had their own quests, adventures, prophecies, wars, fallen in love, gotten engaged, we're married, had kids of their own...

But they didn't.

Fate just didn't work out.

I put on a flattering green dress that hugged me, added scarlet lipstick, a scarlet belt and necklace, and a white headband with holly on it.

Of course, I couldn't resist using pink on my cheeks and eyes, and pink ornament earings.

But, finally, I was ready.

Charlie would be waiting at the door for me, and we would walk to the party together.

*NOOOO! WE HAVE A BREAK! DX*

"Wow! You look-" Charlie, wearing a simple tux, was too dumbfounded for words.

"Fabulous? Sexy? Pretty? Gorgeous? Beautiful?" I teased him.

"Amazing!" he finally manged.

I smirked, then gave him a peck on the cheek. "Shall we go?"

"Yes." Arm in arm, we headed for the party.

*ANOTHER BREAK! WHAT'S THE WORLD COMING TO?! DX!*

"Hi, Thilena!" Suzy, one of the children, greeted me.

Suzy was a daughter of Hermes. She had their classic pixie face, brown, hair, and blue eyes. If she had grown to be a woman, she would have been very pretty.

When Suzy was about 5, hellhounds overwhelmed her and her mother as they walked home from the park. A passerby, a son of Hades, saw and dialed 911, but it was too late. Suzy's mother died as the paramedics rushed onto the scene. Suzy herself died a few hours later in the hospital.

And it all happened almost 80 years ago.

Suzy still wore the dress she wore when she had died: A formal work dress, the kind that young girls wore in factories.

Suzy didn't remember much, and barely remembered her mother. She died around the time that the World War I spread to America, which may have explained the hellhounds.

Suzy had been in Elysium for 80 years, and her mother was somewhere in Asphodel. Suzy didn't know that, and was a happy child.

"Read a thory!" she demanded, along with many of her friends.

"All right. Which one?"

"This!" Suzy, giving me a gap-toothed smile, shoved a book in my hands.

I read the title. Fortunately, it was in ancient Greek. "The Night Before Christmas?"

"Yeth!"

"All right." As the children calmed down, I began the story.

I had gotten to the part where the narrator, a middle-aged man in a nightgown and a nightcap, had seen Santa, when a cry rang out.

"A new arrival!"

(Charlie's POV)

Wow! A new arrival?!

Of course, they weren't THAT rare.

New arrivals came in daily. There was always a flurry to meet them, introducing them to everyone, and making sure they got suited to life around here.

Immediantly, everyone stopped what they were doing, heck, even the kids, and started running towards the caller.

Ah, good old David!

David, a teenage kid of Dad's who was killed on a quest 60 years ago, usually called out when a new arrival came in.

"Hurry!"

Whoa, who WAS the new arrival?! A big-shot kid of the Big Three?! I hope it wasn't Percy. The Giant War may have ended, but something else was bound to come up at this rate.

Somewhere among the crowd, I found Silena. Even as her forehead wrinkled with anxiety, she was still the same daughter of Aphrodite that I had fallen for.

"Who could it possibly be?"

I shrugged, then took her hand.

"Oh, my!" Someone at the front of the crowd gasped.

David was holding a baby in his arms.

*AHHH! A LINEBREAK! DX*

"Why would a KID be sent here?" David asked, shooken up.

I could see why. The girl couldn't have been more than 8 or 9 months old. She was asleep, her curly black hair falling across her face.

She was in a basket, which had a note, obviously. I picked it up and read it out loud.

"To whomever receives this: My daughter is a child of one of the Big Three."

Collective gasps rang through the crowd.

"I am a poor woman, and I can barely survive. As I write this, monsters are tracking me and my daughter. Her scent is very strong. I don't think we'll make it much longer. I am forced to abandon her on your doorstep. Please send her to Camp Half-Blood as soon as possible.

Love,

Her loving mother, Marisa Scmid."

I whistled as I folded the note.

"I think the monsters caught up to her," Ms. Brunfield, a daughter of Apollo, murmured.

"True." I examined the note, studying the stains.

The girl cooed, then opened her eyes.

Wow!

Her irises were a beautiful blue, the same blue as Silena's!

"Oh, Charlie! She's so beautiful!" Silena gasped. She scooped her up from David's arms. "We should adopt her!"

"What?!" We weren't even engaged!

"Charlie," she sighed, taking my hand. "We've both wanted children, but never had the chance."

"True," someone muttered.

"Plus, she's only a baby. We need someone to take care of her!"

I couldn't argue with that. I had a soft spot for babies, too.

"Fine."

"Yay!" Silena kissed me. Like, a regular kiss.

I didn't mine.

In Silena's arms, the girl wriggled, holding out her arms.

"Did the note have a name?" someone asked.

"Nope."

"We should call her..." My girlfriend frowned, thinking. "Clara."

"Like the girl from the Nutcracker?" I asked.

"Yes. Just like the girl from the Nutcracker."

Well, that was sad! *snifles* BTW, no offense to Pothena fans-I AM one myself!-but I had a weird idea for a weird Posally moment that takes place a few months after Percy was born. It's pretty magical, and I'd like to put it on here, but I'm putting it as something separate.

Tomorrow: FRAZEL!

Sonic: FINALLY!

Me: *glares* I'll call Amy.

Sonic: And I'll tell everyone how the world almost ended!

Me: ...Ohnevermind...

Deranged Shadow Fangirl