Sorry for the lateness... We kinda were working on essays... And there was a huge rush to get work done before break... But we're on break now, so we will hopefully be more on time.
Sorry again... Today is Tysella...
Disclaimer: We were writing essays recently... Not the Blood of Olympus.
Caroling and Songwriting
"Ella" Tyson said, "Do you know any songs we can sing?"
"Yes. Carol of the Bells, Joy to the World, Jingle Bells, 12 Days of Christmas..." Ella rattled off, citing each from a different book of songs.
"Okay, which on is easiest?" Tyson asked, awkwardly twisting the hem of his shirt.
"Jingle Bells is easiest," Ella squawked.
"How does it start, Ella?" Tyson questioned.
"It starts like this..." Ella began.
"Jingle Bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way...
Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh-
"HEY!" Tyson shouted in.
"No, no, it's In a one horse open sleigh," Ella corrected. "Christmas Carols by Wally and Irene Bronner"
"Let's make our own song, Ella!" Tyson shouted, pulling a jar of peanut butter out of his huge pockets. "Peanut butter for inspiration!"
"Okay Tyson. Ella likes writing songs," Ella replied as Tyson pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket, and a pen.
"Let's make a song about Percy and the quest and the seven and the horse-y's and..." Tyson rambled.
"Yes...
On the first day of Christmas, my-
"PEANUT BUTTER!" Tyson suggested, loudly.
"No, how about my true love, like in the actual song," Ella decided.
On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
A son of Poseidon in the sweater
"Yes, I like that" Tyson said, trying to write it down. "How do you spell 'Christmas'?"
"Let Ella write it," Ella suggested.
"Okay," Tyson replied, taking a spoon of peanut butter and shoving it into his mouth.
On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
2 great prophecies
And a son of Poseidon in a sweater
"Yay! Holiday sweaters!" Tyson shouted.
"Let's keep going," Ella suggested.
On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
3 special horses
2 great prophecies
and a son of Poseidon in a sweater.
"Horse-y's!" Tyson shouted.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
4 Greeks of seven
3 special horses
2 great prophecies
and a son of Poseidon in a sweater.
"Why a sweater?" Tyson asked.
"Because Hazel is making sweaters. The Art of Sweaters..." Ella rambled.
On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
5 questing for Atlas
4 Greeks of seven
3 special horses
2 great prophecies
and a son of Poseidon in a sweater.
"What happened during the quest for Atlas?" Ella asked.
"I don't know. I only remember that three came back from the five that left," Tyson replied.
"That's sad," Ella replied. "Let's keep working.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
6 left after the fall
5 questing for Atlas
4 Greeks of seven
3 special horses
2 great prophecies
and a son of Poseidon in a sweater.
"That is sad remembering about the fall..." Ella reminsiced.
"Let's not think about it," Tyson replied.
On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
7 demigods
6 left after the fall
5 questing for Atlas
4 Greeks of seven
3 special horses
2 great prophecies
and a son of Poseidon in a sweater.
"I like singing," Tyson announced.
"Me too!" Ella replied.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
8 on the Argo
7 demigods
6 left after the fall
5 questing for Atlas
4 Greeks of seven
3 special horses
2 great prophecies
and a son of Poseidon in a sweater.
"Are we talking about demigods on the Argo?" Tyson asked.
"I thinks so..." Ella replied.
On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
9 questing against Gaea
8 on the Argo
7 demigods
6 left after the fall
5 questing for Atlas
4 Greeks of seven
3 special horses
2 great prophecies
and a son of Poseidon in a sweater.
"Nine demigods, right?" Ella asked.
"I was going to ask you that... But I think so," Tyson replied.
On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
10 -
"Ella! Tyson! Do you want to help put up Christmas lights?!" Someone, probably Piper, shouted from upstairs.
"YES!" Tyson shouted and hopped up from his seat.
"But we have to finish our song," Ella replied, slightly put out.
"We can do it later, but we can't put up lights later!" Tyson replied.
"Okay, let's go put up lights," Ella replied and they walked out the door.
Okay, you can hate us, but there will hopefully be more soon...
CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM AND SUGGEST SOMETHING FOR THE SONG IF YOU WANT!