Chapter One:Christmas
The sun rose early on Christmas morning, snow blowing gently across Lizzie's window. She ran into Percy's room and jumped on his bed.
"Get up, Percy, It's CHRISTMAS!"
She sat on his legs and punched his back playfully,
"Dude! Get up, lazy butt!"
He sat up and rubbed his eyes, still very groggy,
"What time is it?" He looked at his clock
"FIVE! You get me up at FIVE in the morning?"
"And?" Lizzie's pouty face was irresistible.
"Never mind," Percy was grateful to spend Christmas with the young girl. "Let's go see what's in your stocking."
By the time Sally and Paul had woken up, Percy and Lizzie were sitting at the kitchen table, eating waffles, blue of course, courtesy of Percy; and playing a round of Mythomagic, Lizzie getting frustrated at Percy's lack of knowledge of the game.
"Merry Christmas, you guys," Sally yawned. "What are you doing up? It's 7:30."
"Don't worry, Mom, we saved opening the presents for when you woke up. Lizzie woke me up at five, so we came out here to raid the stockings," Percy explained. "Did you know that Lizzie is probably better at Mythomagic than Nico? She is killing me here."
Nodding her head in agreement, Lizzie stuffed the rest of her waffles into her mouth and cried,
"Can't we open presents, now? Please?"
Laughing, Paul herded them all into the living room and passed out the presents.