We all know how demigods spend Christmas, but what about gods? How do they feel about this holiday? Well this is my view...

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"What's so important about this god that he gets his own holiday?" Zues slammed his fist on the throne. "I'm more powerful than he is."

"He doesn't even exist, brother," Poseidon commented, looking not at all interested in his brother's rant.

"And besides, if anyone was to get a holiday here, it would be me," Apollo announced, smiling brightly.

Artemis rolled her eyes. "No one would want to celebrate you."

"Well if it wasn't for me, the sun wouldn't rise."

"If it wasn't for me, there would be no wars," Ares argued, a scowl on his face.

"That's a good thing," Hestia explained. "We want peace not war."

"I think I am the most important here!" Aphrodite held out her hand and studied her nails. "Without me, there would be no love. That way people couldn't repoptalate?" She looked up. "Repop-ta-late? Repop-la-tate?"

Athena sighed and rubbed her temples. "It's repopulate, Aphrodite."

Aphrodite smiled. "Right. Repopulate!" She went back to checking her nails. "I am obviously the most important."

"You have a holiday," Hermes rolled his eyes. "It's called Valentine's Day."

She beamed. "Oh yeah!"

Hades sighed. "I don't know why I come to these things."

"None of us want you here," Demeter hissed, glaring at him.

"Why don't we try this holiday and see what all the fuss is about?" Hera offered, trying to get her family to work together rather than bicker.

"How do we do that, Mother?" Hephateus wondered, fiddling with some metal parts.

"Should we call in our kids?" Apollo asked, smiling at the idea.

"Why don't we just forget about it?" Dioynsus grumbled, flipping through a wine magazine. "Go somewhere else where they aren't celebrating Christmas."

"Which is where?" Demeter inquired, raising an eyebrow.

The god of wine scowled. "I don't know. Ask Athena."

They all looked towards said goddess who shrugged. "I think we should try it."

"Just another wonderful idea," Poseidon muttered, rolling his eyes.

"How do we do that?" Artemis crossed her arms over her chest. "I don't see you coming up with any ideas."

He raised his hands in defense. "Sally buys gifts for Percy."

"So is this what this all about?" Zues demanded. "Giving gifts? I vote no."

"You get gifts too, love," Hera explained.

He narrowed his eyes. "How do I know what it is?"

"That's the excitement!" Aphrodite squealed. "You have to wait until the morning of Christmas to open them!"

"So we just buy a gift for whoever we want?" Demeter clarified.

"We need help," Hermes concluded. "Why don't we bring Jackson and ask him?"

"The sea spawn?" Athena hissed. "Why don't we ask my daughter who deserves better than him?"

"Woah, woah," Poseidon argued, glaring at her. "My son deserves better than your daughter."

"I bet he can't even do long division. Annabeth needs someone smart."

"If I remember correctly, Percy was the one to save Olympus."

"With the help of my daughter!"


"We could call in both of them," Hestia said, trying to stop the fighting. "They're both smart kids that could help us."

"I say we don't ask for their help," Zues grumbled. "We're gods and we can do this without help."

"There's this thing that I heard my children talking about one day," Hephateus mumbled. "It's called 'Secret Santa.'"

"What is it?" Apollo wondered, raising an eyebrow.

"You put everyone's name on a slip of paper and put it into a hat before having each person pick one," Athena explained. "Then for whosever name you picked, you must go buy them a unique, nice gift and you exchange them for the person on Christmas."

"I say we do it," Hera agreed, nodding her head. "That way no one gets left out and we can all bond."

There was a series of groans coming from the room. "Bond?" Ares murmured. "I don't bond."

"So I must get someone something in order to recieve?" Zues grimaced. "I don't like the sound of it."

"I know the perfect gift for myself!" Aphrodite squealed.

"You can not choose yourself, Aphrodite," Artemis declared.

Aphrodite frowned. "Aw, but I know exactly what I want!"

"You all do that and I'll just us a Christmas tree," Hestia said, looking around at all of them. "Then a few of us can decorate the room and tree."

"Do we have to wrap them?" Hades wondered, his eyes narrowing at the thought.

"Of course," Demeter replied. "You would already know what it is if it isn't wrapped."

"Do we have to participate?" Dioynsus inquired, the thought horrifying.

"Yes," Hera answered, nodding. "We're celebrating Christmas this year."

"I don't understand why," Hephatues mumbled. "We're celebrating another god that took all of the attention away from reality."

"It's for fun," Artemis explained.

Hades scoffed. "Fun? Watching dead walk by is more fun than this."

"That was harsh, dude," Apollo frowned. "And creepy sounding."

"Write your name on a slip of paper," Zues commanded.

They all grumbled excuses as they materalized a paper and pencil, ripping a piece off and writing their names down before looking expectantly around at each other. "What now?" Hermes asked.

"We put it into a hat," Athena snapped her fingers and a hat appeared before she stood up and traveled around the room, everyone dropping their things off into the headwear. She started at Zues when everyone was finished and held out the hat. "Now pick one, Father."

He stuck his hand into the hat and pulled one out, reading the name he was given and groaning. "Can I try again?"

"No," Hera answered, picking her own.

The rest of the room followed their actions, either excited or horrified about the person they had chosen. "Go buy a present for the person you picked," Hestia ordered, standing up and brushing off her dress. "I will get the decorations needed."

"I know the perfect thing!" Aphrodite squealed and with a snap of her fingers she was gone.

The rest of them silently repeated the actions, landing at different stores to start their search for the perfect present for the family member they picked.

"What to get Athena? What to get, what to get?" Poseidon mumbled to himself, browsing the bookstore he was at. "She has every book. Probably read them all already," he sighed.

"Can I help you with something, sir?" a salesman asked as he restocked the shelves.

"No thank you," his eyes widened. "I was just leaving." He hurried out the store and snapped his fingers. "I know!" He grinned trumpihantly and disappeared in the night air to arrive in front of a jewerly store. "The perfect present," he muttered, looking up at the shining name before heading into it, one thing on his mind.

"Is there even a perfect present for Aphrodite?" Apollo wondered outloud, searching through the clothes rack. "She already owns all the clothes she wants. She has purses, accesories, etc. I need something out of the ordinary. Something she doesn't have..."

"Why are gods doing this?" Hermes wondered, searching through outdoors stuff. "We can just poof up anything we want. Artemis included." He sighed and scanned his eyes throughout the stuff. "Maybe I could get her some clothes. Or an animal that's not a person. Like a hunting dog. No, no, she has wolves. That wouldn't work. Something perfect. What would be something that she wants? I could get her something that turns her into the little girl she displays." He smiled and teleported himself to a pet store. "She'll probably shoot me for it, but it's a start."

"Hades?" Ares seethed, standing in the middle of a gothic store. "What in Gaea's name am I supposed to get the god of the Underworld?" He looked around. "I could get him something to fight with. Some armor. A weapon." He rubbed his chin. "I'm the gods of war, I shouldn't be doing this stuff. How am I supposed to know what the grumpy old man wants?" He grabbed something off the shelf. "He'll deal with whatever the hell I get him."

"This is going to be fun," Dioynsus scoffed. "Now I have to find something for the damn god of the sun. It's bad enough that the brats have this at Camp, but now Olympus is in on it? Wonderful." He grabbed a huge mirror. "He loves to stare at himself so this should be good enough. I don't care."

"What would Poseidon want?" Demeter mused, looking around the pet store she was in. "I could get him some ceral. They need to eat more ceral, but that's not a good gift for him. Maybe Percy would know!" She snapped her fingers and appeared in front of Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase as they walked towards the ampitheatre for sing-a-longs after dinner at Camp. They had their weapons out in no time, but once they realized who it was, they bowed.

"What brings you here, Lady Demeter?" Percy asked, straightening up and putting Riptide back into his pocket.

"What do you think your father wants for Christmas?" Demeter wondered, looking at him expectantly.

"Uh," he rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm not sure."

"When did gods start celebrating Christmas?" Annabeth inquired, narrowing her eyes.

"This year. Are you sure you have no idea, Percy?"

He shook his head. "Can't think of anything. My mom always told me what to get people for Christmas."

Her eyes widened and lips curled up into a smile. "I have the perfect idea!" She grabbed onto Percy's arm. "I need you to come with me for just a second!"

"Wait where are you going?" Annabeth demanded, looking at her.

"To get Poseidon the perfect gift. He'll be right back." She flashed out with Percy and landed in front of his apartment complex. "It's going to be perfect."

Athena looked around the home furnishing warehouse, thinking about what to get her step mother. Just because she was the goddess of wisdom doesn't mean she knows what people want. Especially for a holiday that they shouldn't be celebrating. "Excuse me, sir," she called to a fellow who was cleaning a nightstand.

He looked up at her and smiled gently. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

She nodded. "Do you have anything that resembles peacocks?"

He looked taken back, but bobbed his head once. "Not very many. Anything of speficity (is that a word?)?"

She shook her head. "Just peacock related would be fine."

"Follow me this way, please," he gestured towards the blanket section and Athena followed willingly, still keeping her eye open for that perfect present.

"Leo, my boy," Hephateus yelled to his son who was working on something in Bunker 9.

The boy jumped and dropped a wrench onto his foot, squeaking in pain. He picked it up and turned around towards his dad, eyes wide with surprise and pain from his injury. "Dad?"

Hephateus nodded and came closer to him, his mind already formulating the perfect present for his father. "I need your help with a project."

If Leo had been holding a wrench then, his foot would've been broken by now. "What?"

"I need your help," he repeated, smiling.

"With what?"

"I need to get Zues the perfect present and I need someone to help me with it."

Leo wiped his hands full of grease on his jeans and laughed. "You have to get Zues a present?"

Hephateus nodded. "The gods are participating in 'Secret Santa' this year."

His son chuckled and layed out on some blank paper. "Well then we better get working."

Artemis searched the weapon warehouse she was at for anything that could prove to be a good present for Ares. "He already has all of the weapons I can think of," she mumbled, scanning the area. "What if I got him a wild boar or something? I bet he would like that and it's not like I have any other ideas. A wild boar. Is that his symbol?" she shook her head. "I'm not sure...No," she breathed out, her eyes widening. "I know what would the best!" She snapped her fingers, took out her bow, and set off into the wilderness in search for her present.

Aphrodite bounced up and down as she set up her present for Demeter. "Oh it's going to be so amazing!" She squealed, putting a bow on the top of it. "I can't wait for her to see it!" She spun around and wrote a nifty little card to go along with it. She pasted it on the present and admired her work with a big smile on her face. "I just hope that Hades won't be mad because of it..."

Zues scowled angrily as he bought the perfect present for Dioynsus. He knew he was going to regret this, but his wife was still mad at him for looking at that mortal for a long amount of time. This would probably get him in the clear at least for a few weeks so he could continue going down to Earth instead of having her watching his every move like she's been doing for the past week. But he just wanted to get this done and over with so he could move on and rant about how he didn't have a holiday.

He poofed back to Olympus with his presents, ready to get this 'Secret Santa' thing over with.

Hades emotionless took a few things from the hardware store he was at. "Just get the man some tools and he'll be fine," he mumbled. "I heard he needed more scrap metal to cut up anyways. Might as well get him something more usuable or whatever. It's not like they could do anything more to me if he doesn't like it." He bought the few things and left back to Olympus, his perfect gift something ordinary.

"What to get Hermes?" Hera asked as she walked around the regular superstore she was at. She had no idea where to start for anything that he could do in a flash. "Maybe if I get multiple little things that would count." She nodded to herself and one of the aisles. "Little things to make u-" she broke into a grin, seeing a pair of shoes. "That's what I'll get him! Since he's always running around and everything. Perfect."

The next two hours were spent with frustration, pieces of wrapping paper, tape, boxes, bows, and everything in between as they wrapped the presents so they would be able to give them over on Christmas morning. Meanwhile, Hestia was merrily setting the Christmas tree up, placing decorations around the room to match a normal mortal's living room. In all honesty, she was having more fun then she thought she would. By time they were all done, the legendary Santa to mortals would be traveling around the world, giving everyone presents.

Tomorrow, I'm updating everything as a present and I'll be quite proud of myself if I get it all done before the end of the day. So that's what I'm doing after the morning. Yep.

Happy holidays, merry Christmas, all that good stuff.

This is going to be a two-shot thing and yeah.

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