The Masked Legend (PJO Fanfic)

Christmas

Two Days Later........

Poseidon swam back to his palace after a long inspection of Atlantis.

It was the most boring thing he had to do.

But his younger and most dearest brother Zeus told him it was necessary because of the recent enemy activities.

Poseidon simply just call it paranoid.

Today was Christmas.

Poseidon don't know why they celebrate Christmas but he just went along with it.

Plus, it gives him a day to spend time with his wife.

He was heading to the garden when Amphitrite usually was at.

But a person dragged him away toward a different direction.

" Who- son?" He asked. Triton simply bowed and looked at Poseidon apologetically.

" Sorry to bother you father. I have something to tell you." Triton said. Poseidon simply huffed and sighed.

" What is it? It better not be that old dude in the sky. I was just going to meet your mother now and give her a gift for Christmas." He
grumbled.

Triton smiled.

" That's what I came for........" Triton spoke before telling him about his "perfect" plan.

" But.......that breaks the tradition........" Poseidon answered hesitantly.

  " Well father, in the end you'll still going to give mother that gift. It just be in a special way." Triton reply back winking before swimming away.

Meanwhile............

" Ahhh! The Christmas tree is falling! Run!" Phoebe yelled as the tree collapse to the ground.

Ornaments rolled everywhere on the dirt ground. Sal facepalmed.

" Oh my gods, this is only the beginning and already it is a disaster." Sal muttered.

He looked at the food section. His eye widen.

" WHO IN THE WORLD LET THE HERMÈS KIDS TOOK OVER THE FOOD SECTION!" He yelled out as he saw little to no food left on the plates.

The Hermès kids all stood there looking innocently at him.

Crumbs near their mouth.

" Jeez I wonder who it could be." Sal muttered before sighing.

He went to a fountain where you could always Iris Message someone.

Throwing a drachma in, He wished to see Hestia.

A must popped up and a sweet little eight year old girl turned around and smiled warmly at him.

" Hello Salomao, What have you call me for?" She asked.

The hunter just pouted.

  " Can't I just talk to my favorite goddess, Aunt Hestia?" He questioned back.

The goddess laughed.

" You're always busy around these times of the year. Trying to make others happy." Hestia answered.

Sal sighed.

" I don't know who told the Hermès kids to take care of the food section. But the food is almost all gone. Aunt Hestia, would you help me cook and bake some food." Sal asked.

The goddess of Hearth just nodded agreeing to help.

Sal fist bumped the air. One lest thing to worry about.