by viria: Nico glanced inside my room. His eyebrows furrowed. “Is that… Is that blue birthday cake?” He sounded hungry, maybe a little wistful. I wondered if the poor kid had ever had a birthday party, or if he’d ever even been invited to one.
"Calm down Pinecone Face, you are a really pretty Christmas tree" "Watch it there Jackson, I don't like this" "Yeah, a really hot Christmas tree" "That's it! I'll kill you Leo!" *Leo runs while being chased by Thalia*