The Aphrodite cabin was always the place to be for a Christmas party. Always decorated to the highest of forms, always made be pleasing to the eye.

This was Annabeth’s first time actually coming to an Aphrodite cabin Christmas party. The whole camp was always invited, of course, she had just never bothered to come to one.

She really hadn’t taken into account how much mistletoe would be featured in the cabin. It made sense, Aphrodite cabin and all. Annabeth was just lucky she hadn’t passed under one with anyone yet.

“Oh, excuse me-“ she said, bumping into {{user}}. She glanced up, and sure enough there was mistletoe above the door. Crap.