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The snow fell in nice flutters, even with a week to go till Christmas. I watched as Will rested his hands on his hips, glaring up at the ceiling of his cabin. I wandered over there, waiting to see what his cabin had done to fluster him so. Their tell-tale whispers had been a sure sign that something mischievous was in the planning. I even saw a kid sneak off to Hermes cabin, never a good sign.I slipped up by his side, hoping for something to tease Will with. He turned, saw me, brightened a tiny bit, saw someone behind me, and pinkened. I turned to see, I think, one of Apollo kids making kissing gestures with another one holding a leaf above the other one. When I looked at Will, his face was even brighter, and his hands covered his face.Cautiously, I approached the doorway expecting exploding somethings. Will pointed to the ceiling. A ceiling which was covered in hanging green things.“They heard me rant about how mistletoe gets mistaken really easily for holly and decided to make fun of me.”I looked closer and saw plastic frogs attached to toy mistle hanging, along with holly and mistletoe. Then a paper next to the door in bright neon colors caught my eye. A lot of arrows pointed to it.‘To correlate with the wishes of thine magisterium’s proclamation, mistletoe will be henceforth known as Mistlefoe. Concluding a fight instead of a kiss. The plant with red berries, holly, will conclude with a hug instead of a kiss. And our dear friends, the MistleToad, will make it so you have to do something nice for Ares cabin. Clarisse will hand out the chores. Good luck! And may the season be ever in your favor.’I looked over at Will and grinned before dragging him under one of the holly but instead of a hug he would get something else.