It was rare this time of year that he was able to sit down and put his feet up on the tasseled hassock in his study. Which was why, as he settled into the cushy plumpness of his red velvet chair, Santa began mentally reviewing his to-do list for today. Did he really have time to enjoy his peppermint hot cocoa, or had he forgotten something that would require his attention?

( The List )

Pothos had just arrived at Aphrodite’s temple. His foster mother had sent out an open invitation to all the erotes. She had said that they all deserved a little party after all the hard work they had done on Valentine’s Day. She did it every year and he always thought she wasn’t serious about the hard work part. For him at least, Valentine’s Day was the easiest day of the year. ( The mortals handled their own passion )