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Christmas - 12 - Day

I have a personal vendetta against "The Christmas Song" (the one that has chestnuts roasting on an open fire and all that). Particularly the line about "kids from one to ninety-two"; if I wanna be a kid when I'm ninety-three and celebrate Christmas, I should darn well be able to!

I actually like that song tho-

Oh look it's Christmas (I'm uploading it on Christmas Eve in my timezone but whatever-)! Merry Christmas, people! And have a happy new year!

Also it turns out my hiatus won't begin until after Christmas :3

I dunno exactly when, but likely before the new year.

Comments are welcome and appreciated!

Please enjoy!

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I had gone to bed last night with the intention of getting the sleep I needed before my sons woke me up in the morning. Well, I had gotten my desired sleep, but I could never escape the morning.

"Dad!" Error yelled. "Wake up! It's Christmas!"

"I'm up.." I responded, beginning my journey over to..the door, probably; it was too early to tell.

Despite the fact that I woke up before my boys almost every other day of the year, they always managed to wake up on Christmas before me, but that was fine. My sons took my hands and guided me out of my bedroom, bringing me to our destination, which was the living room. The tree looked so nice with all those presents underneath it, and my boys were excited to tear them open. I sat down on the couch, and I gestured for them to go ahead with their present opening while I sat back and watched, trying to wake myself up a bit. Killer and Dust went for their stockings first, while Horror, Cross, and Error decided to see what was under the tree; there was quite a pile this year! Error was the first to announce a gift he had received.

"Train!" He giggled, pulling out a toy train - ah, the classic. 

"Dad, look!" Cross jumped at a large gift. "It's an encyclopedia set!"

"I'm sure you'll get days worth of studying out of that." I smiled, knowing that my second youngest son's thirst for knowledge was equal to the one I had had as a child..I still had it, but I had little ones to think about, too, now.

"Maybe even weeks!"

"Ooh, this looks great!" Horror looked at the food that Sansta had brought him, and he grinned; I had no idea what language that was, but the food was hopefully good (I was fairly sure it would be, since Sansta hadn't brought something that Horror had disliked yet).

"This is so cool!" Killer exclaimed, holding up a book. "It's the newest blaster trick book on the market!"

"I'm sure Blade will love that." I commented.

"Wood." Dust smiled, happy that he had received something to make into another beautiful work of art; his smile grew when he found a new woodworking kit in the midst of some more blocks of wood.

"Dad, Sansta brought you something!" Error brought a gift over to me, placing it in my lap. "Open it, open it!"

"All right." I nodded, opening the gift.

Inside the box, I found a new book series; that would keep me busy for a bit. I started the first one as my boys continued to open their gifts, and by the time I had reached the second chapter, my boys were engaged in play. They had certainly received many toys, and they loved to play with toys; they would likely spend the next week without boredom, and that was amazing. After a few games together, they split apart to do their own things, deciding on their absolute favorite gifts of the bunch and wanting to spend some time with them. The pile of wrapping paper was discarded in the proper manner, and my boys proceeded to have the time of their lives; they had always enjoyed Christmas, and this year was no different than any other. It was nice that my boys were able to get some joy from Christmas, despite the fact that their lives weren't the best..I wanted to give them everything I could, but it never seemed to be enough..I shouldn't have been thinking about work on Christmas; this was one of the only "days off" I could get. Our Christmas was a good one, and I believed that we would have even more fun tomorrow.