JATP: Carol of the Phantoms

And the cider would flow

A/N: I was writing this chapter and this song started playing. I thought it was kinda ironic given what I was writing, so I thought it would be funny to put in this chapter, but it has really nothing to do with the chapter. Enjoy!

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Narrator's POV

As the band got together to fix their growing issue, people around them stared in confusion because, well, three of them are dead. To everyone around them, it looks like Julie's talking to air.

Reggie's POV

"Guys, I'm really sorry for how I treated you. Especially you Reg, I shouldn't have used your PTSD against you." I shake my head and hold up my hands.

"Don't be sorry, Alex, you were just upset, and I'm sorry for escalating things, and then leaving and acting like I was above you guys," I respond. Julie and Luke apologize next, and we all hug, like how we did after the Orpheum nine years ago. No, I mean exactly like that. Because we start glowing like we did before. What's going on...

Luke's POV

The guys and I start glowing and I realize that something must be going on. People around us are starting in shock and it only hits me then that we might not be dead anymore.

"How did you do that?" One little boy shouts and we all just look at each other in shock before starting to laugh. 

When we stop laughing, we all look at each other as if to say, should we do one last performance? Julie takes out her old mic, and I poof my old acoustic to me. I guess we still have a little of our ghostly abilities, at least for now. Reggie gets his bass, and Alex just uses his knees to create a beat. Reggie and I start by creating a slow, basic tune for the beginning of the song, attempting to replicate the sound of a piano.

As we sing, people take out their phones to use their flashlights and we decide to take our improv concert on the road. We start moving towards the street, and go down the sidewalk, moving towards the suburbs. People join our crowd of people and all sing along, somehow knowing the words. I guess we don't really know the words either though, so the more the merrier!

Julie's POV

We finish the song in front of my old house somehow. Guess its fate. We all breathe heavily, in an attempt to catch our breath before Alex speaks up.

"I know recently we've been acting...well, badly, but we promise we won't have any more issues like that ever again. We are so sorry that we let ourselves get caught up with work that we made everything enjoyable, and we promise to do everything we can to fix it. However long that takes." 

"We want to apologize too. We didn't mean to cause you all so much stress, we love your music and we forgot to let you guys have a break or even a moment to yourselves." A random person from the crowd says. I hear someone sniffle, and turn to see Reggie crying. He is such a mess. 

Narrator's POV

The crowd slowly disperses, most of them have young children that need to go to bed. Once most of the crowd has left, the band agrees that they will go inside, and all spend another Christmas at the old Molina household. When they get inside, Luke says he wants to go sleep on his couch in the studio, for old times sake. Nobody thinks much of it though, everyone completely unaware of what he really wants to do.