Within the cemetery Scrooge died. No literally his grave was right there in front of his British orbs. It was severely coated in dust because no one liked him and wouldn't go near his grave not even the undertaker. No one knew how he had gotten in the grave. Rebuild Kaworu hovered menacingly above scrooges head. 'It can't be ghost of Christmas future. Is this my future.' Kaworu just smiled creepily.
Scrooge began to panic, he did not want to die a dusty death, 'please mr kaworu is this because I did not pay for the calpol. I promise I shall do just that, I will buy the calpol, I will buy the whole market. Please.' Kaworu slowly descended on top of scrooges neck, cracking it back into place, relieving years of neck pain. 'Wow is this my redemption.' Scrooge said in awe like the shining shillings he used to wipe his eyes. Suddenly the ground began to open. Suddenly a grating horrific bloodcurdling god awful terrifying voice emerged from the depths of the cemetery. It was Shinji. 'We will now find out how you got into that grave. Shinji cried despite no longer having eyes.
Kaworu grabbed Scrooge by his Gucci nightcap and chucked him into the grave that was more then 6 feet deep because otherwise his miserly essence would escape. Scrooge screamed miserably as he fell 50 literal feet into the wooden coffin.
He awoke, tangled within the 4 poster bed. He gazed around his capitalist room, not a kaworu in sight. He unraveled himself from his luxurious bed and approached the window slapping it open. He gazed down upon one of the poverty stricken children of London, none other then the realest and poorest one, taking Shinjis place, Yoichi. Suddenly joy filled his prehistory bones. It was painful. 'Young orphan of poverty, what day might it be?"
In an impossibly high pitched voice the child responded 'It is none other then Christmas you old hag, do have dementia?' Scrooge chucked at this childhood joke 'not at all my boy' he then mumbled to himself, the first sign of madness, 'there is still time.' He threw dimes upon Yoichi and yelled 'Go my boy, get all the finest calpol. I have achieved redemption and am now nice.'
Yoichi gathered the dimes and struggled within the snowy depths of London on the way to the apothecary. Once upon the apothecary, he approached the dealer, noble ferid. This was not the true dealer as he contained many shillings, and was suddenly slapped by the real owner, Gojo and his artillery of children. 'Get out of here you curse.' He said to Ferid, who then left the establishment and immediately drowned in the snow.
'Some of your finest calpol please!' Yoichi said, bursting everyone's ear drums. Gojo provided supply to the demand in the now thriving economy. Yoichi skipped off back to scrooges house, why he did not steal the dimes we will never know. 'No no it is not for my needs, it is for the others you egg, go to the calientes.' Bellowed Scrooge from the window. Yoichi immediately knew who they were because they were such peasantry that even the peasants knew from afar.
Bob opened the drafty door with 60000 holes, however he did not even need to open it as it collapsed from its hinges the moment Yoichi knocked in a Christmasly fashion. 'For you fellow poverty sufferers, the finest calpol, sponsored by the great almighty Scrooge. He is a good man now, thanks to the Kaworus.'
Bob was overjoyed and immediately rushed over to Shinjis dying form as he was sat at the dinner table and placed it within his withered mouth. Suddenly life returned to him and he glowed like the second impact, rejuvenated. "I am alive once more let me go and find Scrooge so that i can thank him for doing the bare minimum." Asuka cried because he should have stayed dead. Rei said nothing because it's Rei.
Suddenly they were all teleported to Reki's party. The spaghetti skateboards still in the distance. 'Wow it's time for the big ending unmisserly musical number dance, to show that Scrooge has changed so much that his bones are no longer anchient." Said Langa who suddenly appeared.
All the characters stood around Scrooge in a spherical contortions clapping.
'Congratulations' said Kaworu x3, Shinji, Asuka, Rei, Reki, Langa, Langa's dad, Misato, Ritsuko, Jack the Ripper, Kaji, Joe, Cherry, Aunt Illumi, Bob Caliente, Dio, JFK, Tengen, His wives, Yoichi, Ferid, Gojo, His artillery, Itadori, Erwin, Boris Johnson, Mike Wazowski, The piano, Erwin's eyebrows, Atsushi, Mori, Dazai, Eren jaeger, Akutagawa, the skateboard and anyone else we forgot, all whilst clapping.
Then they all began dancing to mr worldwide and careless whisper and celebrated.
Then after the party, Scrooge walked home and upon his unmiserly shoulders sat Shinji. Just before he got in the door, his legs broke.
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A Christmas Kaworu
HumorA retelling of the classic story of a Christmas Carol made for modern audiences