Chapter 36: Christmas and a little extra

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-Shelby pov-
Last Christmas I woke up to Beth crying. It was odd to have a baby wake me up honestly. So it is even odder when I wake up to snores. I sit up slowly and see Judy is out cold snuggled with Maribel.

Something is not right about this at all.

(Lyrics from genius)
[QUINN]
Alright, you chipmunks
Ready to sing your song?

[BRITTANY]
I'll say we are

[SANTANA]
Yeah, let's sing it now

[QUINN, (RACHEL), {SANTANA}, BRITTANY]
Okay, Rachel? (Okay)
Okay, Santana? {Okay}
Okay, Brittany? Brittany? Brittany? (Okay)

[BRITTANY, RACHEL, & SANTANA, (BRITTANY)]
Christmas, Christmas time is near
Time for toys and time for cheers
We've been good but we can't last
Hurry, Christmas, hurry fast

Want a plane that loops the loop
(Me, I want a hula hoop)
We can hardly stand the wait
Please, Christmas, don't be late

[QUINN, (RACHEL), {SANTANA}, BRITTANY]
Okay, fellas, get ready

That was very good, Rachel (Naturally)
Very good, Santana {Hahahahaha}
Uh, Brittany, you were a little flat, watch it
Brittany? Brittany? Brittany? (Okay)

[BRITTANY, RACHEL, & SANTANA, (BRITTANY)]
Want a plane that loops the loop
(I still want a hula hoop)
We can hardly stand the wait
Please, Christmas, don't be late

We can hardly stand the wait
Please, Christmas, don't be late

[KURT & SANTANA]
Hahahaha

[RACHEL, (BRITTANY), {SANTANA}]
Alright, guys (Woo) {Woo}
Tickle me

"What the hell?" Judy sits up and I hold back my chuckle at the untamed hair that sticks out all over "I was having a nice dream!"

"It is Christmas time!" The girls burst in and we both jump causing Maribel to fall out of the bed "Hey she does have the same butt as Santana!"

"Kill me now" Maribel stands up with a glare "You have a few minutes to go downstairs and get ready! I expect hot chocolate!"

They gives salutes and run out of the room "I need more sleep" Judy yawns and gets up "Why are they so full of energy?"

"Because it is Christmas time" I stand up and go for my pajama shirt "And in a few seconds there should be a yell"

"EWWW! I HAVE MOM JUICE ON ME!" I smirk as I hear Santana running "SOMEONE GIVE ME AN AX!"

"She is joking right?" We all stay silent and still until we hear the garage door open "WAIT SANTANA NO!"

-Time skip-
Things settled down after Santana got cleaned and not trying to chop her arm off. We opened gifts and little Rachel even came out to play. It has been a great Christmas together honestly. Now the whole family is here and some of the club who wanted to have togetherness.

"I am testing out my guitar" Fran looks at Blaine "You got vocals?"

-Blaine singing-

You told me I was lucky,
To have my chance with you.
Now last year's summer romance,
Is this year's winter blues.
I treated you so nicely,
To jewelry, and champagne,
But you left me empty handed,
Yeah, you left me feeling
Play-ay-ayed

Now I hope you're happy with yourself,
'Cause I'm not laughing
Don't you think it's kind of crappy
What you did this holiday?
When I gave you my heart,
You ripped it apart
Like wrapping paper trash
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along
And it goes,
"Merry Christmas, kiss my ass!"

They say I'm losing my mind,
I thought that for a while,
I tear down decorations
They remind me of your smile.
I hate that mistletoe,
It makes me think of our first kiss,
You bit my lip, you pulled me close,
And then you taught me how to quit.

Now I hope you're happy with yourself,
'Cause I'm not laughing
Don't you think it's kind of crappy
What you did this holiday?
When I gave you my heart,
You ripped it apart
Like wrapping paper trash.
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along,
And it goes,
"Merry Christmas, kiss my ass"

So sick of calling,
You won't telephone me,
No, fuck you girl, I'm going out.
I gave you my all,
But our love hit a wall, now,
I'm jingle belling,
And everyone's yelling,
We'll drink 'til the bars shut us down.

Ain't that just what Christmas is all about?

And I hope, hope you're happy with yourself,
'Cause I'm not laughing, (not laughing)
Don't you think it's so damn trashy
What you did this holiday?
(So trashy)
I gave you my heart, (heart)
You ripped it apart
Like the wrapping paper trash (wrapping paper trash)
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along,
Here it goes,
"Merry Christmas, (bitch), kiss my ass."

"Shut up!" We all look at Kurt confused and then in horror at the television "Oh god"

"The reports say there was a faulty wire at the school that caused the fire" The do a big shot of the burned and destroyed school "The principal has said the school will not be able to reopen by the beginning of next semester and will not be open for the foreseeable future"

"McKinley burned down" We all stare at the screen "What is going to happen now?"

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