HT One-shot Compilation #2

A Monstrous Christmas

[The monsters celebrate Christmas with their grand tree, while the bat cronies have a handmade-wooden tree. The bat cronies feel their tree isn't good enough so they try stealing the monsters' tree... and their gifts!]

The monsters stood outside as they placed gifts and presents under their Christmas tree.

"Isn't it beautiful?" asked Mavis.

"It sure is," said Johnny. "Drac did great with the holidays this year."

Quasimodo finished making snowman cookies.

"There! They'll probably like that some of them werewolf ears," chuckled Quasimodo, putting his Christmas sweater on. "I'll put your sweater on for you Esmeralda."

Quasimodo put Esmeralda's sweater on then walked out the door.

"Merry Christmas Gilly!" chuckled Quasimodo towards a gilman. Gilly scoffed and looked away. "Huh? He's not mean towards other people. OH! Merry Christmas Frank and Eunice!"

"Quasi's being nice to us for once," whispered Frank.

"He never tricks us during the holidays," muttered Eunice.

Quasimodo sighed as the flesh golems walked away. He tried greeting other people but they ignored him instead.

"Man, why's everyone ignoring me? I know I trick the dumb monsters a lot but it's not like I hate them deep inside," grumbled Quasimodo. He saw the other flesh golems named Liz and Frankenginger sitting on a bench. "Hey Liz! Hey Ginger! Who would ya consider in the nice list?"

Liz put her hand on her chin.

"Hmm... Let's see... Wanda, Wayne, Dracula, Johnny, most of the werewolf kids, the flesh golems. Ah, I don't think you and Esmeralda would be on the nice list," smirked Liz. Quasimodo and Esmeralda seemed shocked from Liz's answer. "Why are you shocked?"

"It's the fact you put the werewolf kids in the nice list instead of Esmeralda and I."

"Nah, they're gettin' older. They aren't as rowdy as before."

"Well, I'm not rowdy either."

"Don't you cause most problems here minus the bat cronies Quasi?" exclaimed Ginger. "And you are a jerk to us too."

"A jerk? How?" growled Quasimodo.

"YOU CALL US DUMB AND TRICK US!" yelled Ginger and Liz in unison.

"You guys are because most of you are still stuck in the 18th and 19th centuries!"

"Huh, he isn't wrong about some monsters on that," said Liz.

"Bien! You two flesh can have your opinions about me," grumbled Quasimodo, walking away with his cookies.

"Man, that hunchback needs a massage on the back," muttered Ginger.

"Yeah," said Liz.

Meanwhile...

The bat cronies caroled as Lenny and Basher pushed a handmade-wooden tree towards the middle of the cave.

"Do ya like it boss?" asked Basher.

"It's larger and better than last year's I can say!" chuckled Bela.

Lenny chuckled and put lights and candles around the tree, but it suddenly caught fire.

"AH!" screamed Batty, getting a bucket of water and throwing it on the fire. The tree burned to ashes and spilled all over the rock. "Phew."

The bat cronies froze everything and looked at the ash. Bela's eyes began twitching in anger.