Blue Ribbon

Christmas Special Bonus Chapter

A Bonus Christmas Special Chapter - Out of Context

A bunch of random silly scenes, including almost everyone, just for fun xD

"Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip."

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Lilly's POV

"Out of everyone in the house, you're the one preparing the eggnog?" Dad asked, his voice dripping with skepticism as he leaned against the kitchen counter, his eyes narrowing suspiciously at me and the task at hand as I stirred the ingredients over the stove.

I smiled and nodded, "Yes, I make a killer eggnog, trust me," I said, assuringly as I added a teaspoon of cinnamon and resumed stirring. Dad scoffed at the trust me part and I paused in my stirring to face him. My eyebrow raised at how he eyed every move I made, making sure I didn't mess up this very simple task.

He sighed, "Okay, whatever, just don't add any alcohol," He said and Mom chimed in while carefully arranging gingerbread cookies on a festive plate shaped like a reindeer's face, "Yes, I promised everyone that it would be an alcohol-free evening," She added, her lips pressing into a thin line, "Apparently, we are not young anymore," She said, her voice dropping low and disliking that fact very much.

Dad's eyebrow raised as he faced her, "Speak for yourself," He said and Mom rolled her eyes at his unwillingness to ever grow up.

Siding with Mom, I pointed my hand at Dad's hair, fake gasping, "Dad, oh my god, is that a new white hair over there?"

His eyes widened in horror and he pulled his phone out and opened the front camera, he checked where I pointed at, and when he found nothing, he shot me one hell of a glare, "One day I am gonna sue the condom company for that broken one that made you," He grumbled and I smiled, throwing him a flying kiss, "Love you too, pops."

He glared at me still, his eyes drifting to mom, who was fighting her smile at what I said, "I only have three white hairs," He stated, "One caused by your mother," He said, pointing at her and she gasped at the audacity, "One because of my very unpleasant brother," Then he looked at me, "And one because of you, of course."

My lips parted and I gaped at him. I lowered the heat under the eggnog so as not to ruin my recipe and focused my attention on him. Right then, Max walked into the kitchen, he leisurely made his way to the counter and picked one of the gingerbread cookies Mom made, he took a large bite before he pushed himself up the counter, sitting there, enjoying his cookie as he looked at us and tried to understand what we were discussing.

I pointed at Max, "What about him?" I asked, still very offended. Why did he not occupy a place in causing Dad's so-called white hairs?

Max looked ever so confused, "What about me?" He asked as he innocently chewed on his cookie.

Dad stepped closer and wrapped an arm around Max's shoulder, "This one? He's perfect. He's the best among all of you," He said, looking between me and Mom, "He's the only one that I love in this house," Max's lips pulled up into a smile, crumbs still stuck to his cheek, he looked so confused but so very happy at the appreciation he received.

Dad threw Max a wink and ruffled his hair before he pulled away and headed out of the kitchen, urging Mom to follow and help him finish wrapping up the presents.