My Christmas miracle: Scrooge (2022) x Fem

The present

3rd POV

Present snaps his finger as a bright light, lights toward Y/n and Scrooge who squint their eyes from the sudden light. 

"Can you feel it, Scrooge?" Present asked.

"Are you ready to live in your life, now, in the present, unencumbered by the weight of the past?" 

The little fairy plays the drums as everyone is eager to know Scrooge's answer. Y/n looks at Scrooge as she waits as well.

"I'm ready," Scrooge put a fake smile on his face, pleasing Present. 

Scrooge pushes the chair with Y/n on it and sits back beside Y/n. "I'm ready to go home. Thank you very much."

Y/n sighs while shaking her head in disappointment. "Oh, really?" Present asked.

He teleports beside the couple with his elbow leaning on the chair, "But the fireworks. We did a whole song and everything."

"Well, I'm not giving up on you yet, Ebenezer Scrooge, and so is Y/n," 

The chair slides towards a portal and stops right in front of the portal. Y/n gets out of the chair and stands beside Y/n, waiting for Scrooge.

"Come on. Let's hit the town," Present said.

"Hit the town? I'll hit something else in a minute," Scrooge stands up, and walks into the portal as well as grabbing Y/n's wrist gently and making her follow him.

"Dragged from pillar to post in the middle of the night. Huh," Scrooge said.

Prudence follows them along with Present, once they entered the portal it disappeared. The four entered into a house with Christmas decorations, people chatting, and cozy.

Scrooge finds a picture frame of himself, his sister, and Y/n together when they were little. 

"My friends, please. I-I would like to propose a toast!"

The voice who said those words was Harry who clink his spoon against his cup, he did it a couple of times until the cup cracked and broke into pieces. A beautiful woman beside him handed him her cup, "Oh, thank you."

"He really is a buffoon, that boy," Scrooge whispered to Y/n, "There's no need to whisper," Present whispered.

"No one can hear or see you."

"I was whispering to Y/n, not to you, fat man," Scrooge glared at him, "Oh! Ouch," Present clutched his chest in a dramatic way.

Present teleports on Y/n's shoulder in his tiny form, "Lucky them."

"Please raise your glass and drink to good health and long life of my celebrated uncle and aunt, Ebenezer and Y/n Scrooge,"

 The crowd groaned, "I'm ok with Y/n she's such a nice lad, but Ebenezer?"

"I know. I know," Harry said.

"But I like old Scrooge, especially Y/n. No, no, no, no. Come now. I do. I do."

"Why?"

Harry picks up the picture frame that Scrooge was staring at, "I never met my mother, but my father spoke of her often."

"Of her kindness. Her generosity,"

"It's hard to believe that the woman he described was that old stick-in-the-mud's little sister and the sister-in-law of an angel who fell from the heavens," Harry said.

"But his sister she was...And, by all accounts, she, my uncle, and my aunt were inseparable," 

"They loved him without reservation, and he, hers."