It was the night before Christmas, and the cold was getting colder as the twinkling lights of homes were covered in shitty Christmas lights.
A group of friends, seven in fact, were sitting in a garage with cans of beer in hand and blunts between their lips. The speakers were bursting from the heavy bass of hip hop and rap to the shrieking of the annoying po-po sirens coming from the hood.
J Dog, Charlie Scene, Deuce, Johnny 3 Tears, (y/n), and Da Kurlzz- Hey! You forgot 'bout da homie Funny Man! - Sorry, and Funny Man, were gathered around the small Christmas tree with only 6 ornaments there. The gang were babbling and mumbling about the Christmas flaws and blew big clouds of smoke out. Johnny 3 Tears chugged his third beer down and threw the empty can by the trash, Kurlzz jumped at the loudness, startling (y/n) and Funny who were next to him.
"This fucking blows! We need some Christmas spirit up in this bitch!" Everyone in the room perked up with curiosity and grinned at Johnny's devilish plan.
Charlie jumped to his feet, running to the corner with a box there, filled with Christmas hats and a dirty white bread. Tossing everyone a hat and giving Funny the bread, J Dog, (y/n), and Deuce had their arms around each other to support them as they stumble across the room to the door. Johnny packed 40s in brown paper bags and his brass knuckles in his pocket. Funny and Kurlzz jumped high and low, crawled on their knees to find an old boom box and speakers to blast their new shit to the world.
As the six crazy MCs and their female friend tagged along, the seven set out an adventure to make this Christmas memorable. They set out like cracked out reminders with lots of joy, first they went to a home, standing at the doorsteps with innocence. An old couple, a bald old man with a sagging forehead and a small chubby woman wearing an ugly sweater. The gang stood tall and cleared theirs throats, Charlie snatched the speaker from Funny and playing a.. heh heh.. a "beautiful" song, fit for the festive season.
Everyone took deep breaths in and watching the old couple's reaction, Funny started his line followed by (y/n) singing with Deuce. The lady fainted at the foul language in the verses spit by Charlie and J Dog, the old man stunned and frantically trying to close the door. Deuce and Johnny fumed with steam coming out their ears, (y/n) suggested a new idea to have their music heard.
"How 'bout we roll down the street in the Cadillac blasting the song?" J Dog, Charlie and Funny agreed to the glorious plan, Kurlzz held up his key like The Golden 40, everyone cheered and yelled. Running back to Kurlzz's mom house where his car is at, revving the engine and zooming down the street.
Deuce took out the CD and place it in the car's system and turned the volume all the way up. Charlie and (y/n) stuck their heads out the window like drunken dogs and yelling out the lyrics of their latest album, Christmas In Hollywood.
"Its the way of life!"
"-if you guide my sleigh, I'll let you fuck my wife."
J Dog threw his empty 40 bottle at the stop sign and Funny was rolling another blunt, when he finished, Charlie snatched it out of his hand and blazed it up. (Y/n) snatched the blunt from Charlie and blew the smoke in Da Kurlzz's face who was driving.
Suddenly the black stallion stopped, the gangs eyes grew wide, they saw Santa's sleigh shot up with candy canes by the sidewalk. Santa came around wearing his hawaiian shirt and his Ray Bans with his gold chain hanging and his pants so low, it had his balls in a choke hold.
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Hollywood Undead |One Shots|
Fanfiction(Reader insert) (Slow updates) Just some one shots, I hope you like it. The artwork used in the story are not mine. I don't know who made it, but the credit goes to them. :) Cover pic: Unknown. (I found it on Pinterest, I don't who drew it but ple...
