A Very Haunted Christmas

Day One

The title page will be out soon...

Drake was sitting at the sofa of his apartment, staring at the television screen as some ad about Moose Mugs was playing on the station (This happens to me all the time! True story) 

He sighed in frustration. 

"Looks like it's gonna be another boring Christmas..." He muttered. "Grayson's out of town, Armen is visiting his grandparents, Luke is doing something for his boss at... the Shoe Emporium I believe it was? And Mia couldn't possibly make it here in time..."

He picked up the remote and turned the television off, then went over to his tiny kitchen to make some hot  chocolate.

He was just setting the machine to hot beverage when the phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID...

Armen?! He thought in surprise. He picked up the phone. 

Hey Drake. Armen's voice spilled through the phone.

"Hey Armen, what's up?" Drake asked. "I thought you were at your grandparents!"

Yeah, they cancelled last minute. Armen said. Apparently they're getting a new car, and they're too busy. He sighed.

"Oh, okay." Drake said awkwardly. "So, what are you calling for?"

Well, first off, I want you to talk to some people. Armen replied.

His voice sounded a little far off as he called to some people on his end. 

SAY HI GUYS!

HI DRAKE! Three voices called out.

"Is that Grayson Mia and Luke?!" Drake asked in surprise.

Yeah, it is! Armen answered happily.

"But I thought they were away!" Drake exclaimed.

Yeah, well Mia got here a few minutes ago, Grayson cancelled his trip, and Luke... got fired....

"Why?" Drake inquired.

Uh... something about 'being affiliated with the wrong people. I think the boss kinda hates us. Anyways, we were wondering if you wanted to come over for the holidays! Unless, you're busy... Armen trailed off.

"I'm ABSOLUTELY open!" Drake yelled, then winced at his tone.

"Sorry." He muttered.

Dude, I could hear you, and I'm on the other side of the room. Mia's faint voice rang out.

Yeah, I think you murdered Armen man. Luke added.

"Uh... so yeah. I'm open." Drake repeated awkwardly.

Cool! Should I pick you up or.... I mean, didn't you lose your powers when we entered this world?

"Oh, I didn't lose them, but they're incredibly diminished." Drake said. "So... where's your house? I can get there myself."

Oh, not too far. It's on #3 Sacred D.

"Okay I'll be right over!" Drake smiled, and hung up.

He got on his coat, and left the apartment in a rush.

*time skip*

Hunh.... He thought as he drove over. Isn't Sacred D. like the most rich part of...

And then he turned onto the street and gasped.

Armen lives in a freaking MANSION?!

He stared out at the gigantic towering building before him.

His parents must be RICH!

He awkwardly went up to the gate and pressed the button on the speaker.

"Who is it?" A voice rang out.

"Drake?" He replied, in an uncertain voice.

"Yes! Come right in! He's here guys!" The voice exclaimed as if calling over to the group.

The gates swung open and Drake stepped through.

He stood at the door as he heard footsteps approaching it.

Armen swung open the doors.

"Drake! Buddy!" He smiled, opening his arms.

They hugged quickly, and then separated so Drake could see the rest of the gang.

"Hey Drake." Grayson smiled.

"Yo!" Mia added.

"Great you're here!" Luke finished.

"Hey guys!" Drake replied. "Armen, you didn't tell me you lived in a mansion!" He turned back to his friend.

"Well... we like to keep this stuff secret..." Armen scratched his head. "When my parents moved out... I kind of inherited it..."

"That is so cool!" Drake exclaimed.

"It's not that big of a deal." A voice rasped in the background. "Back in the Nether I have a palace that dwarfs this puny thing."

Drake turned around to the voice, and saw...

"Herobrine?!" He yelled, backing up and thumping against the now closed door. He reached around for the closest thing he could find, and held up the shoe horn in defense. "Stay back!"

"Relax puppet, we have a truce going." Herobrine rolled his eyes. "Apparently it's in the 'Christmas spirit' to hang out with friends... so..."

"You're not a friend!" Drake yelled, holding the shoe horn closer.

"Well..... enemies..." Herobrine smiled maliciously. "I promise I'm not up to anything.... Remember, my powers are pretty much gone too. You don't need to worry. And plus, it's your friend there that invited me, so..."

Drake slowly peeped out from behind the shoe horn."You invited him Armen?!" He hissed, glaring at him.

Armen raised his hands innocently. "Hey, so far, he's been okay! Just chill!"

He then chuckled. "Hey Mia!" He said. "Add that to my winter pun list!"

"Already on it!" Mia giggled, pad of paper in hand.

"Now that that's taken care of..." Armen continued. "Who wants pie?"

"Me!" Everyone yelled, except for Drake and Herobrine, and they all dashed off.... Except for Drake and Herobrine.

Drake glared at the villain, who was staring innocently back at him.

"If you... try... anything..." He hissed, pointing at Herobrine.

"Making enemies already?" Herobrine raised an eyebrow, grinning. "That was quick."

Drake growled. "I know you're up to something, Collin."

"Don't call me that." The white eyed man growled. "And I told you, we have a truce. Now I suggest you calm down before you say something you might regret." 

And the evil man flounced off, leaving Drake alone, numb.

"Drake come on!" Grayson called from the kitchen. "It's apple! Your favourite!"

"Coming!" Drake called, starting to make his way over.

This is going to be a long 25 days....

And that was the 1st chapter/day! OCs are still available if you want to enter, and will be for the rest of the holidays! Make sure to enter! I'll be updating every day until Christmas where..... You'll see! But anyways, thanks for reading! I'm sure the Haunted crew will have plenty of adventures to amuse you! Bai! ~Dream