A Very Haunted Christmas

Day Four

"So...." Luna said, writing down on a notepad. "What seems to be the problem?"

She was sitting next to a bench outside, with Herobrine laying down on it, staring up at the sky.

"I don't know..." He whimpered, a half sad, half confused look on his face. "It's just... Killing people makes me feel so... ALIVE!"

"Unh hunh." Luna nodded, writing down on her clipboard. "And what helps you sustain this urge?"

"Well..." Herobrine sniffles. "I've always liked My Little Pony, and Hello Kitty, and rainbow sparkle cupcakes.... And sometimes I just like to look up at the sky... And know that Carl... The angelic magical sasquatch from the heavens above is watching me from afar..."

"Unh hunh...." Luna replied awkwardly. "Well... I'm sure Carl is watching over us all... Now... Excuse me for a second..." And she dashed off to Drake.

..............

"And yeah, that pretty much concludes what happened outside." Luna shrugged, sitting on the sofa with the others.

"It did not." Herobrine sniffed, glaring at the wall, face red. "I would have never said ANYTHING about ANYTHING you just said!"

"Good." Grayson said, a mischievous grin on his face. "Because Carl the magical sasquatch sounds pretty stupid if you ask me."

"HEY! HE IS NOT- I mean.. Yeah." Herobrine coughed. "Stupid... That's exactly what he is......" And he blushed.

"Okay, we should stop before Herobrine blows a fuse. Because heaven knows how many he has left!" Armen joked.

Herobrine gave him a glare before continuing to have a staring contest with the paintings.

"So.. Does anyone else have any stories to tell?" Drake asked, looking eager to switch the topic off of Herobrine's ridicule.

"Ooh! I have one!" Mia exclaimed. "So I was two years old when my nanny first told me about how each year Santa came to select one elf from our numbers to come back with him to the North Pole and... She lied to me." Mia finished with a pout.

"Um... Yeah...." Grayson muttered. "Parents lie a LOT Mia."

"But since she was my nanny and not an official parent I thought it would be different." Mia said, a sad look on her face.

"Okay... Moving on...." Armen said. "What should we do on the days leading up? We know we're gonna get a tree, and buy each other gifts, but... I'm kinda stumped."

He then snorted. "Get it? Tree? Stumped?" He cracked up. "Mia! Add it to the Pun List!"

"On it!" Mia chortled, writing it down.

"Well...." Grayson thought. "We have plenty of fans reading right now! Maybe they could tell us in the comments  what to do-"

Luke covered his mouth quickly. "Grayson." He hissed. "They're not supposed to know about that..."

"Oh, um... right!" Grayson stuttered. "But... I meant fans as in.... electric fans! That...spin! By comments I meant.... out...lets...." He slapped a hand on his forehead. "I'm the worst, aren't I?" He muttered.

"Nah, Drake is." Mia said. "You come a close second."

"Hey!" Drake exclaimed.

"Well it's true!" Mia said, sticking her tongue out.

"Guys! Guys!" Armen yelled. "Calm down! We are not getting anywhere!"

"Really?" Herobrine snickered, popcorn in hand. "I personally thought it was just getting good!"

"Shut up." Drake muttered. "And where'd you get the popcorn?"

"Seriously Drake, I'm a sorcerer. I can get anything I want, any time. Plus, this place costs what, like, 1.2 million dollars?! How could you think there's not gonna be a popcorn machine?!"

Drake sighed, and glanced over at Luna.

"See, this is the frustrating part!" He hissed. "It's like nothing's going on!"

"Well...." Luna shrugged. "Maybe he'll elaborate over time!"

"Hey guys....." Armen's eyes widened as he glanced at his laptop. "I was just checking the comments section of this thing called Wattpad... which is totally not the same comment section as the one in the story we are currently in that is not supposed to exist in our world and I'm totally breaking the 4th wall right now aren't I... That.... two more people are coming over at some point..."

"Um...." The group muttered.

Suddenly there was a buzzing on the intercom.

"Uh, sir, there are two males attempting to fly over the fence with a baby dragon... One is an elf boy with black hair and blue highlights, the other one with ebony hair... what do you want us to do?"

"Uh... let them in!" Armen attempted at a casual voice.

Drake and Armen raced over to the door, to greet the new visitors.

"Hi I'm Drew and this is Brisk!" The ebony haired man smiled. "We got a call from the author of this book that we could join you guys for the holidays!"

Drake and Armen stared at them dumbfound, as they walked through the threshold. 

"This is a nice house." Brisk smiled. "It was so nice of Dream to invite us here!"

"Okay first off.... no 4th wall... I mean, do not speak of that!" Armen stuttered. "Second off... I must please have a word with this... Dream!" His smile twitched, and he glanced towards the sky...

Uh... I should probably go! Bye! Let me know if you have suggestions, as Grayson said earlier in.... Whoops! Anyways bye!

DREAM!!!!!!!!!!!