She dreamt of paradise.

Chapter 3 - Grumpy the monster is my friend

Chapter 3 - Grumpy the monster is my friend

When I woke up in the Christmas morning, I was a bit sad because of last night, but I wasn't going to let that ruin Christmas. I rushed off, to go to the living room. I was already getting better than last night. I checked underneath the Christmas tree. I saw presents, but what caught my eye, was the biggest box. I lifted it, and shook it. I checked out the Christmas card attached to it. It read, 'To: Gwen. From: loving sister". So she isn't that bad after all. Or maybe she gave it to me because of guilt. I gave her a perfume, and she opened it as soon as she saw it last night and she didn't have something for me. But whatever, it's all about the spirit of Christmas. Yet here it is, she actually got me something. This is so exciting, this was the box that caught my eye. This was the first time, she got me a present that is making me too hyper and all excited.

I was about to rip it open when mom walked out from the kitchen.

"Gwendolyn Drew! It's never our tradition to open it first! Save that after breakfast." I hate it when she calls me that. "Come on now, I made some pancakes and waffles. Hurry before your sister devours the entire table."

"Oh NO!" I ran past her, to make sure there's still enough food left for me. But I wouldn't worry, mom always cook too many when there's this occasion ,especially Christmas. On the dining table sat Tanya looking stuffed with all the heavenly foods in her. I looked at the table, and saw that there was nothing left on the plate.

"TANYAAA! Couldnt you just have left me a crumb or something! I'm starved!"

"Sorry I couldn't resist!" That didn't even sound like an apology.

"SORRY? That's all you're going to say!" I raised my voice. Even though she got me a gift, that does not lessen my anger at her. I'm ready to pounce on her, because nothing really makes me mad than someone eating all the food. She was really getting on my nerves.

"What, you want me to puke what I ate, so you could taste it." She said. I gave her my deadliest stare, but apparently it wasn't near scary, because she just laughed at my face.

She stood up and grabbed her plate, and handed it to me. "Wouldn't you just relax, and mind checking the kitchen island for me." She said. "Oh! and would you mind washing this plate for me."

I was full of her! I was about to attack her, when mom appeared behind her.

"What's this commotion all about. It's still early and your voices are heard all over the neighborhood." Mom said, switching from a cool mom that I saw this earlier in the morning, to 'strictly authorized mom'.

"Nothing mom, I just told this fatty that there's still some food left on the island. But she cut me off and never listened. Now she's demanding me to make her some." Tanya said. Oh the cleverness of her! Now she looks like the victim.

"What? You actually believe this?" I said. I raised my hands in exasperation.

My mom just sighed. Maybe she'd got use to all the dramas of Tanya. The 'evil mom look' on her face disappeared.

"Now Gwen, I haven't forgotten what you did last night, this justs add to the list of your bad deeds that you've done. And the consequence is-" She thought about it. "Ok, since it's Christmas I'll be generous, just wash the dishes after you take your breakfast."

"Thanks mom." For a moment there, I thought she was gonna ground me and ban me from going out of the house for a week or so, due to the look her face gave me a while ago.

Tanya snickered, oh how I hate her.

We ate in silence, except for the Christmas tunes my mom played. I quickly ate the waffles and pancakes, oh my! mc shizzle, it tasted like sweet food of the gods!