Fallout {Amuto story}

A strange Christmas Eve.

It's Christmas Eve!

Joy!

Psh, this chapter will be kind of fast because I still have to finish cleaning my room and wrapping presents c:

Chicken is delicious, just in case you never knew.

A/N: I don't own Shugo chara nor Shingeki no kyojin nor chicken.

But I own this story (~*-*)~

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We are, we are,

Your hospital bed.

This was no accident,

It was a therapeutic chain of events.

-Panic at the disco.

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THUD!

A large clattering noise caused Amu to sit bolt upright and nearly fall off her bed.

Shivering slightly she wrapped the thick winter blanket tighter around her small form, turning with wide eyes to see what had made that loud noise.

It wasn't in the room, but banging was sounding from downstairs. Needless to say it was very irritating.

Puffing out her cheeks in displeasure. Amu got out of her bed, wincing as the cold seeped through her stockings.

Dejavu.

{Unfortunately I cant' figure out how to put the marks over the E and A}

She glanced over, noticing Utau was no longer in her bed. An early riser for once. Usually Amu had to come over and beat her with her pillow several times in order for Utau to finally, unhappily wake up.

Amu rolled her eyes, closing and locking the door before changing from her white cotton nightgown into a soft red dress made of calico.

Tying the top part of her hair back with a hair band. Amu proceeded to slip on her thickest pair of stockings then check herself in the mirror before clamoring down the narrow oak stairs to investigate.

There was the funniest sight of all.

Both Utau and Yaya were struggling to keep their balance as they held packages in their arms stacked high. Late gifts assuming.

Kairi and Kukai were struggling to shove a large fir tree into the house when there was obviously no way it could.

Pine needles scattered around the entire entryway and scattered around the feet of a very annoyed looking Ikuto as he observed the red faces of his fellow comrades and their struggle with the tree.

"Utau, we need to cut some of that off-" Ikuto was interrupted by Utau's screech. "Quiet! We aren't cutting any off my precious perfect tree! I absolutely refuse!" Her stubbornness caused his eyebrow to twitch.

"It isn't going to fit..." Ikuto rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Either you let me cut some of it off or don't bother at all." Utau probably would have slapped him if she didn't have a massive stack of boxes in her hands.

"But Onii-channnnnn," She whined. "I finally found the perfect one!" A dark aura surrounded her making everyone flinch, everyone except the one it was intended for.

Instead he looked extremely bored.

The blonde burst into flames. "Amu hold these!" She exclaimed tossing the boxes at the confused pinkette who stood there watching the whole scene.