Chapter 9

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~Jerome POV~

"Babe! Wake up!"

I slowly open my eyes. The colors and lights of our bedroom flood in. As I get up, a spark of dizziness hits me and I fall back into bed.

"You okay Jerome?" Mitch asks rushing to my side. I nod and he helps me sit up.

"Hold on. Just let me wake up. I says sitting on the bed. Suddenly I hear commotion in the hallway. I immediately get up. When something funny happens, I wanna be there. I open the door to see a naked brotato chasing Logdotzip down the hallway. His hands are full of clothes. I close the the door right away.

"Mitch, I think I'm mentally scar for life." I say. He opens the door too and laughs.

"TYLER! PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" Mitch screams. We both laugh. Then Mitch shuts the door. I put my suit on and step out of the room for breakfast.

"Meet you up stairs Mitch." I say before shutting the door. I climb up the ladders and close the trap door when I get up. Then I rush to the kitchen to see no food being made. I check the breakfast makers lost and what do ya know! Its Mitch and I's turn. I get out some pancake mix and bacon. I start to make the batter when Mitch comes up.

"Oh. I didn't know it was our day!" he says.

"Me neither! Now, make yourself useful biggumms! Start making the bacon!" I playfully shout. He does what he is told and by the time everyone is up, we have breakfast made. We put the plates on the tale and start I eat. Everyone gets full with nothin to spare. We did a good job this morning.

"Ian, you feeling better?" Lancey asks shyly. He nods.

"I'm feelin' for some eggnog. How bout everyone else?" he asks and laughs. We all raise our hands.

"Guess what time it is?" Adam asks. We all shrug.

"IT'S CHRISTMAS! TIME FOR A CHRISTMAS CELEBRATION!"

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