MyStreet x Female Reader - Season 1

Ep.11 - How The Zane Stole Christmas

~3rd POV~

Laurance and Dante hid in their snow fort, waiting.

"Hey Dante, here he comes! Get a snowball ready!" Laurance whispered.

Zane, who was walking down the street, hears their whispering and sighs. "Not this again." He mumbles to himself. He turns around and walks away in the other direction.

Garroth, who upon seeing his baby brother, runs out of the house. He gets hit right in the face with a snowball, making him fall to the ground.

Laurance and Dante burst out laughing.

"Nice shot Dante, you got him!" Laurance said, high fiving Dante.

Zane turns the corner to see Aphmau, (Y/N) and Aaron with Celestia.

"Oh. And by the way, if you don't have plans for Christmas Day, you're more than welcome to stop by my and Aphmau's place! Or Aphmau and I can come over to yours, whichever works." (Y/N) said.

"Thanks, I'll considerate it and I'll let you know then." Aaron replied.

"Great! See you then!" Aphmau chirps.

Aaron walks away.

Zane huffs. "Hmph. Like anyone would ever invite me to a party like that." He said to himself and continues walking.

(Y/N) saw Zane walking by.

"Hmm, was that Zane?" Aphmau asked (Y/N).

"I think so..." (Y/N) trails off. "Hey, Zane! Ah-" She started to say, but was stopped when Celestia broke off the leash and ran away from the cat. "Celestia! Celestia, come back here! It's just a cat!" She said, running after Celestia.

Aphmau looks at the cat, seeing its sweater. She screams a little, remembering Randy, and runs after (Y/N).

~Scene changes to Zane's house~

Zane walks back to his house. He slams the door, hard.

His house has more dark colors than light, the floors being the lighter colors and the furniture being the dark. His couch is a nice black and the hardwood floors are a light brown.

"Hmph, who wants to be around others during the holiday season? It's all too hectic, all work for no reason! Especially Christmas, the worst day of the year. Why the entire neighborhood will be festive with cheer. Ugh, I just HATE Christmas! The whole Christmas season!" Zane rambles on. He looks to his pink "My Little Horsey" figure sitting on the table. "Don't you ask me why, I ain't got a reason!" He said and turns around.

The figure glows, making a small "pop" sound.

"Is it because your shoes are on too tight? Or, maybe your head isn't screwed on just right!" A small, high pitched voice said.

"W-W-What was that!?" Zane said.

From behind Zane, a pink pony comes out from behind him.

"Weee! I got a hunch, the biggest reason of all is because your heart is two sizes too small! Oh boy, that rhymes!" The horse said with a giggle and a snort.

"P-Pinkie Cake!? You're here!? You're alive!" Zane said, baffled.

"Ooofffff COURSE I am silly! NOW LETS GET TO BUSINESS!!! SERIOUS BUSINESS!!!" Pinkie cake shouted while looking around.

"What are you looking for?" Zane asked.

"My business glasses! I can't do business without them!" Pinkie Cake said.

"Look... why are you here?" Zane questioned.

"The spirit of Christmas told me something about helping you get your wish or something for some weird reason. HEEEYYY! We're not supposed to talk business until I get my glasses!" Pinkie Cake said.