A Christmas Tale

Chapter 4: The Last Chapter

Aliza grabs a piece of paper before searching for a pen. "Can we go again? I have a great idea for a book. I think I'll call it Electronics." She waves her hand in front of her in a smooth transition as Dat waves a cutting neck motion from behind her. Cb quickly looks around, reaching for his pocket to throw a marshmallow but the packet is gone. He searches his other pockets, not realising Aliza's silence. Tet pats him on the back "Nice try but a little late" She tosses a marshmallow into the air before catching it in her mouth, giving a curved finger to point at the short-statured girl as she struggles to swallow her now full mouth of fluffy white and pink cylinders. Kie picks up on their plan, quickly dashing over to the decoration box as she stands before everyone "Now everyone's here, we can finish decorating the tree right?" She rummages around inside the box for a moment as Aliza puts down the paper "You haven't done that yet? That seems almost blasphemous." Kie sighs, giving Luke a satisfied wink while everyone begins to move to the tree. A bauble is tossed across the fire, landing smugly into Ol's hands as he climbs up to the lowest most branch. "Anyone bring any personal decorations?" Mischief stuffs her hand into the box, quickly pausing when she spots Cb's smile. "What is it?" She doesn't move as his arms strike into his pockets, suddenly emerging again with a seemingly triangular red decoration. "Is that a tongue?" Dat points casually with a snicker as Aliza holds her mouth "That's disgusting! How do you even get that?" She screams before Cb responds "It's a replica, calm down." He waves his hand in a downward motion as she just stands there jaw dropped. "It's still weird to have." Dat pats Aliza on the back, still tearing up with laughter. "It's weird? I thought everyone had something like this?!" He tosses it to Ol who climbs to a higher spot, holding the fake appendage at arm's length all the while. Dat falls to the ground laughing, almost pulling Aliza down with him. The synthetic tongue is hung near the top of the great oak, hovering in a group of other personalised decorations that come in several shapes and sizes. Luke takes a step back to look at their creation as everyone turns towards him in anticipation. Dat jumps to his feet, quickly realising that Aliza's hands seem to be clutching onto a small stringed object of which he promptly grabs before dashing to the tree. She chases, attracting the attention of the now giggling crowd as Dat leaps to one of the lower branches. He swings over to a higher position, launching himself between steps until he pokes his head through the leaves. He slings to ornament onto one of the topmost branches as it's revealed to everyone down below. "I guess you like what you do... That was anticlimactic." Mischief raises an eyebrow before Kie grabs her by her shoulders. "You're kidding me? He just parked up the tree in seconds!" she begins to shake Mischief frantically as Dat gives a confused but genuine laugh. Ol rolls his eyes, walking over to the present wheelbarrow in an attempt to change the topic. Luke nods silently, thinking quietly allowed "Someone's a little jealous... good job..." He gives him a confident thumbs up as the night continues, the giving of presents consuming the air. The group huddles by the fire, gifting to eachother their best efforts at gifts as no one seems to notice the dissapearence of some nearby biscuits from beneath their noses. The stange theving entity jumps back to their transport, begining to fly as they laugh to themselves "Oh the joy of giving fuels the air. "A merry Christmas to you all..." he yells at the top of his lungs as the group looks to the sky. A red streek illudes them as they begin to join the giggle, not quite believing their own eyes as they brush it aside to continue their festivities.

The End

Happy Holidays, I hope that you all have a great time!