Diggy Diggy One-Shots(Yogs and Hatfilms)

Merry Christmas Lalna (SFW)

TW: Slight Angst, Possible Implied Ships

Chapter I. Invited?

It’s Christmas. Well, almost, it’s a few days away. Everyone is preparing for the big Christmas party we have every year. It’s going to be held at the Jaffa factory this year, and I have been eagerly awaiting my invitation for days. It still hasn’t come. They should have been sent out weeks ago. Was it lost in transportation? . . .or was I just not invited?

I had seen Rythian helping with the preparations and heard Zoey talking about how excited she was to be going. They hadn’t gone to any of the older ones so them agreeing to attend this one would be a big deal. Was I not invited so Rythian would be more comfortable? But I was the only one not invited. Sjin is going with Sips. Rythian hates us both so wouldn’t Sjin be left out to? Why am I the only one?

I walk up to my telescope and redirect it toward Honeydew Inc. Everyone was there working together to get everything ready/ Sparkles and his band were practicing, Sips and Sjin are drunk, Zoey telling Rythian where to put decorations and Rythian looks happy. Zephos is supervising like every year. It was just like every year except I’m not there.

I wipe the water from my eyes before it has a chance to fall. I will not cry. There has to be a logical explanation even from this distance as to why I wasn’t invited, and I plan on finding out just what that explanation is. I grab my lab-coat, not having anything warmer to go out in, and make my way to the Jaffa factory.

When I am close enough to hear Xephos yelling his orders, I’m stopped by Sips and Sjin. It’s obvious they have had too much to drink. I can smell it on their breath, even from this distance.

“Where do you think you’re going, Google boy?” I ignore the nickname Sips has given me in favor of avoiding a fight. Fighting isn’t really in the spirit of Christmas after all. There’s also the extremely high probability that I would lose that fight. . .

“I came to help with the preparations.” I smile as pleasantly as I can in the presence of Sips and Sjin. They look at each other briefly before turning back to me. They are wearing grins that I don’t know how to describe. . .the only word that seems to fit is cruel.

I tense at the grins and they grow at my reaction. The pair circle and close in on me in a way that reminds me of wolves playing with their prey. I clench my fists, but don’t move. Sjin has made his way behind me and has placed his hand on my shoulder. I fight the urge to flinch away from his touch. Sips is in front of me and leans in so that he is only a few inches away from my face. His eyes are cold and cruel.

“Were you invited?” The question seemed out of place, as though he had already known that I hadn’t been. I don’t think on it long, wanting to get away from these two as quickly as possible. I simple answer the question with the reason that I hope is true.

“Well. . . no, but I’m sure it was just a mistake. It might have gotten lost on its way to me, or it was forgotten or . . .” I’m cut off when Sips starts to laugh. It’s an unnerving sound and if I never hear it again it will still be too soon.

“It wasn’t lost and it wasn’t forgotten - It was never made! You weren't invited because no one wanted you here! No one likes you!” I stare at him wide eyed while he laughs. I can hear Sjin chuckling softly behind me as well. They’re just trying to get a reaction from me. What they’re saying can’t be true . . . can it?

“You’re lying. You just want to upset me.”

No, you big dumb dumb. Xephos told up to keep you away from the factory. It’s our job. Upsetting you is just a bonus.” They laugh again and chase me a little ways away from the factory. I look back to see them flying over to Xephos. I get close enough to hear their conversation.