Love is Evil

How Saros Stole Christmas

We interrupt your regularly scheduled program to bring you a special, holiday surprise!

I know we're in the middle of a story here, but I just couldn't possibly resist the making of this. The events that take place in this and the next few chapters don't have an affect on the rest of the story. In other words, it's not part of the actual plot. It's just something cute I thought of while watching How the Grinch Stole Christmas. So, here we go, ladies and gentlemen, a Christmas special!

~Enjoy, my lovely dears~

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•Y/N: Your Name
•H/C: Hair Color

Author's POV:

Black lashes flutter open to reveal tired, blue orbs before Saros sits up in bed. Giving a soft groan, he rubs his eyes before ruffling his dark locks to wake himself up further. He then turns his gaze towards the window before his eyes widen upon seeing the clumps of white snow descending from the dark, cloudy sky.

"No." He mutters while tossing the warm covers off his body before jumping off of the top bunk and racing over to the calendar on his wall that he hasn't touched for two months. He clicks his tongue in annoyance and searches for his phone instead, which had been left on the charger all night. Once it's found, he turns it on before gasping exaggeratively in horror upon seeing the date.

It's the twenty-third of December.

"S***!" He throws the device onto the mattress in the bottom bunk in a fit of anger before sitting on the bench and leaning his head against the window. Saros hasn't left the lair, let alone gone into the city, for at least a month, so he was unable to see the colorful Christmas decorations put up all over the place. The villain hates this holiday with a passion due to having only horrid memories of that wretched day everyone seems to love so much. He couldn't stand it, and, like the years before, he'll lock himself in his room for the entirety of it, since a few of his followers happen to celebrate Christmas. Good thing he forbid any decorations for this holiday in the lair or else he'd probably go ballistic.

"I hate Christmas! I wish it would just disappear." Knowing such a thing is impossible, he lies down on his side across the bench to watch the snowflakes in defeat. Suddenly, a light goes off in his head and his eyes grow wide upon getting an idea. An evil grin curls the corners of the villains lips as he sits up. "That's it!"

The man jumps out of his seat and throws on some clothes from his drawers: a navy blue turtleneck, a long black coat that reaches down to his knees, black pants and his signature cape. He doesn't bother fixing his messy hair or dealing with his normal, morning routine and instead heads straight to the elevator to go to another floor. Once he steps out, he goes to a room full of computers and screens that show footage from the cameras in the building. The three men in the room stand upon seeing their leader enter and salute the man. Saros waves them off as he walks straight over to the intercom to put out an announcement to his loyal followers.