Young Ones

A Christmas Carol

You thought I'd only post one Christmas chapter? HA! You thought wrong.

And to that one person, you know who are, I thought of this BEFORE you suggested it. Stop gloating, I can feel you gloating.

After the 7th Christmas movie of the day, Deceit was getting bored. He had had enough of this. He has drunk more hot chocolate this month then he wanted too, he has wrapped more gifts than he can count, eaten so much peppermint he's sick of it, and he is so stressed he forgot to get the others gifts. 

"Where are you going?"

"Not to bed."

"Why?" asked the tiny Patton in Roman's arms.

"Not enough Christmas for me."

Roman was confused, but let it go. On his way up he stumbled upon a little Virgil playing with his toy spider.

"Dee! Wanna play? It's Holiday time!"

"I'm not sick of Christmas, it's amazing, I am not done with this whole spirit of the holidays! I totally get it."

"I love it too!" Virgil didn't really understand Deceit's whole lying shtick. 

"I'm not going to bed."

"Okay?"

"Virgie!" called Pat.

"Got to go, Dee!"

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Deceit P.O.V. (WHat? A P.O.V.? Author-Chan, stop.)

I woke up to the sound of scratching...

"What?"

As I gently looked towards the clock, it's blaring red letters read 1:42. Ugh, really?

"Yo."

"AH!"

As I turned, I saw a figure of transparent blue color. Tattered tethered clothing and matted whispy hair. Their feet rose above the floor, and chains wrapped their body.

"Staring is rude, pumpkin."

"I'm not ever sorry."

"It's whatevs."

Their clothes looked familiar, like a friend of the past.

"Remy?"

"In the- not, so existent- flesh!"

"Why are you here?"

"Speaking the truth now, aren't ya?"

"Less effort, I'm tired."

"Fair enough, sweet pea. Guess I'm here cause you got yourself in a pickle."

"Huh?"

"You're becoming a Grinch, Dee. Apparently, the universe does not approve."

"What do you mean?"

"I was sent to warn you."

"Warn me?"

"They're coming. The ghosts."

"Really now? What ghosts?"

"Of Christmas. Don't worry babes, they're chill. Just, don't get on their bad sides."

"W-"

Within a blink, they were gone.

"Remy? Rem-"

A Blinding light came from the corner of my room. It was Logan? His clothes were all white, in his hand was a candle, and the other he read a book.