September: *breathes*
Me: IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL T
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Christmas Eve.
"Aight, who wants first for kareoke?" called out Stress through the microphone. She scrolled through countless Christmas songs to demonstrate the extent of tonight's atrocities.
Iskall's hand shot up like a rocket. He chugged down the last of his eggnog like a shot of whiskey and stood to approach the karaoke machine.
"Here we go..." said Xisuma, before proceeding to put on a pair of earmuffs.
"He's gonna put on Mariah Carey again, isn't he...?" Ren groaned into his hands, which failed to hide his smile.
A Grinchish smirk twisted on Iskall's face, as he punched in the 6-number code he'd memorized. Stress nervously handed the mic over to Iskall, who took it with a determined look in his eye. She clicked play, and the soundtrack began.
"I..."
"Oh no. Not this one." Mumbo whispered.
"Don't want a lot for Christmas..."
"Hm?" Grian saw nothing wrong with it, it is a good song.
"THEre is just one thing I need..."
"You wouldn't understand. He blasts this song every year." said Mumbo.
"I don't care abOut the presents..."
"...oh?"
"uNDERNEATH THE CHRISTMAS TREE..." Iskall sang dramatically.
"Oh."
"I JUST WANT YOU FOR MY OWn....
"MORE THAN YOu could ever know...
"Make my wish cOME TRUE...." he drew out, a single tear in his eye.
"ALL I WANT...
"FOR CHRISTMAS....
"Is......" he paused dramatically.
Xisuma sighed and left the room.
"yoU-" Iskall viciously banged his head to the music. Mumbo put his face in his hands.
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After a wonderful four minutes of singing for Iskall, and a painful four for the others, the Swede drew out his last syllable for an ungodly length of time.
He huffed, then he clapped his hands together. "Okay! Next song I'll do next is-"
"No!" cried out Grian. "Someone else do a song! For goodness sake!"
"I'll do one." said Doc. He set his mug down and got up from his place on the floor.
"Doc? Singing a Christmas song? It's more likely than you think." said Ren.
Doc put in his number, and at once sinister music began to play.
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"This nog smells suspicious..." muttered Scar. He looked down into his mug with a grimace. He reluctantly took a small sip to confirm his suspicions. His throat stung.
"What are you talking about?" asked Cub, who's approached him from behind.
"It seems like someone spiked the eggnog." Scar said simply.
Cub sniffed at his own full mug. "I think you're right."
"Who do you think it could be?"
"Not sure. Could honestly be Iskall." Cub shrugged.
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