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'Twas a pleasant morning. The birds were chirping outside just as the sun began to peek from the horizon, and inside a house, not a creature was stirring... Well, except for Christmas Spirit, of course. The door to Jack's room was slammed right open, startling the blonde, who shot up from bed, alarmed, with a purple lollipop stuck to his cheek and wrappers of taffy entangled in his hair.
"Time to get up!" Cheerfully announces Chris, who was excited to start the day. Jack's brow twitches in annoyance as he looks over to the clock by his bed.
"Seriously, it's six AM." The Halloween Spirit is taken by the hand and dragged out of bed before being pulled down the stairs.
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Jack grumbles tiredly as he lazily fills in the assignment given to him by a teacher. Chris managed to convince the blonde to try out school just for the experience, but he already detested the idea of having to wake up early, even though he enjoys getting the chance to mess with the other students. He's a creature of the night, after all, and he doesn't see the big whoop anyways. Chris leans his desk towards Jack, managing to balance it on two legs without any struggle.
"You're still working on that? I already turned it in." Jack cracks his neck towards the white-haired spirit in disbelief.
"It isn't due for another two weeks." The Christmas Spirit shrugs, a carefree smile on his face as he brings the desk back onto all four legs.
"It was easy." Jack was at a loss for words as he looks back and forth at the mountains of textbooks surrounding him that were needed to find the answers for the assignment. He didn't even see Chris pick up a pencil, let alone look at a book.
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Jack heaves an exhausted sigh as he opens the door to his house, ready to cozy up in bed to watch a good Halloween special with Whiskers, but was mortified by the sight of the place dressed to the nines in Christmas decorations and his cat dressed in an ugly sweater with a bright, red bow tied to his tail. Holding a string of tinsel in hand, Chris dances into the room, giggling and smiling like a child as he goes to hang it up.
"READY FOR CHRISTMAS!" Jack has had enough. He pulls the witch hat off his head and throws it to the ground as his face lights up brighter than a Jack-o-lantern in frustration. This man has snatched his last nerve.
"IT'S JUNE!!!"
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HumorSo, basically... Any character from any of my stories... but memes. Are they funny? Maybe, maybe not. Goofy and a little bit chaotic? Definitely.
