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Christmas Time (Gameknight999)

Look...my very first oneshot! Don't judge me...

Actually, do judge me! Feel free to give me constructive criticism to improve my writing!

Here's what I believe the Gameknight999 characters would do on Christmas morning.

This song SCREAMS Christmas. It's called Snowdin Town, and it's from Undertale, an RPG. Listen to it if you want while you read.

It was a beautiful day outside. Snow was falling gently from the cloudy sky onto the ground beneath it, and the treetops, covered in the same icy flakes, moved gently in the December wind. Within the many snow-capped houses, children could be found, opening their presents, laughing with their parents, or calmly sleeping in their cozy beds. Church bells could be heard tolling in the distance, playing a calming Christian tune. These sounds, mixed with the quiet howl of the wind, created a calming symphony; the symphony of Christmas. Nothing could disturb this calming song...except for one person.

"IT'S CHRISTMAS!"

The shout of Jenny could have been loud enough to wake the dead. It did, however, wake up her older brother, Tommy, who was sound asleep in his room. Tommy glanced over at his alarm clock and groaned in exasperation. The time read 6:28. It was like his sister to wake him up at this time.

The sound of footfalls interrupted his thoughts. He glanced over and saw his sister in her polka-dot pajamas staring at him with an expression of utter joy.

"Tommy, get up, get up now it's Christmas!" Jenny squealed in excitement.

"Jenny, it's 6:30 in the morning..." Tommy moaned. "What do you-OH MY GOD!"

Tommy attempted to leap out of bed with a burst of energy, but instead got tangled in his bedsheets and fell onto the floor. Jenny laughed and ran out of her brother's room, hoping to get to the Christmas tree first. It was always a competition between the siblings, because if one reaches the tree before the other, they get first dibs on presents.

"Noooo....get back here Jenny!" Tommy wailed, extracting himself from the covers and running after his sister.

Meanwhile in the other side of the house, a cry of ecstasy woke Crafter from his sleep. He looked at his watch and checked the time, then slowly rose up so as not to disturb the other NPCS in the same room. Fearing that someone had been hurt, he tiptoed to the door to check on his User-that-is-not-a-user friends. Something caught his eye. As he passed the calendar, which was hung up right by the door, he noticed a certain date that had been circled and highlighted multiple times. He noticed that all the dates behind it had been crossed off. He walked to the calendar and read what it said.

"December 25th, Christmas."

Crafter gasped softly and realized what he'd heard when he woke up. He turned around and practically ran to his friends' beds.

"Guys, guys, wake up!" he shouted. "It's Christmas Day!"

Stitcher opened her eyes, followed by Herder. They had been the most excited about the holiday, and had been the ones who had highlighted and circled the date on the calendar.

"What's going on, Crafter?" Stitcher asked, blearily looking about the room.

"Stitch, Herder! It's Christmas! Get up!" Crafter said excitedly.

The words had barely been spoken before Herder leapt out of his bed and ran down the stairs. Stitcher threw back the covers to hers and ran to Hunter, who was sound asleep.

"Hunter, Hunter, quick, get up, it's Christmas!" Stitcher begged.

But her sister was as immovable as a rock. Stitcher tried lightly pushing her sister to wake her, but to no avail. Crafter, having come up with an idea, grabbed the glass of water which was on his bedside table. Stitcher, sensing his thoughts, took the water and slowly poured it on Hunter's face.