Mystreet Season 1 (Reader Insert)

How The Zane Stole Christmas | Mystreet Season 1 {Ep. 11}

Third Person POV:

It was nighttime and snowing outside as Zane walked down the sidewalk. Laurence and Dante were hiding behind a snow fort, waiting for him to walk past. "Hey Dante, here he comes. Get a snowball ready." Laurence told his blue haired friend. "Not this again." Zane sighed and turned around to walk the way he came.

Garroth came walking out of his house when he was hit with a snowball. Laurence and Dante began laughing hysterically as Garroth lay in the snow, his eyes closed. "Nice shot Dante, you got him." Laurence complimented. Zane continued walking, he stopped when he saw Aphmau and Aaron talking under a tree.

"Oh, and by the way, of you don't have any plans for Christmas Day, you're more than welcome to stop by my place. Or I can come over to yours. Whichever works." Aphmau told him. "Thanks. I'll consider it and I'll let you know." Aaron replied. "Great! I'll see you then." Aphmau said and Aaron left.

"Heh. Like anyone would ever invite me to a party like that." Zane said to himself bitterly and continued walking. "Hm? What that Zane?" Aphmau questioned as she noticed him walk past. "Hey! Zane! I- Celestia! Celestia come back here! It's just a cat!" Aphmau exclaimed and began to chase after her dog.

Zane finally reached his house and walked inside. "Who wants to be around others during the holiday season? It's all too hectic, all work for no reason. Especially Christmas, the worst day of the year. Why the entire neighborhood will be festive with cheer. Ugh! I just hate Christmas! The whole Christmas season! Don't you ask me why. I ain't got a reason." Suddenly, a flash of white light appeared around Zane's Pinkie Cake toy.

When it disappeared, "Is it because your shoes are on too tight? Oooor, maybe your head isn't screwed on just right." A voice spoke. "Wh-What was that!?" Zane exclaimed. "WEEEE!" The Pinkie Cake toy stepped off of the table it was standing on and Zane turned to look at it. "I've got a hunch the biggest reason of all is because your heart is twoooo sizes too small! Oh boy, that rhymes!" She giggled.

"P-Pinkie Cake?! You're here!? You're alive!" Zane exclaimed. "Offffff course I am, silly! Now let's get to business! SERIOUS BUSINESS!" She shouted and stood back on the table. "What are you looking for?" Zane asked. "My business glasses. I can't do business without them." She replied. "..Look, why are you here?" He asked.

"The spirit of Christmas told me something about granting your wish or something for some weird reason. Hey! We're not supposed to talk business until I've got my glasses!" She said and resumed searching. "Wish...? Anything?" He asked. "YYYYYep!" She replies in a sing-song tone. "Then I wish Christmas was cancelled!" Zane exclaimed.

"Oh..! You see..I can't do that exactly because...y'know, the spirits of Christmas sent me here and all that jazz. But hey, I can at least help you with that wish! I just can't use magic to grant it." Pinkie Cake explained. "You can?" Zane asked her. "Sure! I saw a movie about this once. All you gotta do is dress up as Santa, and steal CHRISTMAS!" She told him.

"Pinkie Cake...you're a genius!" Zane said. "I am..? Of course I am!" She exclaimed and jumped up and down. "This is going to be the worst Christmas for them yet." Zane said. Pinkie Cake and him then began to laugh. Zane stopped laughing and looked at the pony. "What? I'm happy because I finally found my glasses! See?" She explained and showed Zane a pair of glasses.

(Y/N)'s POV:

Me and Katelyn walked down the stairs together and into the kitchen where Aphmau was humming in front of the stove. "Hey Aphmau, what are you up to?" I asked, startling Aphmau a bit. "Oh! Katelyn and (Y/N). Ah, Just baking cookies for Santa over here." She replied and turned back to the oven. "It's taking forever." She muttered. "...What?" Katelyn asked.