Note: I've technically never read or seen A Christmas Carol, I just know the story, so yes it is mostly based on it, but I took some liberties.
Snow dances through the air as lights glimmer all around the castle, carols ringing through the school's speakers, and many students are decorating their dorms and hosting parties. Charlotte, with no idea what the holiday really is, went to her roommate for an explanation.
Charlotte knocks on Lynx's bedroom door, her smile confused but still bright and infectious. He opens it and has to hide his smile, even if he's in a poor mood Char had a way of making him smile.
"Char? What's with the excitement?" Lynx questions, he had forgotten the date since this time of year just blended together anyways, nothing to remember.
"People are putting up weird lights and singing songs, and there is a bunch of snow falling and they are making these weird shrine beings and flattened angels out of it," Char lightly bounces, confused but excited about the excessive happiness in the air, " And I just saw a bunch of couples, including Flame and Salem, making out under door frames with these small plants on them! What is going on, is this a common ritual?"
Lynx's smile drops,with the sudden slap of realization, a bitterness takes over, making him go off on impulse.
"Shut up and go away." He slams the door in her face, leaving her confused and a bit hurt. He growl grabbing a folder of work and a pencil, about to make his annual disappearing act until New Year. Lynx has been this way since his mom's passing, her love of the holiday making the season a bitter-sweet experience, his focus mainly on the bitterness it brings. He looks over to a small picture of her he had framed, finally submitting to the memories he once looked on with joy.
Charlotte frowns and leaves the dorm to find an explanation, she bumps into several people but all too busy to listen. At least most of them, she spots Reaper and Cupid, the two laughing a bit. Cupid's breath is revealed in the cold while Reaper shows no sign of breathing until he speaks. Reaper leans closer to him, but Cupid spots Char and walks over to her.
"Char, are you alright? Your heartbeat is slower than normal." Cupid asks, abandoning Reaper under the mistletoe. Reaper silently curses the world.
"Yeah, but I'm worried about Lynx, he's upset while everyone else is joyfully celebrating...whatever all this is." She looks up from the ground to Cupid, "Is he always like this around December?"
" It's called Christmas, it's a holiday, while some celebrate it, others celebrate things like Hanukkah and other culture specific holidays around this time that I can't remember off the top of my head." Reaper steps forward, "As for the Lynx thing, he's always grumpy, the holidays just brings back some buried memories for him"
Cupid nods, "Don't worry darling, I'll help you decorate and I can answer any questions you have, just give me a moment, alright?" Charlotte nods in response and turns to walk back to the room. Cupid turns back to Reaper and kisses him, Reaper smiles.
"You aren't subtle." Cupid pokes his nose.
"Wasn't trying to be," Reaper grabs his hand and spins him, " Now go help the redhead, I've got a redhead of my own to bother."
"Take it easy on him, he doesn't need to be a workaholic like you." Cupid jokes and walks off towards Charlotte. Reaper laughs a bit and vanishes.
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Short Stories
FantasíaA bunch of short stories I'm writing for fun, some of these are not my characters, I will say which ones and who made them in the story.
