America's Crazy Ass States

✵Christmas✵

(Note - The Christmas part is a bit silly and short because I wrote it for English. There are also some 'big words' because English teachers are weird. Also, there are details like why they call America Mom, which have been mentioned in previous chapters. This was for English so I needed to explain some things. 

I didn't write a New Years short. I was conflicted if I should do it or not, I decided not to.)

Anne was startled awake when a gray and white blur jumped on her.

"Owwwwwie", Anne groaned.

The child on top of her huffed.

"Get up, It's Christmas Eve!" Elan(Alaska) shrieked in her ear.

Christmas Eve!? It's not even Christmas Day! Why wake her up this early?

"Alright, Alright! Get off me!" The teen commanded as the child started jumping on her.

Dragging herself out of her bed lackadaisically, Anne instantly flopped to the floor. Going to sleep at 3:00 wasn't such a good idea after all.

Anne sighed as she heard the pitter-patter of feet and the closing of her bedroom door.

She shut her eyes, relaxing against the plum tree floors that were surprisingly comfortable. The blonde tried to rid herself of the somnolent feeling that was caused by her poor life decisions.

Hearing her door slam open, the girl turned her head to look at her older sister. Did she even count as older, they were the same age?

"Ay, get up you useless lesbian." Penny teased lightly, poking her.

"I'm not a lesbian." Anne whined, hauling herself into a sitting position.

Penny raised an eyebrow. "Pretty sure I caught you staring at a paused scene in the music video for WAP a little too long yesterday."

The younger huffed, "I just like the music."

The other teen stared at her in disbelief.

"Andy.....you listen to music where white men sing about religion, guns, and beer. Cut the crap, you like girls and have never been interested in a guy. I thought Mom already told you that there's no need to be ashamed."

Anne blushed, "shut up."

Snorting, Penny started dragging the pouting girl out of her room.

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Anne peaked at the presents under the tree.

Not that the tree wasn't interesting. It was a shaggy pine tree, not too big but not too small. The tree was a real one that they had gotten from the woods nearby. Anne was thankful she wasn't the one out in the icy temperatures trying to find the tree. There were no pine trees in the vicinity so they had to go far into the woods: encountering wild animals, thorns, and semi-dangerous plant life. Anne remembered how Victor had complained for days about his ankles.

The tree was decorated with bright rainbows. They chose rainbows because they couldn't decide what color to make the decorations this year. Guess it's a gay Christmas. 

"Away from the presents, Andy. We open them on Christmas Day around the evening." Mom yawned, holding his cup of coffee.

Reluctantly backing away from the tree, Anne threw herself onto the couch.

As she got comfortable, the girl thought about Mom.

He was finally able to be home for the whole holiday. Mom often had piles of papers to sign or review. If it wasn't that then it was meetings or calls.