MERRY CHRISTMAS! HAPPY NEW YEAR! WOOOOOOOO!

Okay, now I'm in the holiday spirit ;). Welcome to - Jingle bells! - the Saviors of the - Deck the halls! - Spiral's - walking around the Christmas tree! - version of - Give us some figgy pudding - OKAY, ENOUGH OF THAT! Gosh! Starting over.

Welcome to the Saviors of the Spiral's version of A Christmas Carol! It takes place, like, um...Lets say...A little after Morgan and Haley first came! Yeah, that works. Okay, Merry Christmas (or Happy Christmas, if you prefer XD) again, and have a good time reading! Fruitcake! [ ' ] [ ' ] [ ' ]

Snowflakes fell onto the heads of two children, fists balled white, standing in the cold winter of Wizard City. Neither were happy, and neither were in the Christmas spirit, either.

"Take it back!" Ashley RubyFlame fumed, sparks flying off her skin. Even in the bitter-cold snow, she radiated heat. Though she did that a great majority of the time, now she did more than ever. Her temper often affected her magic, as magic tends to do.

Gabriel WinterBreeze crossed his arms stubbornly. Through his anger, the girl never noticed the tinge of sadness on his face, and that was what he intended. It didn't work to just act for yourself; you had to make others believe what you were saying, too. It was best for everyone if he went through with this, and made sure they'd never be friends again... At least, that's what his father had told him.

"Leave me alone!" he shouted.

She looked as if she were about to erupt into flames. The young girl glowed of pure fire. Through her fury, the boy never noticed how full of despair she was. A tear streaked down her cheek, but she did her best to hide it. She clenched her fists even tighter. She had to stay strong, and separate herself from those who hurt her. At least, that's what her mother had told her.

"Well, y-you know what?!" Ashley cried, stuttering from her anger. "I-I hate you!"

The eight year old boy nodded, a mix of satisfaction and sorrow. "I hate you, too."

Gabriel WinterBreeze woke with a start from his nightmare. He looked around the room, only for a moment wondering why everything was in green and red. From wall to wall, Christmas streamers decorated the room. The warm scent of pine-cones and happiness could be smelled a mile away.

Then he remembered. Oh yes, it's Christmas... He frowned. Even worse...Christmas Eve! Gabriel hated this time of year. Too many bad memories...

He looked out the nearby window, and noticed it was light outside. "I suppose I might as well get up. I do have that book I had planned on finishing..." He shuffled around the room, pushing red Christmas streamers and little stocking decorations littered across his desk out of the way.

"Stupid decorations..." Gabriel grumbled sourly. "All they do is just mess up my organization!" Finally, he pushed a little Christmas tree ornament off his desk, letting it clatter to the floor, and uncovered an Ice history book. "Finally!"

Aaron, Gabriel's pesky room-mate, turned over in his bed. "Mommy, are you making Polarian Toast?" he mumbled.

Gabriel rolled his eyes. "Nope. Sausages." he muttered sarcastically.

"You know I hate them!" Aaron complained, his voice muffled; his face was buried deep in his pillow.

"Oh, just shut up, Aaron!" he exclaimed. Finally, Aaron fully woke up.

"If I said something stupid just now, you won't tell anyone, dude, right?" Aaron asked, wide-eyed. "You know I actually have friends, right?"

Gabriel rolled his eyes again, and didn't even both to respond. It's not like he had anyone to tell. So, instead, he just buried his face in his book.

"Is that a Christmas book?" asked Aaron curiously, shoving his feet in boots. "Are you finally getting into the Christmas spirit?"

The Ice wizard merely scoffed.

"Well, I'm going out." Aaron informed him. "Bye, dude!" The door to the dorm slammed behind him.

Gabriel sunk inside his icy blue chair, finally content. Now, he didn't have bother-some wizards pestering him, and his chair was safe from the pestering decorations. At last, it was just him and his book.

But, since this is Gabriel's rotten luck we're speaking of, something just had to interrupt him.

"We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas and a happy New Year!" the wizards, dressed in red and green, sang outside his window.

He grimaced grumpily. Gabriel hated carolers.

Outside in the hallway of the dorms, Gabriel also heard someone trying to bring a Christmas tree into their dorm room.

Bang! Boom! Ow!

The tree crashed into walls repeatedly. He growled. What was with all these loud noises?!

He leaned in to take a sip from his hot chocolate at the exact wrong moment. The Christmas tree smashed into the wall the loudest and the strongest it had yet, and Gabriel jumped, spilling his hot chocolate all over himself. "Curses!" he exclaimed.

And while he was still holding the cup, only a couple seconds afterword, the carolers sang there last verse, singing the last note so high, the cup of hot chocolate exploded!

Crash!

The Thaumaturge, burned by the hot chocolate, practically exploded himself. Now, not only he was soaked, but his book was completely ruined! Hot chocolate froze over his face.

In a rage, he stormed out of his dorm room, being attacked by floating streamers. But, he was determined to stop this madness.

Standing right outside the dorms, still near the Christmas-tree-guy he fumed. Now in the center of everything, frost erupted from his finger-tips.

It was just so frustrating to him how everyone became oh so bright and cheery at this time of year. What was so special about it, anyway? Gabriel didn't understand.

All of Ravenwood had trees wrapped in lights. The schools of magic practically strangled in garlands, and the sound of bells were ringing in his ears. The only thing that didn't bother him was the fact everything was buried in blankets of snow. For some reason, all of that made Gabriel even angrier than usual.

Not just the fact that the lights hurt his eyes, or that he found the garlands tacky, or that his ears were hurting.

Everything just seemed so...artificial. Why was everyone so happy?

The tree banged into the wall again, and the guy screamed, "OW!"

With a deafening voice, the caroler's sang more Jingle Bells.

Gabriel could not take it anymore. "EVERYONE, JUST SHUT UP!"

The guy with the tree stopped banging it into the wall. The carolers stopped singing their song. Everyone in Ravenwood stared at the heaving Thaumaturge.

Aaron, who had not left Ravenwood yet, looked up at him. He clearly was making an expression that said something along the lines of "Dude. What's wrong with you?"

Flint Legend gave an awkward laugh. "Uh...Why do you have a hot chocolate beard?"

Morgan ShadowSong, who had been laughing at her sister Haley SunBlossom trying to make a wizard shaped snow-angel just gave me a saddened frown.

David SparklePants, who had been helping to decorate the Myth school tripped and fell off the ladder when Gabriel had shouted.

Ashley RubyFlame merely shook her head. "What a Scrooge..." she muttered.

The people of Ravenwood, after a minute of silence after the Ice wizard's outburst, went back to what they were doing. It's not like Gabriel could really stop them. Frustrated, defeated, and embarrassed, he went back to his dorm. It was better for him to be alone, anyway. He knew that...

Staring up at the ceiling, Gabriel scowled. Why was everything always so simply horrid? "I hate Christmas...Bah, humbug!"