Young Michael Arclight looked out the window watching for their father to come home so they could decorate the Christmas tree. He had promised to be home early today December 1st.

"Father won't be home for a few more hours Michael," his brother Thomas said from behind.

"I know but I want to be here when he does get back," the pink haired boy.

Thomas sighed. "Suit yourself," he said walking away.

Michael watched out the window for the next few hours waiting. He looked at a clock to see that the time his father should have been back had passed. His father had broken his promise to them. Michael frowned as the family's dog came and lay next to the boy. "Father won't be home until late will he?" the boy asked the dog.

Chris walked into the room and looked at his brother. "Michael," he called to him. "I'm going out for a bit so you and Thomas be good."

"What? But what about the tree? I know father is late but he should be home soon," the boy cried to his eldest brother.

"I'm sorry but this is very important," Chris told him leaving the house out into the cold.

Thomas watched his brothers with his own frown. He felt bad for Michael. His father and brother were letting him down. He watched Michael as the boy looked sadly out the window before making a decision. "Michael I've got an idea," the elder boy said.

"Thomas what is it?" Michael asked him curiously.

"Since father and Chris don't seem to care about decorating the tree with us, let's do it ourselves. I know where the decorations are."

Michael looked at his brother wondering if they could get in trouble for it. He then turned his gaze to their dog. The dog looked at him before getting up and heading in the direction to which they would have to go to get the decorations. Michael nodded getting up following as his brother led him into a room. Up high on a shelf was a box marked "Christmas Decorations". The two boys looked at each other curiously. How would they get something that high?

"Here I'll lift you up and you can grab the box," Thomas told his brother, getting a nod in return. The elder boy lifted his brother onto his shoulders as the younger one tried to get the box, only for the two of them and the box to go tumbling down. The box opened up on the fall covering the boys in the contents of it.

"Ow," Michael said rubbing his head as the two hear laughing in the door way. The two looked over to see their brother and father laughing at them.

"You two got a little impatient there didn't you," Byron said.

Chris walked over starting to untangle the two from some kind of tree wrapping that they had gotten tangled up in. "Next time at least use a chair," he told them smiling at them gently.

"You two have nerve," Thomas spat out annoyed.

"Sorry. There was an accident and I couldn't get through. I meant to pick up something special for you three but being I was still stuck due to the accident I called and ask Chris to do it," Byron explained to the boys.

"Special?" Michael inquired curiously.

"Let's get this stuff over to the tree and then you two can see," Chris told them. The four of them picked up the mess and carried it to the tree where their dog lay waiting for them. Chris walked over to a bag and took out two boxes, giving one to Michael, and the other to Thomas.

The two boys opened the boxes and took out what was inside. In Michael's was an OOParts ornament with a picture of their mother. Thomas' had a puppet ornament with a different picture of her. The two smiled. Their brother Chris and their father both had special ornaments of their liking with pictures of their mother as well. She had died before the youngest two had much memory of her, but the stories they heard always made them smile. The two boys hugged their father and brother. "Thank you so much," they said to them. Chris and Byron smiled as the two ran over placing their ornaments on the tree, while Chris and Byron placed theirs on as well. The four then proceeded to put on the rest of the decorations. At the end Byron lifted Thomas, while Chris lifted Michael, having the two put on the star together. The four smiled at their tree, especially a special part that the star illuminated showing off their mothers beauty in her pictures.

"Told you we would get the tree decorated today," Byron said looking at the clock to see it said 11:39 P.M.