This one is gonna be like bubblegum! All nice and sweet~! This might be a multi-chapter, 'cause the story is basically nothing now.
T'was the night before Christmas, a creature was awakening. You wouldn't exactly call her a creature, but she was a unknown. All alone, trapped in her little bubble, waiting for him to be born. Two babies- one of little importance, while the other... well you can say the fate of miscellaneous people. All she has to do was wait. Of course, she was younger- she could be born at anytime. But him- that innocent, little ball of flesh, is being brought into this "sweet" world right now...
18 years later...
"Can't you wait until tomorrow, you crazy little babopabo?" Wesley's voice rang through the halls of his house. His sister, Prisma, wanted to get her Christmas present NOW. It was 5 days away from Christmas, which means it was 4 days away from his birthday, which ALSO means he's going on vacation. "I'M ONLY 5 MINUTES YOUNGER THAN YOU, AND I HAVE TO STAY. IT'S NOT FAIR." Prisma's face was bright red. "You don't seem to understand. I'm coming BACK ON Christmas, which'll be 5 days away. So you'll get your present on Christmas, like everyone else." Wesley was a very calm person, especially with Prisma. She was one of those people who was able to feel the vibe of the room, and adapt. So if Wesley was calm, he'd hope she'll calm down too. "Fine... but where are you going?" Prisma had that 'I'm really curious' look on her face, which Wesley greatly disliked. "Chicago." Wesley motioned for him to come over to him, quickly. Prisma sat on the suitcase, already knowing what he wanted. "Come on, hurry up. I wanna drive you over to the airport and come back at a reasonable time!" Wesley simply stared at her and moved faster. "Well then, Miss 'I actually have something to do', let's go." Both siblings grabbed their heavy jackets and waddled outside (Wesley having the most trouble, because the weight of the coat and the suitcase) into the freezing daylight.