AN: Yup, I said I'd do a Christmas one of these so here it is! This one will be more than one chapter 'cause for the holiday I'm not as snowed under with homework as I am during school time. But yeah… You don't have to have read the other House of GoT stories but you won't get it quite so much if you haven't read the first two chapters of the main story (The House of GoT). You should still get it though. This chapter is the decorating stage of Christmas. The story will have Christmas day too, and possibly boxing day depending on how much time I get on the computer.

Anywayous, Christmas rules!!!!! So enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own GoT, Marianne Curley does. I do, however, own the randomness and also Kyla. I also have cheese in my fridge.

I wonder whose pov this is in.

Kyla

"So here it is: Merry Christmas Everybody's having fuuuuuuuuuuuun!"

Yep, it will soon be Christmas in the house of GoT. Lathenia has us all putting up Christmas decorations and you know what that means: many breakages and Dillon's awful singing with whatever Christmas song that comes on the CD player that Rochelle and I managed to drag from her room down to our lounge.

"It's Chriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiistmaaaaaaaaasssssssssssssssssss!" Dillon sings, doing a knee slide into the table. "Who put that there?"

"Everything was moved so that Ethan and Lorian could get our artificial tree through here without tripping over anything." Neriah explains.

Dillon glares at her muttering something containing the words 'Mary Sue' under his breath. "Well where's the tree then?" He adds this time out loud.

I sigh, rolling my eyes. "Dillon, It's right behind you. You know, the big green thing that smells a bit like dust?"

At that moment, Matt runs in carrying the star and the angel, one of which must go on the top of the tree. Lathenia follows at a walk.

"I wanna put them on the tree! I wanna put them on the tree! I wanna put them on the tree!" He choruses. "Please can I? Can I?"

Neriah prises them out of his hands. "Right," she says, ignoring Matt completely. "We've got a decision to make, people! Star or angel?"

"You ought to take a vote." Lathenia states from her position seated beside Lorian on the sofa.

There's a murmur of agreement before Neriah's voice cuts in. "Raise your hand is you want the star on the tree?"

Nearly everyone raises their hand. Matt just looks puzzled. "What are the options?" he enquires.

Neriah sighs, slapping her own forehead. I can't help but giggle at the look on Neriah's face. As I watch Dillon biting his lip, I know that he feels the same way.

"Matt, you brought the tree-toppers in here! There's either the angel or the star!" She explains.

Matt nods slowly as his tiny brain struggles to process the information. "Oh, okay then."

"So, Raise your hand if you want the star on top of the tree?" Neriah commands for the second time of today.

Again, nearly everyone raises their hands, this time accompanied by Matt.

As he raise his hand, Dillon mumbles. "I'd rather it was cheese."

I smile. "then there wouldn't be anything on the tree 'cause you would've eaten it."

"I know." Dillon replies, grinning. "But you would've helped me eat it!"

"Well, yeah!" I state, rolling my eyes as i toss him a bit of cheese out of my pocket, placing a piece in my own mouth too. It is eaten quickly.

"And who wants the angel on top of the tree?" Neriah questions.

Matt is the only one who raises his hand.

Neriah rolls her eyes too. "Matt, you already voted."

"I know, but I want both." Matt states.

Neriah sighs again. "Why do I put up with you?"

"'cause you want the power." Dillon answers for her.

Matt argues, "No, it's because she loves me!"

I yank the star out of Neriah's hand. "So, who's gonna out the star on the tree then?" I call above the din of Matt and Dillon's argument.

"Ooh! Ooh! Pick me! Pick me! I wanna do it!" Matt yells, jumping up and down in front of me with his hand in the air. He fails to notice that I'm actually shorter then him so actually it doesn't make a difference. "Please can I? Can I? Please?"

I look to Lathenia pleadingly.

"Just let him do it before he drives us insane with his annoying, irritating and very degrading ways." Lathenia answers the question I spoke only with my thoughts. Thankfully, although he's a truthseer, Matt has the attention span of a Gnat and the memory of a goldfish.

With a grimace, I hand it over.

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!" Matt shouts.

I turn my eyes away; I just can't bear to watch whatever stupid thing he's about to do. Actually, wait! Yep, I can bear it. Whatever he does, it's guaranteed to be quite funny. Besides, I'm not gonna be the one who has to tidy up the mess he makes.

Matt jumps on the tree and begins to attempt to climb it. Unfortunately, he has completely forgotten that it's a fake tree and therefore is not attached to the floor or very strong. He gets almost to the top of the tree. I'm sure that most of us are willing the tree not to break 'cause it would be a waste to get another one when we had a perfectly good tree to begin with.

It doesn't break.

It tips over.

Matt, the star, the tree, the tinsel, the lights and the baubles all go crashing to the floor, landing with a tremendously loud thump. In the face of all this mess, ruin and stupidity, there is only one thing for Dillon and I to do: laugh.

"This is why I buy plastic baubles." Lorian says over the laughter.

"ALL RIGHT," Marduke yells from the doorway as everyone laughs either 'cause they find Matt tipping the tree over and the surprised look on his face hilarious, or 'cause they're relieved that, thanks to Lorian and Lathenia thinking enough to buy Christmas decorations that aren't breakable, nothing's broken –except possibly Matt but that's his own problem. "WHO WANTS CHRISTMAS TREE COOKIES?"

This has everyone stop laughing to look at the tray of 'cookies' Marduke is carrying with horror. They look – and probably taste – like something that's been scooped out of the toilet after some poor, unfortunate individual has tasted some of Marduke's other awful cooking.

No-one wants any. Rochelle does some quick thinking. "Erm, sorry Marduke, we just had fish and chips. We might eat some later."

Ethan agrees. "Yeah, I'm stuffed right now." He drags Matt out of the way of the tree and with Neriah's help, pushes up the tree.

Of course, we haven't eaten anything - exept the cheese dillon and I ate and our advent calendar - yet but Marduke doesn't know that. All he will know is that his cookies will be gone by the time he gets back from looking at his other ingredients at some point in time. What he won't know is that they will have been thrown in the bin to be given to a toxic waste disposal crew.

I go to help Ethan and Neriah re-apply the tinsel and baubles – fortunately, the lights had been taped on to tree so they are still attached to the tree. Then I realise there are people missing.

"Hey, where are Isabel and Arkarian?" I enquire.

Dillon, who has just joined us in decorating the tree, shrugs. "I dunno."

Ethan whispers to me. "They've gone to get the stuff for Christmas dinner without Marduke knowing."

"Of course." I answer. "I'm not eating the muck he likes to call food."

"No-one is." Dillon adds, having eavesdropped on us yet again. "Merry Christmas."

"It will be, but only if we get the tree up on time. Now mush, Dillon. Hang some baubles by the top of the tree. You're taller than I am." I demand. "The quicker we're done with this, the sooner we can eat cheese."

I can't help but smile to myself. I'm with my friends, not alone the house with my mum, and no matter what happens, I know that this is gonna be the best Christmas ever! Definitely the most fun one!

AN: Yes, I know this one is short and not that funny but it's building up to the big one that's the actual day. Anyway, there may be two more chapters or just one, depending on how much time I have to write on the computer before Christmas. I intend for this one not to be really late like the Fireworks night one and the Halloween one.

Next Chapter: More of Dillon's dodgy singing, Marduke's nasty cooking and this time, Lathenia's Dillon obsession, Isabel's sugar addiction and Arkarian being Arkarian.

Please review; I like feedback, especially at Christmas. :-p

Merry Christmas!

Oh, and I'm gonna do a new years one of these as well but not until after Christmas.