Disclaimer: All the characters of X-men Evo belong to Marvel. All characters of mine, Julian, Danny, the various animals, Doggy, Cassius and Brutus the twins, Arcane, and the other assorted OCs that haunt my stories.
This is another original Danny story, for that happy winter month that we are in now. Hope you like it!
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"Eat this Elfy!"
Snowballs flew fast and thick through the air. I ducked down beside Sam as we snuck around the edge of the snow walls to get the other team from the behind.
A few nights ago, the snow had fallen heavily on Bayville, covering the landscape with the pretty white stuff. Animals were less now, mostly sleeping in hibernation. All the animals in the forest were mostly asleep, a few rabbits hopping around. But just because they were asleep didn't mean I couldn't have fun.
"Attack!" Sam and I jumped up and pelted Bobby from behind with snowballs.
"No mercy!"
"Oh you bet!" Bobby formed a big snowball and threw it at us. We ducked and it hit Amara, whom had been sneaking up on us. She forgot about us and began chasing Bobby around.
"I count that as a victory." I grinned at him. He nodded in agreement.
"Hah! No one can throw snowballs like me!" A huge snowball whacked Sam across the back. Mr. McCoy came in its wake, carrying two more.
"AAAAAHHHH! RUN AWAY!" We leaped over the walls and went running back to our side.
"EASY TARGETS!" Somebody yelled. Snowballs from every side covered us and we slipped and fell in the snow.
I lay there as if dead, partially because according to the rules I was, partially because my snow pants were frozen and I couldn't get up.
"I believe that you just found out the meaning of a dead run." Mr. McCoy remarked from his hiding spot behind a snow wall.
"Ah blame it ohn the fact that we were attacked by our own." Sam muttered. I laughed loudly until a snowball hit me in the mouth.
"Quiet! You're casualties of war, you're not supposed to laugh!" Roberto yelled.
"Who hit me with that?!" Roberto couldn't throw snowballs that well.
"Oops…"
"Your son has good aim." Beast roared with laughter.
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A couple hours later, we had stripped off the icy snow clothes in favor of sweaters and cups of coco. Julian was helping Jamie dig through boxes of ornaments while Mr. Logan and Mr. McCoy battled with the large tree that Rogue and Scott had picked out. I was helping Amara put up stockings while Ray was using a ladder to hang up garlands. Most of the others were helping in the kitchen, putting up other decorations, or helping Ms. Monroe hang up the lights outside.
Kitty was helping outside.
"Alright, squirts, decorate the tree." Mr. Logan waved them in the direction of the upright tree while Mr. McCoy ran to stop the ladder from tipping over under Ray.
"There should always be someone to support." He grumbled.
Jamie took Julian under his wing an showed him the best way to decorate a tree. Amara put up the last stocking, a cute red one I got for Julian. He was very excited about the prospect of Thanksgiving, even more so about this holiday.
I looked around and saw there really wasn't more I could do here, so I went up to my room.
My closet was full of sleeping mammals and gifts. All of my clothes were moved out of the closet when some of the bats and a few of the forest animals decided they wanted to hibernate in my room instead of the caves and hollows. Of course, this made an ideal hiding place, because the others didn't want to stick their hands in a place that could very well get their fingers bit.
I picked up all the gifts and brought them down, beacuase most of the mutants, including myself, were leaving for home. On the way I met Roberto, whom had the same idea. We put our presents underneath the tree next to the growing heap of presents. The tree was given the last few finishing touches, making a spectacular sight.
"Just like home." I commented to Sam as he walked by with another tray of coco.
"It is, ain't it?"
Julian hopped over and jumped up into my arms.
"Oof! You're getting big."
"I love you."
"I love you too, but that doesn't stop you from getting big." I joked He grinned.
"You ready to go see your grandparents?"
His ears, normally at least half upright drooped suddenly.
"They don't like me."
I felt a slight pang of sadness.
"They just don't know what to say. You're a wonderful boy, if they'd take the time to know you they'd see that too."
"I don't wanna go."
"I know." I sighed.
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU BLUE BOY!" Jubilee screamed as Kurt ran by laughing his head off. Jubilee followed, one hand trying to get something out of the back of her shirt as she tried to run.
Julian and I stared.
"Well."
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I packed my bag, putting the gifts given to me by everyone else on the bed. I was going to open them on Christmas Day like everyone else.
Jamie watched me forlornly.
"What's up?"
"The airport is snowed in. Back home. I can't go."
I looked up. "I'm so sorry! Maybe you can stay with the others?"
"I'm going to stay here."
"Oh. Well, it won't be so bad. Snow, cookies,--"
"No one to play with."
"Yeah, I guess that does suck." I agreed. I felt sorry for him.
Jean stuck her head into the door. "You got a phone call, Danny."
"Thanks." I ruffled Jamie's hair as I passed and went downstairs. I picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi Honey. It's Mom."
"Mom?"
"Yeah. I have some bad news."
"Is someone hurt?" I asked apprehensively.
"No sweetie. But the airport got snowed in. And the weather is only getting whiter. The officials say the airport may be closed for a few weeks because a snow squall hit and damaged some of the supports."
"So I can't come home?" I asked with a sinking feeling.
"I'm afraid not with the way it looks. I'm sorry baby."
"It's alright. I'll just stay here. Hey, what about Grandma? Is she coming down there?"
"No, I'm afraid not. She'll just have to stay at the home this year."
"But Mom, she lives for this time of year!"
"I know!" Mom was beginning to sound a little stressed. "But honey, we can't get a plane down here and a car would be too trying especially with roads as bad as they are, you know how she is."
"I know. It's okay. Sorry." I said a little distantly.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm a little disappointed I can't make it, but when the snow clears and they take planes again or the roads clear I'll come visit."
"Thank you honey. I'm sorry we can't be together for Christmas." I thought I could hear an edge of a sob in her voice.
"Don't worry Mom, there's a few students staying here, they'll keep me company, I'll be fine."
"Okay. I love you."
"I love you too. Bye." I waited until she hung up to put the phone down. I sighed heavily.
I went up the stairs and knocked on Julian's door.
"Yeah mom. What?" He looked curiously at me.
"How do you feel about staying here with Jamie for the Holidays?"
"REALLY?!" He jumped up and down, which, considering, was pretty high.
"Yeah, really, don't make holes in the ceiling now."
"I gotta go tell Jamie. JAMIE!" He ran off to go find his friend. I shook my head in amusement. I heard him tell Jamie loudly about how he was staying and heard both of them cheering. It made me smile.
A sudden blaring of music made me jump a couple feet in the air as Ray turned up the music on his stereo to fit the occasion.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Ev'rywhere you go;
Take a look in the five-and-ten, glistening once again
With candy canes and silver lanes aglow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,
Toys in ev'ry store,
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be
On your own front door.
A pair of hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots
Is the wish of Barney and Ben;
Dolls that will talk and will go for a walk
Is the hope of Janice and Jen;
And Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Ev'rywhere you go;
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well,
The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas;
Soon the bells will start,
And the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing
Right within your heart.
"TURN THAT DOWN!" Mr. Logan roared from the first floor. The stereo quickly died. I laughed into my hand, so Mr. Logan wouldn't think I was laughing at him.
I thought to myself as I walked back to my room to unpack. I always liked Grandma. She loved being with the family, though most of the time my older siblings ignored her and the younger ones stayed away because they were afraid of her. And my parents were always busy. But is wasn't right that she would be all alone for Christmas.
Not right at all.
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It's beginning to look like Christmas!
Cassius will take the reviews!