A Cold and Snowy Evening
It was a cold winter morning, colder than any other, it seems, as Allen Walker smiled, enlightening the world with his sparkly gay beams.
He stepped outside and broke his toe, for his little underage legs were too short for this amount of snow.
He screamed in pain, yelled "I want to be warm!" and flailed so fast he broke his arm.
But there was his savior, supposed to be his foe, who stepped up to him and spoke: "Do I really need to know?"
Little Allen shook his head fiercely, and with that, broke his neck.
Tyki Mikk thought the boy was rather cute, but thought it was too soon to stroke his rack.
He decided to take him home, where there was a bed, and thought this might turn out to be the most fun he ever had.
Allen, cute and innocent as he was, skipped along without realizing the trouble it might cause.
Tyki smirked as he planned his attack, and when done, knocked Allen out with a loud 'Whack!'
That night, things happened that had never happened before, and unknown to the two men, they had solved a war.
Magic happened, with this and that, and Allen realized Tyki was the tenderest lover he had ever had.
They fell in love the first night, they reproduced on the second, but that also brought more trouble than they reckoned.
A few months later, nine, to be exact, Allen had four-hundred babies, though not all as intact.
The first three broke their toes, the rest all an arm, half had their mother's eyes, the others had their father's charm.
Not long after, papa Tyki bought a tree and mother Allen started to bake, for the children spent their first Christmas wide awake.
And what a Christmas it was!
The children ate as much as their tiny stomachs could hold as their parents spent their night remembering their fateful meeting outside in the cold.
The night ended happily, every stomach was filled and both parents knew, next year would be just as successful and peace-filled.
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The moral of this story: to have the best Christmas you've ever had, simply crap out four-hundred babies.
Furthermore: OH MY GOD. I WILL NEVER ATTEMPT TO RHYME EVER AGAIN.
Oh, and I wish you all a merry Christmas and a happy newyear! C: