Gabriel yawned, walking down the stairs, eyes half open. It was Christmas Eve, and he was sneaking down to put the presents under the tree. Phoenix, even though she was an adult now... well, in Human years, was still a kid really.
They all were.
As he stood before the tree, he snapped his fingers, making the presents appear with a grin- things were so much more easier now Dante hadn't booby trapped the tree... trying to catch Santa.
But just then, Gabriel heard a strange noise coming from the chimney... a scraping sound. He looked up, alarmed, then jumped as a figure clad in red fell from the chimney.
All Gabriel could say, was.
'Santa-?'
Santa looked up, his eyes wide at the angel. The he stood up and brushed the soot of his red coat, then looked back. 'Gabriel.' He smirked.
Gabriel blinked now, then said. 'Are you really Santa-?'
Santa nodded, turning away and picking up a cookie left by big kid Nixxy.
'Well... not really Gabriel, but I can't exactly call myself an angel either.'
Gabriel raised an eyebrow. 'Look dick- Santa or not, I'm not afraid to strangle you with a piece of tinsle.' Santa laughed, shaking his head. 'Oh you angels always make me laugh! The last guy I met- think his name was Zacharia, almost made me cry laughing.'
Gabriel scowled- Zachy boy was funnier than him? No candy cane in Hells chance.
'How do I know you're really Santa?' He asked, starting to smirk. Santa sighed. 'The hat? The coat-? You want a date with Rudolph?' Gariel raised an eyebrow again. 'Bright red nose? Nah, sorry- Sarahs got one at the moment... ill at Christmas.'
Santa inclined his head. 'You've been a very naughty boy... so no candy for you.'
Gabriels mouth fell open.
'How dare you-!'
Santa laughed now, reaching into his sack and pulling out presents for everyone. 'Gabriel... I heard all about you many years ago...' He raised an eyebrow. 'Mary?'
Gabriel shifted uncomfortably. 'Hey! Now that wasn't my fault! Chick came onto me! I didn't do anything!'
St. Nick nodded his head slowly. 'Sure (!) And you were the great O' Mighty Messenger that told Mary Magdalene she was having the Saviour of the World?'
Gabriel shrugged. 'Hey- who do ya think you are? I was playing by Daddy-o's rules back then...'
Santa nodded again. 'Of course you were (!)'
Gabriel was scowling now- that Mary chick had been hot... but he was under pretty strict orders.
Unless he wanted to end up the same was as Lucy-Lou, then he was wise to heed the warnings.
He suddenly grabbed Santas beard and pulled- it had to be fake, someone pretending to be Santa... Santa couldn't be real! He'd never ever had a present in his stocking!
Hell, Santa... if he existed, Gabriel had never been told or enlightened.
Santa was defo on his "hit list"
'Oww!' Santa yelled, trying to push the archangel away and failing, causing them to trip into the tree, knocking it over and smashing a good few ornaments.
The lights switched on to reveal wide eyed Sarah, Lyra and all the others. The stared in disbelief at the sight-
Gabriel sat on top of Santa... looking like he was trying to pull his beard off.
Sammael sniggered, then raised an eyebrow. 'Having fun there (?) Sure there's nothing you need to tell Sarah?'
Gabriel got off, glaring at the man with narrowed eyes.
Santa stood up now, brushing himself off and rubbing his chin.
But then he smirked, and Gabriels glare deepened.
'Jasper!'
Once again, the family stared as Gabriel grabbed his son as he turned back, then hit him over the head with a filled stocking that was Scarletts. He ducked, then chucked baubles back at him, vanishing. Gabriel vanished too.
Lyra sighed, turning back to Sammael.
'God I need a drink... this family is insane...'
Only 1 hour, 55 mins until Xmas here in the UK:D Woopwoop! And heres the Help Xmas special! Jasper is Santa... what a pervert. Have a good Christmas everybody! X Nicola
