Authoress' Note: I wish I owned Darren Shan Saga but I don't sobs Why must you make me feel so terrible Shan?! Why?! You know I don't have talent!
Authoress is dragged away by a mob of Darren Shan characters and is thrown off the mountain
Darren: Sorry for that - Enjoy and Merry Christmas
December the 23rd – 7:00pm
Okay so it wasn't perfect but it was still Christmas, right? At least they were making an effort, right? Mr Crepsley had the turkey covered and hopefully he'd get the stuffing from his hair by New Year. Darren shuddered at what would happen if he didn't (Mr Crepsley had turned Emo when most of said remaining strands either turned green or fell out with Vancha's 'hair treatment')... But at least he wasn't as bad as Evra...
And speaking of the snake- umm... person? Well, Evra had been assigned decorating and well... Darren had to put on sunglasses to even go near the living room and that was through an eight inch black, steel door that the vampires had put up! At least the little girl who was looking at it through the window was only temporarily blind.
"Darren! Darren!" Arra cried out. Staying for Christmas was definitely the worst decision she had made all year. If she ever made it through the next forty-eight hours alive she would kill Darren – a reindeer costume was so not her. The next person on her hit list was Vancha and his godforsaken shurikens... Why was he so persistently annoying?
"Yes Arra?" Darren sighed. Currently he was helping Harkat set the table.
"Tell Vancha to stop shooting shurikens at my tail! It's fluffy enough!" she wailed.
Darren sighed again. "Vancha behave yourself and kindly STOP harassing Arra and the other ladies who are going to arrive in a couple of hours!"
Vancha growled at the young prince – why did everyone have to be so 'gentlemanlike' ALL THE TIME! Finally he relented and went off to scare... ahem... help Mr Crepsley in the kitchen.
With Vancha out of the way, Arra went back to pinning up holly around the doors. She sighed with relief as the household went back to it's loud banging, annoying, out of tune and timing carols and the yelling of vampires hurting themselves / hurting each-other/ destroying things... the list was endless but at least it was normal.