Woosh, I bring you various Tryan Christmas oneshots, all about, or close to Christmas. Without further ado,

We're Tryan This Christmas


Christmas was always Sharpay's favorite time of year. The presents, the shopping, and not to mention, the presents. All neatly wrapped under the tree with big red bows. The bigger the boxes, the better.

As for Ryan, he could care less about the presents. All he truly loved about the holiday was baking cookies with his mom. They made seven different cookie shapes each year—one for each member of the family. A duck shaped cookie, to represent him; a kitten, to represent Sharpay; a lamb for mommy; and a lion for daddy; and a dog shaped cookie for him and Sharpay's puppy, Patches, and of course, the last two cookies for Santa—Santa shaped, of course.

However, right now all he could do was dream of the cookies, seeing as he was stuck at his stupid school Christmas party—did kindergarten really need a party for every random holiday? He asked himself as Sharpay pranced around in her new sparkly Christmas dress trying to get the "hottest" boy in class to go with her under the mistletoe—like her daddy does to her mommy.

She was failing, but she didn't mind, the chase was fun none the less. Ryan on the other hand sat quietly at his seat, not interacting with any of the children at the horrible excuse of a party. He sat at the table with his cup of fruit punch swinging his legs back and forth, tugging on his mom's shirt, asking if it were time to go.

She sighed and shooed him away to go play with some of the other kids in his class. He frowned walking towards the group where his sister was sitting. "Hi Ryry!" She chirped, motioning him to sit next to her. He did as he was instructed. "We're playing duck,duck, goose! Wanna play?" She asked him, and answered for him"Of course you do! My turn!"

Sharpay started skipping around the circle, tapping people on the head."Duck, duck, duck, duck, GOOSE!" She shouted, as she tapped Ryan's head. She giggled chasing Ryan around the class room, and Ryan rather enjoyed it until he tripped over his untied shoelace.

His face automatically turned red, face scrunching up, as he sat there on the ground crying. The sound of the other children was too loud to hear the cry of the young boy, so he sat there helpless until another little boy saw him sitting there alone.

"What's wrong?" The little boy asked him. Ryan recognized him as Troy, the boy his sister wanted to marry.

"I tripped," He sobbed harder, "and I can't get up. I think my legs broked." The little boy looked at Ryan confused then reached out his hand. "I can help you up." He said as Ryan gripped his hand, and was pulled to his feet.

"Here." The little brown boy said, handing him a candy cane with a ribbon tied around it. "It was apposed to be for Sharpay, since she said boyfriends do that sort of thing, but you're nicer anyways, and deserve it more. You're not bossy."

"Thanks, but I don't got a present for you, unless.." he went over to his sisters cubby, pulling out the chocolate bar she was going to give him. "Here, just don't tell her I took it." He handed over the chocolate bar. "Merry Christmas Troy."

"Merry Christmas Ryan."

Ryan beamed. Maybe, just maybe he could get a liking to this Christmas thing in school.