Chapter One: Christmastime is Here

So, we last left off with the gang reminiscing about all the memories of their time together. It has been two-ish weeks since then, and here are some things that have happened.

Tom and Leslie adopted a new kitten named Mittens (don't ask, it was Danny's idea). She was black with white paws, and everyone loved her to death (including Marvin).

Carolyn and Danny broke up, got back together, broke up again, and were back together once more. Talk about confusing.

Harry's birthday had gone fairly smoothly. Everyone treated him like a king, and Annabella bought him six presents. He was pretty happy about it all.

And, now, it's Christmas Eve (the day after Harry's birthday).

Tom and Leslie were in charge of cooking all the yummy Christmas food for many reasons. First, the only thing that Danny and Ellie could make was pizza. Dougie burned everything, as did Annabella. Harry was lazy, and so was Carolyn. But, Tom and Leslie were happy to be the ones cooking. They didn't really want to get food poisoning on Christmas. The rest of the gang was watching "Rudolph" in the Living Room.

"TIME TO EAT, FREAKS!" Leslie yelled from the kitchen. "HARRY, SET THE TABLE!"

"FINE!" Harry screamed back.

Dougie just rolled his eyes and laid back down. Ellie stroked his forehead and then kicked Danny so that she could get up. Typical day at the McFly residence, if you ask me.

"Wow, this looks great, Les," Annabella said as she sat beside Harry at the table.

"Six hours sure does pay off," Tom replied, smiling at Leslie as he helped her carry things in from the kitchen. "Wait… goddamn, I just spent six hours cooking."

Leslie walked over and kissed his cheek. "I've very proud of you, darling."

And, so, they all sat down to eat.

"Ugh, this food is too good," Dougie groaned, leaning back in his chair. "I want more, but I think I'll end up puking if I take a fifth serving."

"You ate four servings?" Ellie looked at him with disgust. "You're going to get fat, and I'm going to laugh. You hear me? Ha ha ha."

Dougie laughed. "You know you would still love me if I was fat."

"Sadly, yes," Ellie replied.

They were all talking and laughing, and just enjoying everything that life had to offer.

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"IT'S CHRISTMAS!" Dougie screamed the next morning, running into Tom's room and jumping up on the sleeping couple. "IT'S CHRISTMAS! GET UP, LAZYBONES! I WANT TO OPEN MY PRESENTS!"

"Ugh," Leslie groaned, snuggling closer to Tom.

"You better get used to this," he explained. "It happens every year."

Dougie crawled under the covers beside Leslie. "Leslie, oh dearest ex-girlfriend but best mate of mine, can you please convince your boyfriend to wake up so that we can go open presents?"

Leslie kissed Tom's neck. "Dear, let's just go. I don't really enjoy being squished between my boyfriend and my ex-boyfriend."

"Yeah, I can imagine that would be awkward," Tom sat up and stretched his arms above his head. "Alright, Doug, go wake up the rest of the gang. I'll make us some pancakes, and THEN we can open presents. Okay?"

"YAY!" Dougie screamed, running out of the room.

"Every year?" Leslie asked.

"Every year," Tom replied.

About ten minutes later, after an insanely quick round of pancakes (Tom is a cooking genius), everyone sat down in the living room. Dougie was bouncing up and down with excitement, and Ellie was just laughing.

"Alright, Doug, you get first pick," Tom said, settling himself on the couch next to Leslie.

Things were all good.

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