((A/N: Hey! I'm sorry for not updating anything! I really am! I want to, but I've got writers block.. for the last 2 months... But I had the sudden urge to write an x-mas fic! Hopefully I'll actually finish all 12 chapters on time, but if not…. Oh well. This first chapter really... sucks. The next one will be TONS better, i promise! And longer! Please don't hurt me...
disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia or anything else.))
It was Christmas time in the Tales of Symphonia house hold. Presents were heaped in a pile under the tree. Family and friends had thrown all their jackets on Yuan's bed and Zelos was so wasted on eggnog he couldn't see the difference between socks and wine glasses.
Kratos was back from outer space, (I pause here to let you all sing the line from I will Survive "And now you're back! From outer space! I just walked into to see you there with-" you get the point) and Mithos had been life bottled on the promise he wouldn't try to kill anyone.
Holly was stung, stockings were hung and Sheena had burnt all the mistletoe in an act of being horribly mean to the redheaded ex-chosen. Yes it was a wonderful time of the year for a party, and since the world had been saved and everyone was living that happily ever after (that we all know would only last a hundred years or so before the next disaster struck and by that time only six of the heroic nine would probably be alive, that is if the ones with Cruxis Crystals kept them on and used the life prolonging benefit).
The crew had come to the now empty Flanoir Renegade base, seeing as it was the only place big enough to house them all in a winter atmosphere. Yuan was none to happy about this, since it meant having to house a bunch of rowdy teens for twelve days. But Kratos had bribed him with a year's supply of hair conditioner, so at least his hair would be silky smooth.
Let the twelve days begin!
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a Renegade in a palm tree.
"Raine? Have you seen my wooden swords?"
"No Lloyd. I don't keep track of your old weaponry. Are you sure they didn't get donated to that new Obsessed About Lloyd Museum?" Raine stared at her book, paying no real attention to the boy, who was tearing apart the store room around her.
"No, I made sure to keep them in case I needed them, like right now!"
"And why do you need them?" Raine asked with a sigh, knowing very well the answer would be part of some idiotic plan.
"Me and Genis want to smash open the piñata we made. You know, in the name of Christmas spirit?"
"Where the hell did you guys get the talent to make a piñata?"
"Well, we found Zelos passed out on the stairs, so he covered him in tissue paper and hung him from the living room rafters."
Raine held out her staff, "Here take this."
The dumb one grinned idiotically and grabbed it, running back downstairs.
The half-elf sighed, "All I want for Christmas is some peace and quiet, but nooooo, I get dragged to a two week 'holiday'" She made air quotations, proving that she was indeed quite crazy, sitting in a storage room talking to herself, "With a bunch of insane people, that are so loud and stupid I'm forced to hide in a stupid closet!"
"Join the club."
Raine spun to look into the darkness, trying to find the voice, "Huh?"
A ball of electricity lit up the room, reveling the voice to be…
"Yuan? Why are you hiding here?"
"I always hide here."
"In a palm tree?"
Yes indeed, Yuan was sitting in a fake plastic palm tree reading a dirty romance novel titled 'Hung like Holly', the cover of the said book depicting a Santa clad women draped over a shirtless and very well tanned man.
"Well… umm…" The bluenette looked around nervously.
"Awkward…"
"So…"
"Yeah…"
"The author's really skimping on our dialog isn't she?"
Raine frowned, "Yeah, usually she has some implied joke about the fact we're both in the closet."
"And that I'm reading a dirty girl book."
"And you're in a palm tree, thus referring to the title of the chapter."
"Wanna make out?"
"With you? Hell no!" Raine stormed out of the room, fuming.
"Finally, peace and quiet." Yuan reopened his book, "Oh Holly, why can't you see that Fernandez loves you?"
There was a random snapping sound, "Uh oh, that doesn't sound good…" The branch he'd been sitting on broke and he tumbled on to the hard cement floor.
((Wow, what a crappy ending… oh well, 11 chapters left. Hope you stay tuned in! Oh and here are your reading presents! –hands out Zelos shaped candy canes- ))
