The
Twelve Days of Christmas
Authors Note: G'day! Well umm...Christmas songs of Tortall. I was eating
candy canes and it struck me...we where out of candy canes and…I should write
something Christmassy! So I did. This one is the Twelve Days of Christmas.
Oh, and I
know Christmas don't exist in Tortall and you all know, but the people
from Tortall don't know so lets just not tell them, OK?
Disclaimer: I don't own the original Twelve Days of Christmas song or
any characters. Tamora Pierce and some other people do.
Lord Wyldon taps his conductor's stick on his music stand and coughs to get
everyone's attention. When that doesn't work he bellows "QUIET!!!!"
Then continues in a normal voice. "Thank you. Now, from the top and with
feeling this time! OK, and…"
All the POTS characters start singing.
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me a big old sword to wack
things just for me.
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Two horses
stomping "Get off my feet!!"
And a big old sword to wack things just for me
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Three sparrows
singing. Tweet Tweet SCREECH!!!
Two horses stomping
And a big old sword to wack things just for me.
On the forth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Four breaches
ripping. "Oh my lady your pants!!"
Three sparrows singing
Two horses stomping
And a big old sword to wack things just for me.
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Five sexy best
friends. He he he, Green eyes...
Four breaches ripping
Three sparrows singing
Two horses stomping
And a big old sword to wack things just for me.
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Six fights
with bullies. *Cracking knuckles*
Five sexy best friends
Four breaches ripping
Three sparrows singing
Two horses stomping
And a big old sword to wack things just for me.
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Seven ugly
dogs. Bark! Wolf! Meow!
Six fights with bullies
Five sexy best friends
Four breaches ripping
Three sparrows singing
Two horses stomping
And a big old sword to wack things just for me.
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Eight pet
naming red heads. "My Dove."
Seven ugly dogs
Six fights with bullies
Five sexy best friends
Four breaches ripping
Three sparrows singing
Two horses stomping
And a big old sword to wack things just for me.
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Nine Jorens
sneering. Mmmmm…nine Jorens...
Eight Pet naming red heads
Seven ugly dogs
Six fights with bullies
Five sexy best friends
Four breaches ripping
Three sparrows singing
Two horses stomping
And a big old sward to wack things just for me.
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Ten griffins
bighting. *Scream* Get it off!
Nine Jorens sneering
Eight Pet name calling red heads
Seven ugly dogs
Six fights with bullies
Five sexy best friends
Four breaches ripping
Three sparrows singing
Two horses stomping
And a big old sword to wack things just for me.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Eleven suits
of armour. "Can't walk...too heavy!"
Ten griffins bighting
Nine Jorens sneering
Eight Pet name calling red heads
Seven ugly dogs
Six fights with bullies
Five sexy best friends
Four breaches ripping
Three sparrows singing
Two horses stomping
And a big old sword to wack things just for me.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Twelve Lady Knights. "Better then men Knights…"
Eleven suits of armour
Ten griffins bighting
Nine Jorens sneering
Eight Pet name calling red heads
Seven ugly dogs
Six fights with bullies
Five sexy best friends
Four breaches ripping
Three sparrows singing
Two horses stomping
And a big old sword to wack things just for me.
Juuuuuuuust
Foooooooooooooorrrrrr
Mmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
"Great…" encouraged Wyldon "Just...Cleon, when we sing about
the red head stop making eyes at Mindelan. Queenscove...Really, we did not
write this song and the views of the author are not our own." Kel blushed.
"And everyone, on that last bit could we all go just a little bit higher?
Somewhere at the end of the last 'me' would be nice. Well now you can all go
die of over training. See you all next rehearsal. OK, chop chop of you
go." He says. He mutters to him self, "Please kill me…"
A/N: Well. God? Bad? Tell me!! I NEED TO KNOW!!!!!! Please? Review to tell
me what you think, or to suggest songs or whatever. Imagine nine Jorens*goes
into daydream*...thank you for reading!!!!! Bye.