The White StockingsIt was Christmas morning and Relena was holding a gift from Heero.

The White Stockings

It was Christmas morning and Relena was holding a gift from Heero. It was rapped in gold foil paper, and tied with a green satin ribbon.

"Open it," he urged.

She tore it open like a hawk ripping a mouse. Once the ribbon and paper were gone, the present was exposed. White stockings.

Relena released an ear-shattering scream. Heero promptly covered his ears. "I have to go!" He called out while still covering his throbbing ears.

He then ran out of the house.

She looked again at the stockings, and screamed. She then ran into the hall and sighed with relief, for she had left them in the parlor.

Suddenly, the shrink rapped stockings appeared on the floor at her feet.

"Ahhhh!" She screamed.

She raced up the stairs and threw herself under her big and fancy bed.

"I should be safe here." She whispered to the dust bunnies throwing a tea party under her bed.

She closed her eyes then opened them,-blinking-. And there lay the stockings right in front of her nose.

"Aaaaahhaaaa!" She wailed as she slide herself out from under the bed.

She ran down the long and shiny halls clutching a locket with a picture of Heero in it as sh ran. Her own foot steps haunting her as she ran, but she dare not look back.

She tore into her bathroom, slammed the door shut, and locked it. She then looked around, and much to her relief the stockings were no where in sight.

She climbed into the bath tub and closed the certain. She lay in the tub panting and hugging herself.

"The stockings, they're stocking me!" Relena said quietly to herself.

She stayed quiet for what felt like hours, but really in real life was only about ten minutes including the tome she spent shampooing her hair. She finished her bath and dressed once more, hey, she remembered to put her cloths back on, she's not an idiot.

She unlocked the door with a click.' Then she opened the squeaking door and poked her head out. The stocks where no where in sight. And fall she knew she had imagined the whole thing.

She went down stairs and into her kitchen. She made herself the only thing she knew how, chocolate milk. And it was hot too. She put marshmallows into the cup one. By. One. Plop. Plop. Plop.

She took a sip and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Then! She screamed! There were the stockings no longer in the shrink rap and folded. No, now they were open and holding a boning knife!

She dropped the mug on the floor and it broken into a bunch of pieces. The chocolate splashed on her white dress and her new white shoes.

She screamed. "Dammit! You couldn't at least let me finish drink the stupid hot chocolate!" She said pointing her finger.

The stockings came at her with the knife. She ran with all he might. She knocked over her Christmas tree in hopes that it would slow the white stockings down. But it did not work.
It dropped the knife and it landed on her nice fancy white sofa.

"You'll have to pay for that!" She yelled.

She then screamed again. "Heeeeerooooo!" She yelled.

Those where her last words, for the white stockings rapped around her neck and chocked her.

Two hours later Heero returned with the receipt and a stuffed monkey for Relena. He found her dead, chocked by the white stockings. He just thought she went nuts, never knowing, that the white stockings had stocked and killed Relena.