Welcome all and a Merry Christmas!
Savio: Bah Humbug!
Blowhole: Talk about a Scrooge during the Holidays.
Savio: I hate Christmas! It's cold, everyone's too happy and it makes me sick!
Blowhole: Should we get you a lump of coal for your stocking?
*rolls eyes* Uh… enjoy the story…
*SMACK*
Blowhole: Ow! Chey! Savio hit me!
*sighs*
Chapter 1: The Warning
Savio was sitting in his habitat, his baby blanket wrapped around him to prevent from getting cold. He hated winter and he hated Christmas. It was too cold to go outside. He knew that if he left his habitat he would get sick. So staying inside was his only option. He hissed as one of the zoo keepers was decorating the reptile house for the holidays. The worker looked at him.
"What? You got a problem with Christmas?"
Savio just turned his head. He had some bad run in with Christmas and wasn't pleased about it. When the worker left, he went over to a rock and pushed it to the side. There was a hole underneath it. He stuck his tail in it and pulled a picture out. It was a picture of a viper, his uncle Joe, who died seven years ago to that very day.
"Ah, Uncle Joe, you died seven years ago on this day." He chuckled, "Ah, I remembered when you stole from the small and fed on the big, what good times. But that was all in the past."
He put the picture back and pulled the rock over it. Savio turned his head to see Hans and Clemson coming in. He hissed. He stuck his tail out of the air vent, tapped the numbers on the key pad and slithered out of his habitat.
"Merry Christmas Savio!"
"Bah Humbug."
"But Savio it's Christmas Eve, cheer up!" Hans smiled.
"What do you two want?"
"We just wanted to give this Christmas Wreath." Clemson told him, holding the wreath up. It had a big red bow on it. The lemur handed it to him.
"And inviting you over to a Christmas dinner." Hans told him.
Savio perked up a bit.
"Are you going to have roasted mice?"
"Ja,"
"And plum pudding and Ham covered in butter and yams?"
"Ja! Ja!"
"And roasted chestnuts that we're going to open with a nut cracker?"
"Ja! Will you come?"
"Are you an idiot? Do you know what that stuff will do to me? Get out of here and take your stupid wreath with you!" Savio snapped, throwing the wreath at them.
Hans and Clemson ran out of the reptile house. Clemson poked his head in and sat the wreath on the door handle.
"Have a Merry Christmas Savio!"
"And a bah humbug to you too!" Savio snapped as Clemson shut the door.
He slithered back into his habitat and curled into a ball.
"Oh that Hans and Clemson, someone should lock those two up."
"Um… uh… Savio?"
Savio turned his head to see Crown, the mouse that worked for the Hobokeners.
"What is it Crown?"
"I-I-I just brought your l-lunch…" the mouse squeaked.
"Very good. Just leave it next to the habitat."
"Y-Yes sir… uh Savio sir?"
"What?"
"Since tomorrow's Christmas I was hoping that I could get half a day off?"
"Fine, but I'm taking half a day worth, got that?"
"Yes sir."
"Now get out so I can eat."
Crown nodded and ran out of the habitat. Savio had taken the food that Crown had left and pulled a rat out. The rat squirmed inside Savio's tail.
"Hello snack." Savio grinned and drop it in his mouth.
After he was done eating, he settled in his habitat, almost falling asleep.
"Savio…" a voice moaned.
Savio sat up, looking around.
"Wh-who's there?" he asked, looking around.
He saw a face in the window and screamed.
"Ahh!"
The boa ran over to the large log that in his habitat and grabbed a stick. He lifted the stick above his head and it leaned against the top of his head.
"H-Hello?" He asked.
"Savio…"
Savio looked around.
"Savio…"
Savio looked up to see a ghost viper in chains in front of him.
"Ahh! G-get back!" Savio exclaimed, swinging the stick around.
The ghost ducked.
"Hey! Knock it off!" he exclaimed. "Nephew, it's me!"
Savio stopped and looked at him.
"Uncle Joe? B-b-but you're dead…"
"Yes, but I have come to warn you dear nephew."
"Warn me?"
"Yes. Remember when I stole from the small and fed off the big?"
"Oh yes! And you were the greatest at it too!" Savio smiled.
"Yes," Uncle Joe smiled; he then frowned and shook his head. "I mean no! Because of my selfish ways I had wear these chains for the rest of eternity!"
The chains wrapped around Savio's neck.
"I'm doomed! Doomed!" Uncle Joe exclaimed, pulling the chains, causing Savio to choke. "And you will too if you're not careful."
"But Uncle Joe…"
"Don't but me Nephew, you must changes your ways by tonight, or you'll end up like me."
"But why do I have to…"
"Listen to me nephew; you will be visited by three spirits tonight."
"Sp-spirits?" Savio echoed.
"Yes, farewell nephew…" Uncle Joe replied, fading away.
"Wait! Uncle Joe, tell me more about these spirits!"
"Farewell Nephew…." The ghostly snake disappeared.
Savio gulped as he put the stick up. He looked around his habitat to see if there were any more ghosts. He sighed and curled up against a rock.
"Spirits… bah… I probably just imagined the whole thing." He told himself.
He pulled his baby blanket over him and rested his head on the coils. He pulled out his pacifier and stuck in his mouth, sucking on it. And gently fell asleep.
Savio: *shudders* Ghosts… I am not watching anything about Ghosts for a while.
Blowhole: Ghosts aren't real.
Yes they are! That's like saying Santa isn't real!
Blowhole: I have proof that he exists, ghost don't leave proof and I haven't seen one.
Savio: *turns to readers* Review.
