This is a Christmas oneshot that I did by MYSELF. I think Angel may or may not have added changes. Hope not. I didn't have any help from the other two people, and I think it's kinda cute. Right, guys?

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December 24th, 1994 (I added this part so it makes more sense, and yes, it rhymes!)

Twas Christmas Night, everyone was having a good time.

Even Danny Fenton, for he was four and loved a good ryhme.

He was playing with his mother, in his hand a red car.

Neither of them noticed a limo from afar.

This was the story about how he began to hate Christmas.

And how he grew to hate the December 24th goodness.

"Danny, dear. Look what I got you!" Madeline Fenton gave Danny a shiny new red car. The little boy squeaked with happiness and hugged the red car with affection.
He smiled and gave his mom a tight hug. Danny was four at the time, and he was currently in his red little Santa coat. On top was a cute little Santa hat.

"I luv you mommy" Maddie smiled with warm affection as they both embraced themselves even tighter. 7 year old Jazz Fenton climbed down the stairs, holding a blue wrapped-up present. "Here you go, Danny." She smiled.

"Wuz tis?" Danny quickly tore apart the blue wrapping paper and opened the boy containing his gift. He squealed with eager and excitement at the object right in front of him. It was a model rocket, red and white with small spaced out windows. It even contained two model astronauts inside, which made Danny curious.

"It's a rocket, Danny. They go into sky and out of Earth." Jazz explained, wrapping her arm around her brother and the other arm gesturing to the small toy. He smiled and hugged his sister. "Tanks Sissy" Maddie, Jazz, and Danny all laughed at the small nickname.

"Hey, Danny-boy and Jazz-erincess! Look, I brought eggnog!" Jack ran from the kitchen door and brought out a large bowl filled with the creamy white liquid. Danny laughed and cupped his hands together so that he could ladle some of the eggnog and put it in his mouth.

"Danny, no! Bad Manners!" Jazz slapped Danny's hands apart before he could finish, spilling some of the left-over eggnog in his hands towards her shirt. She looked appalled and humored at the same time. They all just laughed instead of getting angry.

"Mommy, tank yu for the bwue car" Danny held out the red car in front of his mom. "Danny it's a red car. Say it with me. Red. Car." She said slowly so Danny could understand as much as possible. "Reed car," He said pointing to the red car, smiling.

"Jassy, hoo they are?" The four-year-old boy asked, pointing to the little astronauts that can be spotted in the see-through window. "They're Astronauts, Danny. They drive the rocket."

"They go into the sky?" Danny asked, pointing up. Jazz nodded. "I wanna be an astonut!" He exclaimed excitedly, now playing with his rocket excitedly.

"Well, work hard, go to school, and maybe you'll be proud to wear the Fenton name some day!" Jack messed with Danny's hair affectionately. He laughed and slapped his dad's hand away from his hand gently.

He loved Christmas. It was his favorite time of the year. Until this day. This time. They all heard a knock on the door. Jack went to the door and thrust it open. And it all happened because of one person.

"Vladdy!"