Twas the night before Christmas

Quiet was the manor since

Not a creature was stirring

Not even the prince

Boots were hung

In the dining room with care

For hopes an old fat man would come

Only if he dare

The assassins were sleeping

Sprawled drunk on their beds

While visions of Guardians losing

Played in their heads

And Squalo in a nightgown (bad images)

And I with a gun

Were laying in a huge ass bed

All our jobs had been done

When from out my window

The air did noise pollute

I grumbled and got up

To find out who I was to shoot

Away to the window

I angrily went

Shattered it with a shot

My rage I did vent

The moon shining

On newly fallen snow

Giving light of mid-day

To all us below

When what did appear

To me through fog that was shallow

But a tiny sled

And…wait eight marshmallows?

With a white haired driver

A creeper, that breaker of laws

I just knew, dreadfully

"Fuck, it's Byaku-claus…"

Quicker than a guy running from Luss

His sweet treats came

And he chuckled and giggled

And called them by name:

"Now Shoi-chan, now Spanner

Now Gamma and Zakuro

On, Bluebell! On, Kikyou!

On, Rasiel and Torikabuto!

To the top of the kitchen

To the top of the wall,

Get me some sweets

And dash away all!"

Like Tsuna shot by Reborn

The sled did fly

Landing not very gracefully

It dropped from the sky

With a loud thud

Their sled met the roof

I knew if the others heard them

They'd all go poof

When I heard from above

The sound of feet

'Oh fuck,' I thought,

'He'll steal all the treats.'

I went to the dining room

To kill him right there

He fell down the chimney

I threw him a glare

He was dressed all in fur

From his head from his foot

Yet his clothes were all clean

No sign of any soot

His face was pale

He gave me a grin

Making me wonder

Why I even let the idiot come in

Part of his team

Was stuck in his teeth

And around his neck

Was our outside wreath

He waved and turned

To go about his work

Unaware though it be night

Dangers still lurked

I sat on the couch

Waiting to see

As suddenly Byaku-claus got stabbed

With an "Ushishishi~"

He pulled out the knives

And tutted his tongue

Then like a wild cat

The pervert then sprung

Knocking down Bel

Who out of bed

Fran stood by the door

No frog hat upon his head

Lussuria came out

To see what was the matter

And screamed like a girl

As blood did splatter

"We need a mop,"

Said little green Fran.

"If you pay me," said Mammon,

"I'll play cleaning man."

Levi came running

To see if I was alright

Seeing Byaku-claus bleeding

Gave him quite the fright

So we stuffed him in the basement

We didn't really care

If the pervert woke up

And gave the underlings a scare

And shooting the ceiling

I made the idiots go to sleep

They ran off to take

Some naps that were deep

And going back to bed

I laid down on the sheets

I noticed the sleigh

Slip down onto the street

And so with that

The story has been read

"Go the fuck away

Or you all will be dead."


Veneziano: Ha! Tis The Night Before Christmas was a hit so I made a sequel this year, involving the Varia! I hope you enjoyed it! ^x^
Bel: Ushishishi, stabbing Santa is fun X)