Yes, yes. I AM making one for each holiday. And yes, Envy gets tortured in every one (I can't WAIT for Easter!). So, from the top of my head, I give you "New Year's Who?".
As the sun lay beneath the horizon, Envy, the greenish-black haired, violet eyed Homunculus, was thinking about his HORRIBLE hell of a Christmas, secluded in his room. The days following the previous incident were normal: taking down decorations, having Sloth's excuse for 'hot chocolate', throwing up because of said 'hot chocolate'. He was still shaken by that.
But today, everyone was acting weird again, and Envy truly thought he had gone mental. The sins were dressing up again, and MORE damn decorations hung from every wall. As thoughts to why this all was happening ran through the head of this particular Homunculus, Greed slammed the door off of its hinges. Envy idly looked at his clock, which read 11:55 p.m.
"Heya, Envy! Why don'tcha take a look down stairs?" slurred out Greed, visibly drunk beyond belief.
Envy just stared at Greed like he was a kidnapper and slowly backed into a corner. He didn't want to be involved in any more 'Holidays of Hell'. Greed slowly made his way over to where the other Homunculus was cowering. Reaching out, he grabbed Envy by the forearm and literally dragged him down the stairs.
When they reached the largest room downstairs, it was 11:59 p.m. All lights were turned off, and Greed swayed where he was, still holding on to Envy's arm. As the seconds ticked to 12 'o clock, five of the sins popped out of nowhere and yelled,
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"
Greed rocked backwards, and said,
"Haaaaapy New Year…" and soon fell backwards unconscious.
Confetti was thrown, and everybody, excluding Envy and Greed, started drinking heavily. The greenish-black haired Homunculus just stood there, board. That was Envy's first actual New Year of which he new about. And he hated it with a passion. The other five had apparently drunken too much, therefore they were out cold for the rest of the night. Envy's job: to drag all six upstairs, one-by-one. Envy never forgot that labor filled holiday, and swore on his existence that he would one day make them all suffer. Suffer long and painfully.
Wow. I wrote this all before New Year. Short, but I am DEAD tired.
