Chapter one:
Once upon a time there was a city named Peach creak.
It was a usually happy city where people would go about their days living their lives… That was until you came to a certain house owned by a rather rich man…
"Hahaha! Money! Money!" Coins are thrown into the air. "Glorious money!" Laughter fills the room.
This is the house of a man named Eddy and he is rather obsessed with his money but he was seen as the town grouch.
The only person willing to work as his assistant is a man named Kevin. He wears torn and worn clothes unlike Eddy who wears finely made clothes. He may not fully like his boss but it was a job which meant that it was better than nothing. He worked long shifts for low pay but it gave him money. He does quite a bit of work while Eddy mostly sits there counting his money. He works in one of the coldest of rooms with only the fire of the stove to keep him warm since the room was once a kitchen though Eddy had it moved of course. He is right now making sure that the contracts with Eddy's production companies are up to date. He turns to the clock in the room. "Fifteen more minutes." He gets up and heads to the stove he is leaving open to help with the heat of the room. He adds just a little more coal to keep it going for a bit longer. He heads back to his desk to finish up what he was working on eagerly waiting for his shift to be over. "Come on. Just a little bit longer." He says to himself as he keeps writing with his black feathered quill. He finishes and sets the scroll to the side to let the ink dry. He turns to the clock and brightens. He quickly puts the things away as best as he can and puts out the stove. He grabs the scroll that needs to dry and goes to Eddy. He comes over finding the other counting money that he had picked up.
"Nine hundred forty two." Eddy says as Kevin reaches his desk.
Kevin places the scroll on Eddy's desk making him stop counting his money only to look over with one hand hovering about to place another coin on the stack.
"What are you doing?" Eddy questions sharply.
"It's your contract. My shift is done." Kevin says. "Just let it dry." He turns to leave.
"I expect to see you tomorrow morning." Eddy says turning to his stack of money about to add another coin.
Kevin stops with one hand reaching towards the doorknob to leave. He looks back. "What!?" He questions. "But Christmas is tomorrow!" He protests.
Eddy's hand jolts knocking down the stack of coins making them spill everywhere. "NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID!" He shouts gesturing to the mess.
"I can't work tomorrow." Kevin says. "It's Christmas."
Eddy sighs rubbing the bridge of his nose. "That stupid supposed holiday?" He groans. "Well if you want to miss that day and go-"
"Thank you!" Kevin leaves smiling and rushing off hurrying along the snow pathways to get home.
Eddy glares at the front door as Kevin closes it behind himself. "That boy." He grumbles. "He seriously is into that holiday?" He turns back to his coins still glaring. "It's nothing more than an excuse to not do anything. No money making. Nothing!" He begins gathering the coins. "Just a useless waste of time." He begins counting again after a sigh. He stops when he begins yawning. "Time for bed." He gets up and heads upstairs to his chambers. He changes into a blue silk top and bottom before climbing into his grand bed. He snuggles under the warm quilt and closes his eyes. "Sweet sweet dreams of money." He mummers as he drifts off. He later groans as some kind of light shines upon his eyes. He blinks his eyes open and sits up. "Oh what now!?" He demands only to get up.
The light moves closer causing Eddy to squint until it fades revealing a boy standing there.
"Hey!" Eddy gets up. "Who are you?!"
The boy smiles. He has a brace ring, magenta eyes, a blue sweater with white pants as well as a black belt and his shoes are a nice black colour. "I am the spirit of Christmas past."
"Yeah yeah you lunatic." Eddy rolls his eyes. "Just get out of my house so I can go back to bed." He turns and heads towards his bed wanting to go back to sleep.
"It seems you lost your Christmas spirit." The boy claiming to be the spirit of Christmas past says.
"Yeah yeah. Bahumbug I really don't care." Eddy grabs the blanket but stops when spoken to again.
"Then you do need a reminder. Don't you?" The boy says.
Eddy spins around glaring at the boy. "Look. I don't know just who you think you are. Whatever it is that you said." He stalks over to the other. "But get out of my house!" He swings a punch only for it to go through. He stands there eyes wide as he stares at his fist that has gone right through the boys chest.
The boy glances down at Eddys arm. "Oh you foolish boy. You can't harm a spirit."
In shock Eddy slowly pulls his hand out of the boys chest. "Y-You're real!" He gasps clenching and unclenching his hand a few times. He looks wide eyed at the boy.
"Of course I am!" The boy places his hands on his hips. "Now you don't want to make me angry." He reaches out grabbing Eddys arm and begins dragging him towards the window.
"What!? But how!? And where are you taking me?!" Eddy demands.
"Us spirits can make ourselves solid enough to touch humans or so invisible that you could walk right through us." The boy explains.
"Is rather not do that." Eddy says with an unpleased look upon his face. He then blinks in slight fear as the window gets closer. "Hey! Moron! I can't go through objects!" He tries to remind the spirit.
"I know. But with a little Christmas past magic you'll be fine." The boy says smiling and Eddy shuts his eyes expecting to hit a hard wall or glass.
Eddy however doesn't feel anything and cracks an eye open only to see that he's flying over the streets. "WA!" He calls out and turns to the boy still holding him. "What's happening!? Where are you taking me!?" He demands. "Won't people be freaking out!?"
"They can't see us." The boy informs him. "As for where we are going just wait and see."
"Fine. Can I at least have a name to call you by?" Eddy groans through clenched teeth.
"I am the spirit of Christmas past." The boy responds.