Way above, in the stars of heaven, the angels watch the earth below. They watch the years flow by, the feel each turning of the sun, and they listen to prayers of the living. From the smallest whisper of a child to the loudest moan of a dying man, they hear it all. And on many occasions, if not all, they answer these prayers. Christmas time, it seemed, was quite the busiest time for them. It was also the most joyous occasion they ever dreamed of. A Christmas prayer you see, was quite a special one. And a Christmas Eve one was treated in the highest regard.
Now on this particular Christmas Eve, none of the Angels expected it to be any different from any other. There were the payers for a sick family member, for many more family gatherings, for a certain toy the next day, the usual things. But on the Christmas Eve on 1965, something was…odd. They've seen a whole town pray for a person before, but never a whole city. New York City was a buzz with prayers, and just for one man. For a certain Gomez Addams.
'PleaseGod,helpDaddyout,itwouldn'tbeChristmaswithouthim.' 'Pleasehelpmylittlenephew,he'shadarockyliferecently,givehimsomestrength.' 'Dearlord,pleasehelpMr.Addams.' 'SaveGomez' And so on and so forth. It was a prayer overload that no angel had ever seen before. Many were discussing how to handle this situation, when another prayer was said. 'Please,GodorGodsorGoddess,whatever.JusthelpmyGomez.Ican'tlosehim,Icouldn'tbareit.Ofallthetimeshe'ssavedme,whycan'tIsavehim?Idon'twanthimtolosehimselfagain.Please.Ilovehimtomuchtoojustlethimgoonlikethis.Justplease!"
"That would be his wife Morticia." Many were surprised, the eldest one of, who never really take part in these decisions, had taken an interest. "Hmm, quite curious, quite curious indeed. Well, no use squabbling over this, I think we need to send one of us down there do we not? So who's the next on the list?" There was murmur till someone cried out "Charles is next!" There were whispers of "Who?" throughout each star. "Ah yes," the eldest exclaimed. "The old cartoonist. Charles, come here!"
One of the smaller and not as brighter stars flew across to the eldest one. "Yes sir?" Charles inquired. "You have another chance my boy to get your wings. By now you've heard of this mysterious Gomez Addams case correct? Well it's going to be your job to help this man." The star twinkled a bit. "Oh thank you sir I'll be right on it!" But before Charles could flutter to earth, the eldest stopped him. "Now hold on now. You need to see this man's past now!" If the stars could blush Charles did. "Ah yes…sorry I got ahead of my self!" The eldest angel smiled a bit. "Now let me tell you about Mr. Gomez Addams…"
Hey howdy hey yall! Did you enjoy? Any who, don't think I've abandoned poor Allie. Her stories coming don't worry. So don't worry! But I wanted to make a Christmas story and I love "It's a Wonderful Life" its my favorite Christmas movie. So today, while I was eating a sandwich, I got this idea! Anyways, is everyone having a nice holiday? Breaks coming soon! Woot! …oh no I've gotta get shopping!
Bye for now!
~TMD