Author's Note:
Welcome back to "Christmas in the Houses"! In our previous chapter, Ocelott burned down her home and she, Itscartooncookie and Lonely (collectively the Beloved) are on their way to the Ocelot's house! But before we begin, I have to make notice of a few things. First off, in the first chapter, I said this is Amazing Adventure 8. But it's not. That was an error I forgot to edit out. But forgive meh! Aaaannd, responding to some reviews!
TheEnderPickaxe: Thanks! It was originally going to be prose, but then I thought 'Let's add some holiday flair and make the whole thing rhyme!' And, voila!
Taigona: Thanks!
CremeDeLaMeme: I know, right? I'm glad you are all enjoying the rhyming so much!
And now onto the second installment of Christmas in the Houses. Hit it, Crisper!
Crisper: (hits it)
The moon hung high above Beloveds' heads. But Cookie just wished he was back in his bed.
As they drove over the snow-covered road, they wondered just what did their future behold.
The nervousness felt hit a high and a low. Did a funny backflip, still unsettled as so.
The Lonely boy stared out the window with fright, though his plain face hid all his feelings that night.
Itscartooncookie gripped the wheel with a thought. He wondered if he would survive this or not.
But young Ocelotticus, with hopes so high, just crossed her heart and hoped not to die.
When they arrived they stepped out of the car. Young Cookie said,
"Hey! It wasn't so far!"
The little cat-hybrid with bright, yellow shirt went straight to the door in a way so alert.
She knocked and she squealed and she thought it quite quaint that the Ocelot's house was coated with paint!
But that was beside her! The door, it was creaking! The joys, the suspense left the little girl squeaking!
But greeting them there wasn't Gill, or a maiden. Instead stood a grumpy and bad-tempered Aiden.
The instant she saw him, the Ocelott screamed. "This is more than I EVER did dreamed!"
"I burned down my house and I drove in the truck! And now I see Aiden is angry as… as…."
"What do you want?" The mad brunette glared. His eyes were so fearsome, the others got scared.
"Gill's letting us stay here, unlike most civilians."
"Gill invited you here? Well I'm gonna kill him."
"... Kill him?" Cookie asked as his heart plodded. He expected remorse, but Aiden just nodded.
"I told that young man he was on my last nerve. But it seems all my threats had all gone unheard. But I guess it's not annoying as speaking in rhyme. I guess I'll forgive him, so come on inside."
And with that the three quickly walked on in, and Ocelott wanted to feast on their shin!
"There's milk in the fridge and a random broom. If you need me, I'll be in my room. But you should be warned, I'm feeling quite angry. So, scratch that. Don't call me, or you'll be in dangery!"
And with these words the Ocelot left, the Beloved three standing an inch to the left.
Ocelott searched her friends' house with glee, but then she realized she needed to pee.
"I must be departing, I'm quite overloaded! But I must ask somebody where the commode is."
"What's a commode?" The Cookie boy asked. She thought it was funny, and started to laugh.
"A commode is a computer. It has sixty-four! The number I made on my history score!"
I believe that's a Commodore sixty-four, the one at my door.
Without second thought, the cat dashed from the room, knocking down table and randomest brooms.
She rushed down the hall to the room marked for Aiden. She then gave his door a hearty, loud banging.
And no second later did she get her reply, but twasn't from Aiden. Twas from a…
Dank Meme Addict!
"Notchgammit! I've been caught!" Aiden shouted, his credibility lost.
"Aiden, I need to ask you a question? Have you thought of a toilet as aesthetic suggestion?"
Aiden looked at her and thought very hard. "We don't use a toilet. We crap in the yard."
But poor Ocelott couldn't sense his sarcasm, and took all his words as a plain pleonasm.
She ran down the halls with a horrible scream, like someone had greedily eaten her cream.
With no time to lose she dashed right out the door, or would've if she hadn't tripped on the floor.
"Ocelott! Seems you've made quite the mistake! Will you be alright, did you break your face?"
She looked at the Cookie with tears in her eyes. And feeling quite lonely she started to fry.
"I just want to have a big candlelight service!" She shouted with anger, her heart fully flourished.
"But, young Ocelott, did you see what just occurred? Our house is destroyed, don't say one other word!"
Feeling angry, mistreated and utterly doomed, Ocelott walked into somebody's room.
She pulled off the covers and saw sleeping Maya. She smiled and beamed, and finally said,
"Hiya!"
But there was no answer, the girl stayed asleep. And Ocelott stared, herself being a creep.
Feeling quite bored and afraid of the night, she grabbed her and shook her with all of her might!
The screaming and flailing became all too real, and Maya flipped out of her bed with a squeal!
The other girl sat up, a scowl on her face.
"What are you even doing in this place?! Shouldn't you be home with Lonely and Cookie? The way you appeared is quite frankly just spooky."
"I'm here because my former house has burned down. Have you seen my mom? She flies around!"
"... what?"
"Butt. Sorry. It had to rhyme." Ocelott said, obeying the rule each time.
Maya stared at her, an impudent glare. The Christmas spirit was not in the air.
"It's three in the morning, well what did you need? In case you forgot, I was trying to sleep."
"I'll ask you a question. It's rather emphatic. Did you know that Aiden's a Dank Meme Addict?"
Before Maya could answer, the covers! They shifted! They stared at the mattress, too afraid to lift it.
"I started to feel like we weren't alone. My bedroom is haunted by skeleton bones!" And with these last words, Maya quickly departed. But Ocelott knew why. Maya had farted.
Ocelott stared at the mattress with favor. The way the room smelled was not her favorite flavor.
So she rushed out with a silence in her feet. Her happiest daydreams just could not be beat!
She ran to the kitchen and into the fridge, where she grabbed the milk like the troll in the bridge.
She screwed off the cap and poured it all out. And when she was finished she started to pout.
"No milky-milk for Santa Claus!" She started to wail, throwing the gallon jar into the pail.
But something was missing and making her ill. And then, she remembered.
"My boyfriend named Gill!"
Oh, where had he gone? Was he even at home? Or was he freezing in snow, by himself all alone?
She wouldn't allow it, she started to think. And then she remembered the milk in the sink.
She needed to attract her man with the beard. To do so she needed a glass full of beer.
"THE GREAT MINECRAFTIAN LAGER!" She screamed like a front-pager.
"Ocelott, don't say such cruel words! Of all the things you've said, might I add, this is absurd!" Her friend Cookie shouted with anger unfurled.
But lo and behold, the ground began to shake! Was this a herd of children running for cake?
No, dear readers. It was someone much more eager!
Lonely sat staring at her from the wall, but something crashed in, making the boy fall!
In rushed a buff man with hair so black, an Ocelot jacket upon his back.
His face looked scared, and Ocelott knew why. In fact, she felt so bad, she started to fly!
As the hybrid cat flew around the house, Gill looked like he had seen a ghost mouse.
"Where's the Great Minecraftian Lager?" He demanded his wager.
Cookie and Lonely were so displeased. Cookie, more vocal, had fallen to his knees.
"OCELOTT SHALL NOT DATE THE DRINKER OF THE GREAT MINECRAFTIAN LAGER! I'M RUNNING OUT OF RHYMES, HERE, SO I THINK I'LL SHUT UP NOW!"
"Drink that stuff? I'm allergic to that fluff! TELL ME WHERE IT IS SO I CAN DISPOSE OF IT IMMEDIATELY!"
"NO NEED TO SCREAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMEDIATELY!"
"What?"
"Sorry, dude. We needed it to rhyme."
Ocelott flew round the ceiling fans, through the kitchen, and into Lonely's hands.
"Now that everyone is finally here, I shall make my dreams so dear!"
Then Ocelott sat on the couch, but then there arose a voice saying-
"Ouch!"
She quickly stood up and turned herself round. But no one was there to have made the small sound.
They all exchanged glances and foreign advances, but Lonely and Cookie were both wearing pantses… ugh….
"I have come home from a very long travel. My legs are so tired, insanities unraveled. I had to keep walking, I thought I would fall. But man! My relief when I smashed through that wall! Unicorns are great, as most have said. But I'm feeling tired. I'm off to bed." With those last words and a happy heel-click, Gill made sure to run off quick. Ocelott followed, but Cookie grabbed her arm. They've acted like animals, but this was no barn (wink, wink, hint, hint).
Not quite sure what to do next, Ocelott decided to say,
"I am vexed."
Lonely gave a cackle and ran up the stairs. His oddball behavior was stirring the scares!
"Lonely, are you quite alright? Your strange behavior's giving me a fright!" The Cookie yelled, sure his friend was not feeling well.
But when his eyes met the floor, it was covered in candles! He was sure on his mind he was losing the handles.
Ocelott smiled at him with a wink. Before he could question, the room went to pink!
Pink meaning blue. A very bright blue. A blue so bright he didn't know what to do.
The bewildering blue blinded most of his senses, but I'm running out of rhyme for all of these sentences!
Ocelott stared at the mess she had made, sure her friends would not be fazed.
Her normal behavior was just like this. Violent, scary with a hint of wist!
Lying around her were bodies on the floor. She felt so sad. Her friends were no more!
But a twitch, a twinkle, a light in the streets. Ocelott looked, and he happiness was complete!
"LOOOOOOOOKIIIIISSSS!" She screamed, waking everyone up. Maya turned into a sippy cup!
She ran through the rubble of the Ocelots' house, and ran to the cat. And she was the mouse.
She slammed on the windows, she shook the car frame! She knew that her life would never be the same!
And then the door opened, and out stepped a blonde, with jacket and hair of which she was quite fond!
He gave her a smile, but that's when he saw. The house he had built with his bare hands was gone.
"ONE JOB, AIDEN! YOU HAD ONE NOTCH-FREAKING JOB!" He screamed.
He fell to his knees, his face to the sky. He took a deep breath and then he screamed-
"WHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"
Author's Note:
Phew! The stress really got to me! I'm really glad to have gotten this out by tonight! So, hope this one made you laugh. Hopefully next chapter will be good, too! Well, I'll see you later! (PS: Crisper and I come up next chapter!)
Someone, anyone! Please feel free to leave a one-word prompt (e.g. candy-cane, chocolate) or something like that. It should be holiday-related. I might use it in tomorrow's upload because I need ideas! Thank you!