Annie: ............ *is out of it and stares into space.*
SB/Kierra: YEAH!!!!! You should be awake and greet the readers!!! *Shakes Annie to get her foucsed*
Annie: huh....... what? Oh yeah sorry Kierra...... I'm still not enterily awake yet. *sighs* I just feel so dead tired right now.
SB/Kierra: I know, you were up late last night reading "Breaking Dawn" the last book in the "Twilight" saga and now you are still dead tried becasue of it.
Annie: Yes. *to the readers* We're back! And thanks to everyone who have reviewed the last chapter!
SB/Kierra: And with a new chapter!!!! Is this one going to be longer that the last two or not?
Annie: I'm not sure. Oh and before I forget, in answer to Petlwhisker X Fireheart's review, when Kierra and I talk about a chapter being longer than another one, we don't mean in how many WORDS but how many PAGES are in a chapter. We don't own BeyBlade or the theme of "A Christmas Carol" but we do own our OC's.
SB/Kierra: I should have mentioned that in the frist place....... Enjoy!!!!
Annie: sleepy...........
Voltaire woke up with a start in the middle of a snore, and sat up in his bed and looked at his clock and saw that it was a quarter to one. He then remembered about the three ghosts that were to come, the second was coming tonight. Voltaire sat there waiting when the bell sounded and he kept on waiting but nothing appeared before him. Then he got the urge to open his bedroom door, so he did just that and when he placed his hand on the knob he heard someone call his name and told him to enter.
When he did he saw that he was not in the hallway but in his own bedroom, but it was different. The walls and the ceiling were a bright green with dots of red berries; it looked like holly, ivy, and mistletoe wall paper. Heaped on the floor to form a chair and scattered every where else was every kind of meats, pies, puddings, fruits, cakes, and drinks that you could imagine and more and seated a top of the pile of food was a muscular youth about sixteen years of age. He had ice green eyes and brown spiky hair with red streaks in it. Voltaire realized that the ghost looked like Kai's old friend Taurus, from back when Kai had been the team Captain of the 'Blade Sharks.'
"Come in Voltaire!! Come in!!" Taurus exclaimed.
"Who are you spirit?" Voltaire asked timidly, his head bowed not meeting the spirit's eyes.
"I am the ghost of Christmas present!! Look up Voltaire." Taurus said.
Voltaire obeyed, and saw that Taurus wore a green robe with red and gold trim, that hung open. He also had green baggie pants also with red and gold trim, his feet were bare and he had a holly and mistletoe wreath around his head. He had an old scabbard that looked ancient but there was no sword in the rusted sheath.
"Spirit, take me where ever you need to. I learned a lesson last night, if you have one for me; let me be profited by it." Voltaire said as Taurus rose and came down to him.
"Take a hold of my robe and don't let go, then." Taurus said as Voltaire did so.
The room and all the food vanished instantly, and they found themselves out on the street Christmas morning, where everyone seemed happy and called out greetings as they went about their day, then if there was an angry word, Taurus would sprinkle dust from a pouch he had with him and those who were angry became happy and said that it was pointless to argue on Christmas Day and would go their separate ways.
"Is there a certain flavor in the dust that you sprinkle?" Voltaire asked as he thought on the dust the spirit sprinkled on every meal that people bought and had past them.
"My own." Taurus answered.
"To what kind of dinner on this peculiar day?" Voltaire asked again.
"To any kind that was given kindly, especially to someone who doesn't have enough for a big fancy dinner." Taurus said.
"Why?" Voltaire asked.
"Because it is the right thing to do and the most importantly because they need it the most." Taurus explained, as they went on.
Soon they came to a group of people, 5 young boys and 6 young women; they were talking about the Holiday. And for some strange reason it was no longer Christmas Day but Christmas Eve.
"NOT COMING!!!!!" exclaimed one of the boys, who Voltaire realized was Tyson, Kai's loud mouth friend. Voltaire also saw Kai's other friends; Rei, Max, Kenny, Hillary, and Daichi.
"Yes, he doesn't think that Grandfather will change his mind. He said he heard grandfather yelling in his sleep though, but he couldn't hear what he was saying but he heard him say the word "spirit" a few times." One of the other five girls said, she looked a lot like Kai, and then he realized that it was his granddaughter Catherine, Kai's twin sister.
"Why would Voltaire say the word 'spirit'?" Rei asked.
"I don't know, he says that grandfather is in a deep sleep." Cathy said.
"Where is he now?" one of the other girls asked, she looked a lot like Rei.
"He's in grandfather's room, Natalie, standing at the foot of the bed watching grandfather sleep." Cathy said.
"Oh." Natalie said.
"He said when he left grandfather's study, he heard grandfather say the word 'humbug'."
"I seem to recall, Kai said that Voltaire would say "humbug" around the holidays, especially around Christmas time." Hillary spoke up.
"He did. Grandfather certainly does." Cathy agreed.
"All this talking about 'ghosts' and the word 'humbug' has got me thinking." Another girl said, this one had glassed on.
"Thinking about what, Esa?" Another girl asked. She had shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes.
"Thinking about Charles Dickens who wrote the classic tale 'A Christmas Carol,' Jamie." Esa replied.
"Oh I get it!!! You think that he's dreaming about 'A Christmas Carol'?" the girl with short blonde hair said.
"Yes that's right, Ally. Strange as it sounds that is what I think." Esa said.
"It is also very possible." Cathy said.
A little while later Kai showed up and joined them, and they talked some more about the party.
"That does sound strange." Kai said when they told him what they thought.
"If he is, he very might change his mind and maybe even do something surprising." Cathy said as everyone agreed, then she led Kai away from the others, for a private word with him alone.
"Kai, I have something to tell you." Cathy said.
"What is it, dear sister?" Kai asked.
"You know that I have been unwell for these past four years." Cathy said.
"Yes, but what has that got to do with it?" Kai asked.
"The doctors say that it has gotten worse really, really fast, they think that I might....." Cathy said.
"That you might what?" Kai asked her as she bowed her head and said one word that shocked Kai to the core.
"Die." She said.
"No......." Kai said softly.
"Yes, they say that I'm dieing. They think I won't live to celebrate the New Year with you." she explained looking up at him.
"There has to be something that we can do." Kai said.
"There isn't but there might be a way." Cathy hinted,
Voltaire was just as shocked as his grandson Kai at what his granddaughter had said.
"Spirit, please tell me if my granddaughter will live." Voltaire asked.
"I see a tombstone with her name and an angle on it, her twin and her friends will blade for a cure to the illness that killed her." Taurus said.
"Oh no!!! That can not be true, please kind spirit say that she will be spared." Voltaire begged.
"If these shadows remain unchanged by the future, she will die, but she hinted there might be a way to change it." Taurus said as he pointed towards Voltaire's grandchildren.
"What do you mean there is a way?" Kai asked when the spirit and Voltaire looked on once more.
"I'll need a transfusion, but the doctors say that you're not the match for it, even though you are my twin brother." Cathy said.
"Then who is?" Kai asked.
"Grandfather." She said simply.
"But he won't do it!!!" Kai exclaimed.
"Maybe he will and maybe he won't, we just have to wait and see." Cathy said as they rejoined their friends.
After a while Cathy started to chough and her cheeks became flushed. It was soon apparent to everyone that she was not well. Her friend Natalie spoke to her in another language and Cathy nodded her head. Natalie helped her as they started to leave the others.
"Natalie wait." Cathy said.
"Presea, are you sure?" Kai asked referring to their earlier conversation.
"Yes Ferio, I'm sure. He may or may not change his mind about the party and when he learns I'm dieing he may just about surprise you. I love you brother dearest." She said as she kissed him on the cheek and joined Natalie who had already hailed a cab.
Once they got in, the cab drove away and as it disappeared the scene changed and they found themselves in Russia again and it was once again Christmas Day, and they were inside a house, that was all ready for Christmas, there were seven stockings hung over the fire place and each had a name on them. Tala, Thomas, Bryan, Ian, Spencer, Taurus, and finally Santos, the seven boys were laughing and having a joyful time.
"Ha!! Ha!!!" laughed Tala, "He said and I quote 'A Merry humbug Christmas to you, Tala.' A humbug Christmas indeed!!!"
"I can't believe Boris said that!!!" laughed Tala's twin brother Thomas.
"I know and you sounded just like him too." Santos laughed.
"He's the most comical old man I have ever seen!!!" Bryan spoke up, his lilac eye danced in the light with joy, merriment, and laughter.
"Oh I know a good game to play!!" Taurus exclaimed.
Now I know that I had said that the ghost of Christmas present looks like Taurus, but this Taurus who is with Tala, Bryan, Ian, Spencer, Thomas, and Santos is the real Taurus. Besides Voltaire is dreaming, and since when do dreams make sense? They must have some thing to make them strange and for Voltaire this is it; but I'm getting off the topic here, they were going to play a game.
"What is it?" Ian asked.
"It's called 'Yes Or No'." Taurus said.
"Oh I know that game!!! I love playing it!!!" exclaimed his cousin Santos.
"Okay I'll go first and you have to guess what I'm thinking of." Taurus said.
Taurus loved the game as much as his cousin, the thing he was thinking of was old, a live animal, a disagreeable mean one, one that growled and snapped, and it sometimes talked, it lived in Russia, walked on the streets, it was not led by anyone, it didn't live in the zoo, never was meant to be killed on the market, was not a horse, or a pig, or bear, or ass, or monkey, or bull, or cat, or dog, or tiger, or turtle, or lion. At every question that was asked sent Taurus into another burst of laughter. At last Tala burst into the same state of uncontrollable laughter as Taurus.
"I've figured it out!!! I know what it is!!" Tala cried out.
"Well then Tala, what is it?" Taurus asked calmly as he could as his eyes danced with laughter.
"IT'S BORIS!!!!!!!!!!!!" Tala bellowed as the seven boys burst into a fit of hysterical laughter that seemed to have no end in sight.
"He has given us much amusement, I'm sure, and it would be ungrateful not to drink to his health. Here's a glass of Vodka and I say to Boris!!!" Taurus said when the laughter finally ended and they had all had caught their breath and he picked up a glass of Vodka.
"To Boris!!!" they cried out as they rasied their glasses.
"And to Voltaire!!!" Tala exclaimed as he rasied his glass once more.
"To Voltaire!!" the others echoed, doing the same and knowing that Boris and Voltaire were the reasons they were best of friends.
"My time grows short." Taurus, the spirit of Christmas present, said.
"Are spirit's lives so short?" Voltaire asked him.
"My life on this land is very brief, it ends tonight." He replied.
"Tonight!?" Voltaire cried out.
"Tonight at midnight. Hark!! The time is drawing closer!!!" exclaimed Taurus the ghost.
Soon the bell was ringing twelve, and Voltaire remembered his dead son's words and as he looked for the ghost of Christmas present, he saw that it had vanished into thin air. As the last stoke of midnight died away he saw something coming his way. It was like a phantom, hooded and cloaked, the last and final ghost.
SB/Kierra: Wow that was the longest one yet.
Annie: It has the most pages that I printed out from the website I was on. Once again I have to make a lot of things up so it would make sense. *is still kind of out of it but a little now awake.*
SB/Kierra: I don't get why it goes from Christmas Day to Christmas Eve and then back to Christmas Day again.
Annie: I know but I said 'for some strange reason...' even I do not understand way I wrote it that way, I just did.
SB/Kierra: Oh.............well we hope you have enjoyed the chapter!!!!!
Annie: Don't forget to review............. Bye............
SB/Kierra: Cya!!!!!!!!!!!
Annie: I need someting to eat.