Chapter 3
"The End."
Said Ana as she Finished telling a Christmas Carole in her version. The Other members all Clapped at Ana for starting off the evening with the start of a classic. "That was Wunderbar, Ana" Said the large German next to her, Ana merely chuckled. "Well better start with the old before the new begins to pile over us, as they say." Ana Said jokingly as she looked at the others. "I got an almost sneaking suspicion that you used us in that story there, Ana." Said McCree as he was a little skeptical of the story. Ana merely shrugged. "Do not blame me, blame Charles Dickens for making a classic." Said Ana in a slightly impish grin, Received by McCree's eye rolling. Junkrat laughed a little. "I liked that story, a little less violent for my taste, but it was pretty good." Junkrat complimented Ana's story, then he suddenly yawns a little. "seems the story telling is working as planned." Tracer whispered to McCree who nods in agreement with her. "Well I'll give you that much, little lady." Tracer giggled a little until Zarya cleared her throat. "I... Wish to tell Christmas story." Everyone turned their attention to Zarya, who didn't look to have stage fright, though she cleared her throat to try to tell her story. "This one is old Russian Classic, probably not as big as Ana's... But I think it old enough." Bastion asked curiously. "Bweep Viir?" Zarya looked at the Omnic Automaton and breathed in deeply. "My Uncle told me this story when i was little girl... I think the name was "The Nutcracker."
