Hey! Thanks for all of the reviews. Oh and daphrose I can't answer your question right now because you'll find out why at the end of the story :) Here's the next chapter!

I super speed back upstairs with some kind of small x-ray scanner that Davenport had made a long time ago.

"What the heck is that?" Adam said pointing at the machine in my hands.

"It's some kind of x-ray scanner I think" I explain, "Just get back to decorating!" I sit back down on the couch beside Chase.

"Ok I'm going to scan you" I tell him. I take the scanner and move it along Chase's body. After I do that nothing happens. Nothing beeps, nothing lights up nothing! Just nothing.

"Anything?" Chase asks.

"Nothing" Chase sighs.

"Well that's just great."

"Are you trying to blame me for it not working?"

"I never said that!"

"Well I bet you were thinking it!"

"I was not!"

"Liar!"

"And we act like children?" Leo said to Adam. Adam shook his head.

Chase looks over at the scanner. "No wonder it didn't work Bree. It was off." I smile.

"Whoops" I reply chuckling. I turn on the scanner and scan Chase's body again. After I'm done, the scanner beeps. I look at the results. I gasp.

"What?" Chase asks curiously, "Is it bad?"

"Uh….well…..it's interesting…."

"Bree…."

"A lot interesting….."

"Bree let me see the results!" Adam and Leo hear the commotion and walk over behind me. They see the results.

"Ooh" Leo replied.

"Leo what's wrong?"

"Well it's-"

"You broke your ribs" Adam interrupted.

"I broke my ribs?!" Chase exclaimed, "How am I supposed to do anything with broken ribs?" I find some bandages and begin to wrap them around Chase's rib cage.

"I don't know" Leo answered, "Why are you asking us? Do any of us look like broken rib doctors?"

"Is it just me" Adam started, "Or does anyone else just get really hungry after someone says the word ribs?" We all give Adam the 'really?' look. He becomes silent and looks down at his feet.

"Way to go Chase" Leo told him, "You ruined Christmas."

"Excuse me?" Chase asked, "I'm not the one who usually 'Leos' things up."

"Hey! At least I'm not a nerd who has no social life."

"That's not true- ow" Chase grips his stomach. "Bree that hurt!"

"I'm being as careful as I can" I snap, "Maybe if you weren't so weak-"

"I'd rather be weak than stupid!" He glances over Adam.

"Hey" he replies, "Was that implied for me?"

"Hmmm I don't know, who else in this room is stupid?"

"That's it!" Adam walks towards Chase, "I don't care how hurt you are! You're going down!" He then pushes me aside and jumps on top of Chase and starts to fight him.

"Ouch! Get off me Adam!" They continued to fight as Leo cheered them on.

"Yeah get him Adam!" Leo cried. I face Leo.

"Leo!" I yell.

"Sorry Bree, I can't help myself!" I try to pull Adam off of Chase, but it's no use. I eventually run into the kitchen, grab a big metal pot and spoon, stand up on the counter and start to hit the spoon against the pot.

"EVERYBODY QUIET!" I exclaim. Everyone stops what they're doing and looks up at me. "Stop being so mean to each other! I can't take it anymore!" I lose it and start crying. I actually don't know why I'm crying. Maybe it's because I'm upset that the decorations are ruined, the cookies haven't been made, someone's hurt and so many other things.

Leo leads me back down to the couch.

"We're sorry Bree" he told me, "We'll stop acting like fools."

"I'm sorry I started attacking you Chase" Adam said.

"I'm sorry I called you stupid" Chase replied.

"I'm sorry I started cheering you guys on" Leo added.

"Guys I'm also sorry that I ruined all of the decorations and made the tree fall on Chase."

"It's ok Adam" I tell him, "We all know that you just get super excited during Christmas time." I turn to Chase, "I'm sorry Chase. Christmas is the time when you think of others and I've only been thinking of myself." I finish bandaging up his rib cage. "I didn't want to tell Davenport you were hurt because I didn't want to not have any presents this year, but I want to tell about you being hurt now. I don't care if I get anymore presents or not."

"Thanks Bree" Chase told me.

"In fact, I'm going to call him right now." I pick up my cell phone and dial Davenport's number.

Sorry it's kind of short guys, but I was working on my second Christmas story, "True Meaning of Christmas". I posted it earlier today, so feel free to read it. Thanks for reading!