The tunnel they were in finally began to open up, and they didn't have to squeeze together just to get by anymore. They came to a red door, with a giant septum ring as the doorknob.

"I've seen these doors before. In the asylum." Emilie spat. "Where are we going?"

Bjork turned the doorknob. Inside was a living area.

The room was dark, as it had no windows, since they were hundreds of feet underground. But, the 12 of them had entered what looked like an actual home.

"Wait a second." Rebecca said. "Isn't this the house from the hit movie Matilda?" They had entered the house through a kitchen.

"Well I'll be damned." Cathy said. "It is! Look, there's even an autographed picture of Danny Devito in here!" She pointed to the counter in front of her, and there was a beautifully gold plated framed picture of Danny Devito during the days of filming the hit movie Matilda.

"Oh wow…" Rebecca cooed. "This is my favorite movie of all time! Yes, even more than Titanic."

Their thoughts are thrown off when they hear a yell from the living room.

"You're such a lazy bum! I've been out there all night after these people and you've just been sitting here watching that stupid television!" It was the voice of a woman. The voice of Gryla.

The 12 of them froze in their spots, trying to get the tea.

"What's the fuckin problem? I work all day at the car dealership, and no one from the 12 houses even buys any cars from me. I'm losin' money!" He said, but for some reason he had a real Brooklyn accent. "My bidness is gonna fail! And if we have no money then we have no Christmas for our 13 sons! Even if we steal from all those 12 houses!" He had now morphed into an Italian from Brooklyn and was throwing his hands around.

"Oh, what do I expect? You can't even load the dishwasher! You're such a lazy pig!" Her voice was getting increasingly more high pitched as her infuriation increased. "Why have you been comin home late, Leppaluoi?"

"Work's been keepin' me." Leppaluoi hissed, his hand reaching for the remote to change the channel on the television.

"Work? That's what you said last week! And the week before that! If you're workin' so much then why do we have no damn money? Explain that!"

"It's you with those damn credit cards! We can't keep up with it!" He shouted in a Boston Accent. "It's those damn dolls! You won't stop buying them, Gryla!"

Gryla let out a sharp gasp, "You said you were okay with it! So what if I collect human sized realistic dolls? We all got a hobby!" Gryla walked over to the television and yanked out the plug, shutting it off.

"Hey, Family Guy's gonna be on soon!" He shouted. "Put that back!" He sat up in his recliner, and put the footrest down. Instead of walking to the television, he walked off to a door connected in the living room. When he opened the door, the group peered past and saw dozens of realistic, human sized dolls sitting in there. They all had different clothes on, of assorting styles and even age.

"Oh my god…" Clementine choked a whisper in complete second-hand embarrassment. "I'm a little creeped out…"

"This is where the money's goin! For your addiction!" He screamed.

*cough cough* The gang shot their glares at Sarah, who was coughing up a fit. *cough COUGH COUGH guuuuh COUGHGHGHHHHHHHH* Luckily, Gryla and her husband didn't hear that and they didn't turn around.

She spit on the floor, and whispered, "Sorry, swallowed some air. Wrong pipe."

"WHo said that!?" Gryla turned her head, like a whip. "Are you hiding another one of your wHORES?!" Gryla stood up at that word, and frantically began searching the cabinets. The group, who was still in the kitchen, had to act fast.

"I said I wouldn't do it anymore! We saw the couples' therapist!" Leppaloui howled. Gryla, unphased started knocking cabinets over now, and smashing them with her foot. "The closest I've been with another person was when we bathed with Henry"

Gryla's eyes narrowed, "are you saying there's something wrong with Henry?" Her eyes then shot to Henry, the man-doll.

"Pleasee, you always make it about you. No, I was just sayin-" He rose his hands up when he talked, like a real italliano.

"Just saying that I make it about me? Is that how you apologize?" Gryla knocked Henry over, and stomped on his neck, popping it off. Foam. Everywhere.

This gave plenty of time for the group to split from the kitchen and hide in various spots around the apartment, there was very little room though. Clementine had to squeeze in with Trixie, Bob, Cathy, and Rebecca. They fit snuggly into the cabinet next to the stove. (of course only after they removed Gryla's collection of Friends merchandise.) The rest of the group was dangling above the ceiling fan, slowly spinning. Physically and mentally. "Where is she Lep? I know you're hiding her in here." Gryla stormed into the kitchen, it was small, too small to hide a person. That's why all 12 of the group were hiding in that very one.

They thought they were safe, until she opened the cabinet.

"OH MY GOD! WHO ARE ALL THESE PEOPLE?" Gryla shrieked, everyone was terrified now that they were caught.

Everyone scrambled around the kitchen, trying to find a way out.

"Back door!" Bob screamed, his 11 other companions and Mariah Carey's body being held by Frosty and Olaf all ran out of the door with him.

"WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT?" Gryla said in a Sheila Broflovski voice.

The backyard had green grass, and torches on the walls on either side of them, since they were still underground. They looked up, and saw the moonlight above them.

"Is this a way out?" Emilie said. She stared up at the moon. It was full again. "Every time there's a full moon, something happens to us."

"I think it very will could be, everyone." Bjork said. "Everyone hold on!" Everyone along with dead Mariah grabbed onto Bjork, and the air started to spin beneath them, and soon they were lifted off the ground. "It very well could." She whispered.

They rose through the cave, and the opening to closer and closer.

"We're almost out!" Kim said.

"Didn't think we'd make it." Iggy said. "This almost seems too easy.." And looked down.

There was Gryla. Barreling towards them, her claws out.

"One of you are sleepin with my husband! And I'll kill every last one of you if it means the guilty one dies! I'm also going to eat you because it's Christmas!" She growled.

Gryla hit into Bjork's leg, causing her to drop everyone and fall. However, she did not stop flying.

"Bjork? What the fuck are you doing?" Rebecca screamed. "Come back here!" But, her pleading was no use. Bjork did not slow down. She in fact sped up.

"I'm going to get help! Stay put!" Her command echoed off the cave walls, and with that she was gone.

The 11 of them stood up, but Dead Mariah stayed down because she was dead.

"I'll kill and skin and eat every last one of you, and I'll start with the fattest one first." Gryla pointed her long, bony finger at Kim.

"Me? Fat? This is baby weight sweetie and if you keep talking like that I'm gonna have to beat your ass!"

"You're all talk. You're no match for me."

Kim launched forward, and threw her metal fist into the face of Gryla, and broke her nose instantly.

"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" Gryla curled up in a ball on the grass, and then stopped.

"Oh dear god, I'll call my limo. We're so totally fucked!" Cathy took a flare gun out of her boot and shot it up to the air. It propelled up beyond the cave, and into the sky. It exploded in a myriad of colors. One part of it was red, another green, then the third color was purple. "Help is on the way. We'll have to hold off until rescue arrives. Kinda like Left 4 Dead.

"Talk shit get hit!" Kim laughed, and then took a selfie with Gryla who was still on the ground.

Gryla took Kim by the ankle and threw her to the ground. She hit the floor in a jiggly crash. "Owwwie." She moaned.

Clem looked up to the full moon, and felt its power once more.

"You're gonna regret that…"

The rest of the group got into a battle stance, even Frosty and Olaf.

"You guys sure you can handle this?" Rebecca said, and looked at the snowmen. She looked especially at Frosty with a concerned look.

"Of course...I've had my share of epic battles." Frosty chuckled, his pipe letting out smoke from the bowl.

"Me too." Olaf replied, flexing his biceps. He didn't have twigs for arms anymore, but strong, hardwood, succulent branches. Rebecca bit her lip.

The backyard had a more extreme lighting situation, the full moon peaked through the roof's opening. Like mako island, it shone a ray of light powering Clementine to the brim with power. Frosty and Olaf threw down a lane of ice heading right towards Gryla, giving Clementine an opportunity to strike. She lunged, claws out, swiping at the exact moment the ice struck Gryla. A giant chunk of skin and blood was carved from Gryla's cheek, she shrieked a horrible high pitched noise.

Gryla grabbed Clementine, and stopped any chance of Clem falling back. Emilie shot her hair whip around Gryla's right arm. Rebecca charged forward, arms cocked. Gryla charged too, creating an almost atomic storm of dust when they collided. Trixie took a bite out of Gryla's back, coupled with Cathy's System Update Move ™. Kim stood back, moving items around in her pipboy. She felt insecure about her carry capacity since Gryla's comment. Sarah too stood back, she was weaker than the rest when she isn't angry.

"To your right Clem!" Iggy yodeled, she kicked Gryla to distract her, but her wolf claws barely broke the surface of Gryla's skin. Gryla laughed, it was hearty and deep, unlike her shrill voice. She twirled, rendering Iggy's attack useless. Bob was weak, like sarah, without his pack he was not the minion he could've been.

"Hey, if we get out of here alive, how about you and me and go for drinks? I hear wellington has a lot of pubs" Bob winked at Sarah. Kim quickly looked away from her pipboy and then at Bob.

"Didn't you have a thing with Emilie? ...and Cathy? ...and a little bit Clementine?" Kim inquired. She put him on the spot, and he froze.

"Um don't you have a battle to fight in?" Bob tried to brush her off, trying to save face in front of Sarah. Kim narrowed her eyes, and went into VATS mode. She punched Bob and knocked him out, it was a critical.

Kim looked at the fight, which was now much more intense than previously described. "I needed a good warm-up, take care Sarah" Kim charged forward full speed and joined the battle.

Olaf took his nose out, he didn't usually do so, but it was an important fight. For an important snow-person. "Emilie lift me up!" Olaf yelled, he was running towards Gryla once again. Emilie waved hair around, and made a red staircase of hair leading Olaf towards Gryla's face. Clementine was in full beast mode now, the light was reflecting on her brown fur, her eyes equally brown. The two were in a power struggle, one of pure physical strength. Olaf reached the top of Emilie's haircase (hair staircase) and leaped off, right onto Gryla's head. He stabbed Gryla's eye, blood spurting everywhere. Clementine overcame Gryla, as she was distracted and now half-blind. Gryla did not stop fighting. She was on the ground but started rolling around, she looked like a child. A bloody middle aged child. She managed to shake off Olaf, turning him more snow than man.

Iggy growled, and the attack stats of everyone went up. "This fight is ours. We're leaving!"

"Just what I needed." Kim smirked, and made a fist. Kim darted towards Gryla, who managed to dodge her. Gryla let out a hiss, and went for Kim. She didn't get to move as fast, though.

A claw dug into Kim's gut, and two implants fell from her chest. She fell backwards, and it felt like slow motion to everyone watching. She had tears falling from her eyes, and she peacefully landed on her back, and closed her eyes.

"Kim!" Rebecca shouted. "You hurt her! This won't stand!" She lunged towards the wretched woman, and threw her pregnant belly into her. Gryla moaned, it was like she was Giles Corey, and tons of stones were thrown on top of her (for the uncultured).

She leaned against the wall, weakened from the unrelenting blows that everyone was setting on her.

"No… not here…" She whispered.

Her eyes became white, and a bright light flooded the cave/backyard.

"You have all besieged me, hit me again and again, as there are too many of you. This will change that." Gryla chanted. The white light was blinding, and it sent everyone flying across the cave. They hit the wall. Hard.

"I can't breathe..." Trixie was winded, and her breath was shortened. "Oh, and I definitely can't move." She said. She curled up on the ground, and didn't move again.

Clementine looked around for another teammate, but everyone else was down except her, Cathy, and Frosty

Sarah sat up and propped up the frozen body of Dead Mariah next to her. They sat there at the side of the cave, Sarah shielding herself from the battle once more.

"Just the 3 of us huh…" Clementine sighed. They lost everybody quickly. Kim was down, no one was sure if she was dead or alive, Bjork had abandoned them, and everyone else was just knocked out by Gryla's attack.

Did they stand a chance when broken up?

Clementine grew more hair on her, and her wolf powers were getting stronger. She held her head, and looked toward the ground.

When an animal is backed into a corner, its true nature begins to show.

She looked up, her eyes red.

She had fangs. Sharper than ever before.

Cathy loaded up the McAfee Diamond Protection Plan.

Frosty...put a second silk hat on.

"You just made a huge mistake." Clementine said.

Cathy hit Clementine with a firewall spell, which would absorb most of the damage from the next attack.

"Activating virus cleanse." Cathy readied her laser as Clementine went for Gryla's throat.

"Why won't you die?" Clementine pleaded. She sunk her teeth into Gryla's throat and tore. Gryla fell again. But after a couple of seconds, she stood up.

"Back up everyone!" Frosty put both his hands together and charged an ice beam to hit Gryla.

"This'll freeze ya instantly!" The beam shot from his hands, and hit Gryla. She did freeze, but was unfrozen after seconds.

All she did was stand there in front of the three of them and smile.

"You're not gonna kill me. Not anymore." She smiled. "Not until I eat you guys…"

"Quarantining virus." Cathy commanded. She shot out a green beam, and it put a cell around Gryla. She put her hands on the green bars that constrained her. "That should keep her from us for now.

Frosty walked up to the cell and spat on her.

"Your husband...It's me. Him and I were lovers."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She did not just scream it, she wailed it.

She began to twitch inside of the cage, and moved towards one of the edges. She punched the bars, and they shattered like glass.

Gryla jumped on top of Frosty, and clawed at his snow. It was all falling off like shaved ice, all over the beautiful green grass in Gryla's backyard.

Frosty was gurgling words by the middle of it.

"Oh god…what have I done?" He managed to spit out.

Then, Gryla took off both his hats. Then his head.

Clementine and looked away for the end of it, she just couldn't watch.

Gryla was pushed into a complete frenzy. She was crawling on the walls, upgraded from carving snow to carving the rock off the walls, and shards of rock were falling toward Clem and Cathy.

"At this rate...the cave is going to collapse on itself!" Cathy said.

Gryla's eyes went from a normal brown, to white, and now they were a solid black. There was no stopping her now. She stopped circling the cave and inhaled the body of Frosty the Snowman.

"The more I eat...the more powerful I become. And I'm just about to have a feast."

Just in the nick of time, Cathy's limo honked at the top of the cave. Help was here.

"Clem! Look! My limo's here! We just have to hold out for a little bit!" Cathy shouted. They both looked at each other and smiled.

But, Gryla was relentless. She started to move faster and faster around the cave again. The limo descended, with rocks and pieces of rocks bouncing off of it, and they began to load the unconscious bodies of their friends into the limo. Sarah helped put Dead Mariah in a seat as well, there was room for everyone.

"Just a few more people…" Clementine whispered as they hoisted Kim into the limo.

Gryla hissed, and jumped for Clementine she was able to get a hold of Clem, and mauled part of her. Claws dug into Clem's body, into her face, her head. She felt each scratch inching away her life.

"Once I eat you…" Gryla went up to Clementine's ear. "I'll be unstoppable." And she bit. She ripped a piece of Clementine from her, and chewed.

"Delicious."

"Clementine!"

A rock fell onto Cathy's head, and she fell too. Everyone was almost in the limo, they just had to get themselves in. They're so close…

But Clementine was pinned down completely. She couldn't move as Gryla took another piece from her. She couldn't move at all. Rocks were falling left and right, and now Cathy was no help.

The cave was about to collapse, and hope was dwindling away…

A bolt of lightning hit Gryla. She rolled over, lifeless.

Clementine looked up, and saw Bjork once more. She was wearing a red dress, pieces of the fabric suspended, spiraling around her.

She had one of those realistic dolls in her hands. It had black hair, blue eyes, and gold plating around it.

Gryla, once again, stood up.

"Is that...Is that the ultra rare Skater Boi Ken Doll from the 90s?"

Bjork smirked.

"Yes it is. And if you leave my friends alone, you may have it. This is the help I promised you all." Bjork threw the doll to Gryla, who caught it and crawled back into her home. Her husband jumped at the sound of her darting into the door, he had fallen asleep watching Family Guy.

Clementine limped into the limo, the world falling around her. She was crying, as her and Bjork lifted Cathy into the limo. She lied down in one of the seats, looking out the window. The cave completely fell in on itself, trapping Gryla and her husband forever. Bjork also dropped a nuke inside the caves before they crumbled. Clementine eventually passed out, focusing on the blood seeping from her wound after that terrible, terrible night.


THE NEXT MORNING

Clementine regained consciousness, the room lit by a warm fire. When she opened her eyes it seemed she was in a strange hotel room of some sort. It was cozy, and warm. She had only just realized how sore she felt, she shouldn't of used that much power at once. She got out of the bed, below awaited her a pair of pink slippers. Thinking nothing of it, she slipped them on and exited her cute room. She was in a hallway now, and to her surprise she was met with Bjork. "Clementine! You're awake!" Bjork hovered over to her, "I am glad you are well enough to walk, you slept for many days! Hahaha it's Dec 24th 20XX!"

Clementine's face dropped. She could not believe she slept for 364 days! Her heart sunk further, and even though Gryla is trapped- tomorrow she would be powered up to perhaps escape?!

"I kid, I kid, Clemmie you're so gullible. Come into the living room, just about everyone else is already awake." Bjork was wearing pajamas, it was the day after Christmas so these must've been just her casual clothes. They reached the end of the hallway, when Emilie opened the door.

"Hey sleepy head! You've been out for almost a year now!" Emilie smiled, and said that surprisingly casually.

"I already played that prank Emilie, you're late" Bjork continued walking, not breaking a stride (well, hover).

Emilie laughed, but truly she was broken, she wanted to tell that joke. They went right into the dining room, there sat Iggy, Rebecca, Kim, Sarah, Trixie, and Cathy. Bob was still recovering.

"How are you ladies feeling?" Rebecca rubbed her stomach, it seemed more inflated than usual. She had a sad look on her face, the striking look of fresh loss.

"I'm alright, I might've overdone it last night." Clem rubbed her back, a link was out of place. Cathy seemed completely unscathed as well as Rebecca, she was doing her nails on a chair in her own head. Clemmie sat down, right on the floor because she was a good dog.

"What are we going to do with Dead Mariah?" Sarah sighed, she was stroking Dead Mariah's hair on the couch.

Kim sat next to Sarah, on the other side of her, "Well…we were going to give her to Frosty…er, Dead Frosty…"

Rebecca interrupted her, "She's with him now… spiritually at least." She put her hands in her face. "I haven't felt like that with anyone since...since Alvin…" Bjork looked around hesitantly, clearly Bjork knew more about the afterlife than she was sharing.

Sarah got up and took Dead Mariah by the hand, and exited the room. No one really wanted to know what she was doing, whether she was burying it or who knows what. The silence in the room was instantly broken when Guomund and Pepe entered the room. Bjork's mom must've been sleeping.

"Well it's great you're all up! I just wanted to say goodbye before we left for our home." He smiled. Pepe sat down in an empty chair. Guomund shook hands with only Bjork, as it was an intimate gesture of goodwill Iceland. "I love your friends Bjork, they kept you safe!"

Clementine laughed, "It felt like it was the otherway around!" Everyone in the room erupted into laughter, although they all knew the joke wasn't really that funny. It was more of polite thing.

"If any of you ever wish to contact me, my beautiful wife and I live in house #11" He waved his hand in the air.

"Did you say...house number #11?" Cathy inquired. She slowly moved her hand towards her chest, casually covering her beaded necklace.

"Yes, we do. Some bastards came to our home last night and robbed it while we were here recooking dinner and when we got home, our house had been ransacked!" Guomund explained.

Cathy once again clutched the beaded necklace she stole from house #11 that night.

"I hope to find whoever did this, I'd really like a word with them."

Cathy laughed nervously.

Then, Hildur walked in.

"Hello mother!" Bjork said.

Hildur smiled, and she waved to Bjork and then her husband. Then, her eyes fell onto Cathy.

"Is that...my necklace?" Hildur pointed to Cathy's necklace, and everyone in the room looked to Cathy's chest.

"Umm...no?" Cathy chuckled, and then dashed for the door. "We gotta go folks! Thanks for your hospitality these past two days!" Cathy ran out of the house and jumped into the limo as Guomund, Bjork, and Hildur all chased the group, trying to get Hildur's precious jewelry back. But, it was to no avail.

Cathy and the group had made off in Cathy's limo, shooting their way back to Wellington. "Merry Christmas, Bjork" Clementine looked out the window, whispering. As Sarah chased behind everyone from the ground, holding Dead Mariah in her hands.

"Wait! Wait for me!" Sarah said, alone with Dead Mariah, with Bjork's family chasing not far behind.

The End.