a/n Guess what? I re-did this chapter. And I must say I am quite pleased with the way it turned out. Yeah, I do realize how insanely crappy and disappointing the last ending was. You have no idea how ashamed I am to have written such a terrible piece of writing.

I got less flames than I expected, actually the flames I got weren't even flames. You reviewers never cease to amaze me. Anyways, the reviews I got made me realize that you guys are still reading this story even though I didn't update in forever and a day. So uhh… here goes everything I got.

"What did you DO?!" Ally shrieked as she and Austin strode into the tiny mall jail.

Trish and Dez stood behind jail bars with a terrible blue paint job (you could just see the paint chipping away in some places, leaving dull cold metal in its place.)

"We did do anything!" Trish scowled at the security guard that sat relaxed in a swivel office chair tilted back with his feet crossed on the desk in front of him. "Tell him to let us out! I feel like a caged animal!"

"That's because you are one, you criminals," The security guard smirked, jingling the keys in mockery.

Trish through herself at the bars, outstretching her arms and attempting to air-strangle the man that kept her and Dez locked up. "I'm gonna kill you!" Trish hollered.

Ally rolled her eyes and looked to Dez.

"We were hanging out at Sonic Boom. Apparently your dad never took down that prehistoric state-of-the-art security camera, and somebody thought we were robbing the store."

Ally nodded thoughtfully.

"You guys really shouldn't go into the store after closing; especially if I'm not there. And now you know why," she explained.

"So… what were you two doing in Sonic Boom, anyway?" Austin smirked.

"You'll see," Dez smiled. It kind of looked vampire-ish and evil.

Austin grimaced. "Uhmm… I don't know if I want to."

"Trust me: you do."

Austin decided that maybe he should just stop trying to make conversation with his friend and help Ally get the two out of the jail cell.

"Officer?" Ally smiled sweetly. If anything worked it was the innocent card. "My dad and I own Sonic Boom, the music store here in the mall. And Trish and Dez are my best friends; we hang out there after closing all the time. I'm sure they were only waiting for Austin and I to arrive," Ally explained. She glared at Trish. "Right, guys?"

"Heh heh… right!" They both chuckled nervously.

The officer sighed. "Alright, fine. I'll let them go this time; only because I'm getting tired and these two don't even look remotely like burglars."

"I thought you said Trish and I looked like caged monkeys," Dez pointed out.

"Yes, but not burglars." The officer unlocked the jail cell (a couple of pieces of chipping paint floated to the floor in the process) and Trish was the first to run out and tackle-hug Ally.

"Thanks for getting me out of there, Ally!" Trish exclaimed.

"No problem! Besides, what would we do without you?" Ally laughed, but she pointed her comment at Austin, who was sitting on a small wooden bench on the wall opposite her.

Austin and Dez did their little "what-up!" handshake and the group was on their merry way out of the mall.

"Hey, can we stop by Sonic Boom before we leave? I think while that guy was wrestling us out of there I dropped my purse," Trish lied.

"But… you didn't have a purse-" Dez observed.

"Shut up, Dez!" Trish elbowed Dez painfully in the side.

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Once the group got to Sonic Boom, Trish and Dez walked into the practice room and slammed the door before Austin and Ally could walk in.

"One moment please," Dez smiled, poking his head through a crack in the door, and then slamming it again.

"That was weird," Austin mentioned.

"What do you think they're doing in there?"

"I don't think I wanna know," Austin said.

After about five minutes of standing on the platform in front of the Practice Room, Dez and Trish allowed the brunette and blonde to enter, quite elegantly, might I add.

"No way!" Ally gasped.

"Cool!" Austin gaped.

"Merry Christmas-In-July!" Trish and Dez shouted together.

"But- it's not July," Ally pointed out.

"Okay, so we got bored. Let's just celebrate Christmas-in-whatever-month-this-is." Trish admitted as she poured eggnog into glasses and passed it out to the group, earning various thanks and this-is-awesomes.

There was a mini Christmas tree on the baby grand piano, shrouded with little boxes wrapped in colorful paper.

"What's that?" Austin asked, walking straight over to the presents.

"It's a piano, uh duhhh," Dez said.

"Not the piano, the tree."

"That's a fake pine. It's 3 feet tall and maybe about… 1 foot in circumference…" Dez explained.

"We may have bought you guys some presents," Trish smiled.

The group began tearing open presents. Ally got a new songbook, Austin got an envelope full of guitar picks, Dez got a stuffed turtle, and Trish got the newest hottest most expensive pair of shoes. And before you ask- yes, she bought those for herself, at her job at Shelly's Shoe Store.

"Thanks so much, Trish!" Ally hugged her best friend before going to sit on the piano bench.

"Yeah… even though these guitar picks just came from the FREE jar downstairs," Austin said unenthusiastically.

"Be thankful, Austin. Some people don't even know what a guitar pick is," Ally scolded.

"Yeah but-"

"No. No buts."

Austin sighed and sat beside Ally on the bench. They began playing various Christmas songs, Silent Night, The Twelve Days of Christmas, We Wish You a Merry Christmas, and a few more.

"Oh, Christmas Tree, oh Christmas tree… why did you fall on top of me?" Austin sang. "You broke my arm! And killed my cat! You gave my dog a heart attack!"

"Oh Christmas Tree, of Christmas Tree… why did you fall on top of me?" Trish and Dez joined in.

"That's not how the song goes!" Ally shouted over the noise.

"So what? This isn't how the holiday goes!" Trish plopped into a bean bag and looked up at Austin and Ally. "Hey, you two are under the mistletoe!"

It took them too long to notice what Trish had said before her and Dez began chanting, "KISS! KISS! KISS!"

Ally rolled her eyes and turned back to give Austin a disapproving glare. But as she did, Austin leaned in and planted a kiss right on her lips.

And it may not have been anywhere near December, and Trish and Dez may have just gotten out of jail, and Ally may have been wearing clothes twice her size, but it was the best Christmas ever.

a/n Okay so it may have been a bit rushed; but it was better than the old ending. :S

Oh, and for my anonymous reviewer who has the partner that is teenage-mindset extreme addition, I made conversations in this especially for you. ;D