"ITS DECORATING TIME BABY!"" I shouted as I finished my breakfast, with a few crumbs being spit at Vaults's face.

"Watch where you spit…" Vaults grumbled, wiping his face off.

"Oh…sorry!" I got up from the table and crawled under my bed to find my ornament box.

"I already got the box…" Vaults said.

"Oh…" I got up and walked over to my box. I rummaged through it, looking for my special ornament.

"Looking for this?" Vaults asked, sitting down next to me.

"How the heck did you know?" he smirked.

"Well let's see. It was in a box labeled 'Chelsea's favorite ornament'. So I thought it would be the first thing you would look for." I grabbed it from him and ran over to our tree. After bringing it home yesterday we set it up with a lot of trouble, but that's another story. Anyway, I got up on my tiptoes and tried to place the homemade star on top of the tree. I heard Vaults sigh behind me and he walked over to take the star from me. I handed it to him reluctantly and he sat it on the top with ease, "Nice try shortie."

"Oh shut up!" I grabbed two acorn ornaments and set them on the tree.

"Do you put lights on these things?" Oops…guess I forgot!

"Uh…no." I lied, just to save some time. I quickly grabbed more ornaments and shoved them at him, "Here hang these two!"

"OK…where?" he asked.

"Anywhere you like! That's the fun part!" I smiled and grabbed the pickle, "I guess this is going to be just a decoration this year…"

"Is that bad?" Is he…concerned?

"No, it's just this is the first year it will only be a decoration." I sighed and hung it on the tree.

"You're inviting your friends over right?" Vaults asked, putting my teddy bear ornament on.

"Yeah, why?" I asked back.

"Well, why don't you let one of them try and find it? I can hang it up somewhere else if you want to try and find it to…" AWWW! That's sweet!

"That sounds great!" I took the pickle down and smiled at him.

"You're so cute when you smile." He smiled and leaned in to kiss me.

"You guys make me want to barf." WHAT THE FUDGE!? I quickly tuned my head and saw Natalie just walking in.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I just came over to see how you are doing. Is that so bad?" Natalie 'tsked' me, "You really shouldn't assume that I only come here for food or money."

"Last time you came over here to 'just see how I'm doing' my fridge was full. When you left it was empty." Well, Pierre was stalking her that day and came in with her. So I guess that might explain the empty fridge. Anyway, we both started glaring at each other, but we started laughing a few seconds later.

"I don't understand you two…" Vaults sighed.

"I don't think we understand us either, but that's why life is so fun." Natalie said, throwing open my fridge.

"I thought you were here to see how I was." I said, crossing my arms.

"I lied, I'm here to see how your fridge is. It seems to be doing very good." Natalie pulled out some sandwich ingredients and went into my cupboard for some bread.

"Don't you have food at your house? Your mother is standing at the kitchen all the time. Doesn't she cook for you?" It is true, I've never seen her away from the kitchen when she's home.

"About that…she can't cook for her life. She may enter or win the Cooking Festival, but I actually cook those." Then why doesn't Natalie go home and cook for herself?

"Oh. Hey while you're here, and once you're done with your sandwich, why don't you help us decorate the tree?" Natalie nodded shoving her sandwich in her mouth, "You don't need to rush!"

"Chelsea…" I turned and faced Vaults, who was holding a box labeled 'lights for tree', "I thought you said we didn't need lights."

"We don't! Heh…heh…DON'T HURT ME!" I shouted.

"Why would I hurt you over lying about tree lights?" Oh yeah…that is kind of stupid!

"Sorry, I don't know what I was thinking!" Natalie came over and grabbed the box. She opened it and looked inside.

"Can I use these? My grandfather completely forgot about Christmas, and I want to do a little decorating." I nodded and Natalie left without another word.

"HEY! I knew she was here to just get stuff from me…" I mumbled. I walked over to the fridge, just to check if she grabbed something while I wasn't looking. Thankfully I was wrong. Just as I was closing the fridge, Pierre jumped through my window.

"WHERE IS THE FOOD?" I jumped away from the fridge, which the small boy managed to pick up and run out with. I shrugged…no wait! A KINDGRATEN SIZED ADULT JUST TOOK MY FRIDGE! I ran out the house after him.

I guess I'm never going to get a normal day…