Chapter 25 Holiday Preparations Lisa
The first Jill and me are heading for are the clothing stores. The guys can't do anything but follow us. They are however making sure we know they're not enjoying it, by moaning and complaining the entire way.
They're sitting down on some benches outside the stores, while me and Jill roam around, trying to find new outfits. After about an hour later, the guys are carrying all kinds of bags. Yeah, I'm kind of rich. The guys don't look that happy, but who cares?
About two hours and a lot of shopping later, even I'm getting bored. That's basically because Tim insists on visiting every hardware store and Jill wants to visit every book store. The four of us just follow them reluctantly. We want to ditch them, but they are our ride home and they wanted to spend the day together. So, instead of feeling guilty, we opt to feeling bored.
We've already got all the presents we wanted to buy and because of the boredom, we're becoming a little giddy. We start to make faces at each other and at Tim and Jill behind their backs, putting on an innocent face every time they turn around. And then snickering as they start walking again. We keep this up and without looking where we're going, I bump into someone all of a sudden. I look up apologetically and see a clown, who looks a little angry as he watches the helium balloons he was holding, rise up in the air.
'Oops, sorry.' We all snicker again as we walk away.
Tim walks into another hardware store and we sigh in annoyance. We stand outside as he drags Jill with him. We stare at all the people rushing through the mall and the parents, trying to keep their children in check as they run around the mall. We make fun of those people and laugh at jokes, until we see all the kids heading in the same direction. We look at each other, before hurrying the same way.
'Come on!' We laugh like little kids and stand in line, ignoring the looks we get from the parents and kids around us. Finally, it's our turn and we start to walk forward, when he stops us.
'Ho ho ho, hello there. I'm sorry, but don't you look a little old to be here?'
'We're not old. Ok, maybe Brad is. But we're still kids. We have the same right to sit on your lap and get a present like all other kids here.' Randy protests. We try to stifle a laugh as we realize how wrong that sounds.
'I'm sorry little man, but you need to be a certain height to sit on my lap. And I'm afraid you're just too tall.'
'See Randy, you're not that short.' Randy stomps Brad's arm, before turning back to the Mall Santa, who is just calling forward the next kid in line.
'Hey, now that's just not fair. What about us? Don't we get a present?' He protests again. Santa seems to think about it, before smiling.
'Well, if you really want a present from Santa, why don't you sing a song?'
'A song?'
'Yes. If you sing a song for all the kids here, I will give you a present as well.' We give each other mischievous looks before responding.
'Ok. Give us a minute.' We step out of the line, while Santa lets other children come forward. We huddle together and discuss our plan.
Randy heads back to the clown and gives him an apology, before handing him some money and taking some balloons, which haven't been tied yet.
I walk back to the line and pull out my camera, before grabbing everyone's attention. With a smile we notice Tim and Jill now watching us with a questioning glance.
'Ok, we're ready for that song now.' Santa gives the last child a present, before it runs back to it's parents. He turns his attention to us and waits curiously.
I hold my camera ready, when the guys walk back. They now each support a Christmas hat, while holding a balloon to their mouth. They inhale and swallow, before opening their mouths to sing.
(To the Tune "Santa Claus is Coming to Town")
You'd better watch out,
You'd better not
cry,
You'd better not pout;
I'm telling you why.
Santa Claus is tapping Your phone.
He's bugging your room,
He's reading your
mail,
He's keeping a file
And running a tail.
Santa Claus is tapping Your phone.
He hears you in the bedroom,
Surveills you out of
doors,
And if that doesn't get the goods,
Then he'll use
provocateurs.
So--you mustn't assume Santa Claus is
tapping Your phone.
That you are secure.
On
Christmas Eve
He'll kick in your door.
When they finish, the entire mall is quiet. Everyone just stands there in shock. I see Tim starting to chuckle and Jill slapping his arm as she sees it. But I see the hidden smile on her own face.
We look at each others and shrug our shoulders, before all hell breaks loose.
'Get them!' We all make a run for it, while laughing as Santa sends his helpers after us.
After running for about twenty minutes, we make it outside and hide behind some bushes as the helpers follow. We try to regain our breath and as we do, we look at each other and burst out laughing.
Tim and Jill find us outside, laughing, while tears run down our face. As we see them standing in front of us, arms folded on their chests, trying to look angry, we burst out laughing once again. They roll their eyes at us, before smiling themselves.
'Come on, you idiots. After that stunt you just pulled, you'll be lucky if we're ever allowed in here again.' We just laugh and shakily get up with help from each other.
'Yeah, but it was so worth it.' Randy mutters, while wiping a tear away.
'Did you see the looks on their faces? It was priceless.' Mark adds.
'Oh man, that was great. I haven't had that much fun in years.' Brad says, before also wiping tears from his eyes and still chuckling.
'And the best part: I've got everything on tape.' I tell them with a grin as their eyes widen.
'You didn't! Oh my god, I have to see that.' Brad and Mark nod in agreement as we all grin. 'You know, I've just thought of something. We should go back.' We raise our eyebrows at Randy. 'Well, we sang a song, didn't we? Where's our present?'
Then in one moment we burst out laughing a third time, holding our sides as it's really starting to hurt now. In our laughing we stagger after Tim and Jill and get into the car. They just shake their heads at us in amusement as we recount the events between our laughter.
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A/N Hi there! Here a short chapter between holidays, as too much holiday chapters in a row might be too much. Next up a Christmas chapter, with surprising events.
I'd like to thank Randy Taylor for his idea of the family going Christmas shopping, thanx, I owe you :)
Thanks all and R&R if you want to read more!
Love, Baxxie