Okaaay, this one's for Christmas. If you don't celebrate Christmas, I'm so sorry, but Happy Holidays to everyone!
Katie's five, Kendall's eleven!
I don't own Big Time Rush!
"I WANT THAT!" Katie screamed as she scribbled down another toy on her Christmas list, and then went back to staring at the TV.
"Katie, your list is really long," Kendall pointed out. "I don't think Santa can bring you that much..." He peered over his sister's shoulder and saw that she had 27 toys written on her paper. He only asked for a new hockey stick.
"Kenny, Santa can do anything! I've been a really good girl, so Santa can bring me all my presents!" she explained. Kendall sighed and took the list from his sister, reading through it.
"Okay, well, I don't think you need a helicopter, a wooden table, a dragon...or poker chips!" he told her.
"Why not?" she whined.
"A helicopter won't fit in our house, I don't know what you would use a wooden table for, dragons aren't real, and you're only five; you don't need poker chips!" he answered.
"But, Kendall! That's what I want Santa to bring me!" Katie shouted. Kendall rolled his eyes.
"Why don't you just ask for a new Barbie, instead of...a washing machine?" he said, more like a question. Why would a five-year-old want a washing machine?
"Seriously, Kendall? Barbies are for little kids! I'm five!"
"Okay, well, why do you want a washing machine?" he questioned.
"I don't know," Katie replied.
"Exactly. Ask for things you know you want. Not things adults would want. If you ask for things like that, Santa will think you're just being greedy, and he won't bring you anything," he told her.
"Fine," Katie muttered.
Kendall walked throught the isle at the toy store, holding Katie's Christmas list in his hands. He looked up and down at all the toys and dolls lined up on the shelves. Groaning, he moved onto the next isle when he didn't find anything.
"Kendall, can we leave soon?" James asked impatiently. Logan, James, and Carlos were all following Kendall through the store, waiting for him to choose a Christmas gift for Katie. He already had three picked out, but he knew he had to get some to give from his mother, too, who was stuck working.
"Not yet, James. You guys can go, but I have to keep looking!" Kendall answered.
"Come on, Kendall, three presents from you and your mom is enough! Just let Santa bring her more," Carlos exclaimed. Kendall sighed and looked at Carlos.
"I guess you're right," he mumbled. "You guys go. I have to buy this stuff and then wrap it. I'll meet up with you later," he said.
"Did your Mom give you money?" Logan asked.
"No, I have my own money," Kendall told them. The three boys looked at him in confusion.
"Where did you get it?" James questioned.
"I sold some of my old toys and stuff," he shrugged. They sent him another confused, surprised look.
"Why didn't you just get money from your mom?" Carlos asked him as if he was crazy.
"She's busy, Carlos. She doesn't have that much money...I offered to get Katie some gifts myself," he told his friends with a sigh.
"Oh..." they said together, frowning slightly.
"You guys can go. I just have to buy this stuff," he said, holding up the toys.
"Okay, just come get us when you're done," Logan said. "We'll be at my house." Kendall nodded and watched them leave the store before he went back to shopping.
Kendall sat in his bedroom, wrapping gifts for Katie and his mother. He yawned and slapped a piece of tape onto one last present. After writing their names on them, he stuffed them in his closet and climbed into bed.
Glancing at the clock, he saw that it was almost 12:00 am. His mother would be home from work any minute now to get the presents and put them under the Christmas tree. He knew Santa would be bringing them some more gifts, but his mother told them Santa could only bring one gift for each of them, so he was sure to get more for Katie.
He heard his bedroom door creak open and his mother slowly walked in, frowning at Kendall.
"Why are you still up, Kendall?" she sighed. "It's really late." She walked over to his bed and sat down next to him.
"Sorry, I was just wrapping a couple more presents," he informed her. Mrs. Knight frowned again and gave him a bit of a disapproving look.
"Sweetie, I told you not to get presents for your sister. I told you I would get some. And besides, Santa will be coming, too," she said. Kendall gave her a tiny nod, but deep down, he knew they didn't have that much money. It was their first Christmas without their dad, and he knew that ever since he had died, his mother was going through a hard time. It had been almost eight months, but it was still hard.
"You said Santa can only bring us one gift each, though," Kendall replied after a minute.
"Yes, but I was going to try to get some more gifts," she told him. Kendall glanced at his closet, thinking about all of his money that he had spent.
"Well, did you?" he asked. Mrs. Knight sighed.
"I got one more for each of you," she answered. "And I'm so sorry you can't get more than that, but-"
"Mom, it's okay. I only got Katie four small gifts, and I knew Santa wasn't bringing you anything, so I got some for you, too," he explained.
"You didn't have to do that," Mrs. Knight said. "I don't need presents. I feel guilty that Katie got more than you, though." Kendall smiled.
"I don't care. I didn't really want anything," he promised. "Besides, it's not about the presents!" he exclaimed, and Mrs. Knight gave him a weak smile, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
"Alright, go to sleep now," she said as she stood up and made her way to the closet. "Katie's gonna be waking you up early, I'm sure," she told him. Kendall chuckled and nodded before laying down in bed and closing his eyes. He heard his mother turn the light off and close the door.
About fifteen minutes later, before Kendall could fall asleep, the door opened again, and this time, his sister's head poked into the room. He smiled and motioned for her to come in while moving over in his bed. She darted over to him and climbed up.
"Kendall, I think I heard Santa!" she told him, eyes wide. "He was downstairs putting the presents under the tree! I bet if I went down I would've saw him!"
Kendall laughed a little and pulled his sister tight into his arms. "You're not supposed to see him, though," he said. "It's supposed to be a surprise in the morning."
"But I can't help it that I have good hearing and heard Santa Claus in our house!" she exclaimed. "We gotta go see Santa before he leaves!"
Kendall smiled as he laid her down in his bed. He pulled the blankets up over both of them and wrapped his arm around her tiny body. "I think he already left, Katie," he said.
"Awe," she whined. Kendall laughed again.
"Just go to sleep, okay? I love you, Baby Sister."
"I love you too, Big Brother."
"KENDALL! GET UP! SANTA WAS HERE AND HE LEFT US PRESENTS! KENDALL!"
The eleven-year-old groaned and rolled over, sitting up in bed to find Katie's face an inch away from his.
"Santa was here, Kendall," she whispered.
Kendall laughed and climbed out of bed. Katie darted out of the room with her big brother on her tail. They both stopped in front of their beautiful, green, decorated Christmas tree, huge smiles plastered across their faces.
"PRESENTS!" Katie screamed. Mrs. Knight laughed from her seat on the couch.
"Go ahead, guys! Open up your presents!"
They both sat down on the ground and started ripping open one gift at a time. Kendall opened a big box and found exactly what he wanted: a new hockey stick. He smiled and held it up.
"Look, Mom!" he yelled. She smiled and nodded excitedly.
"I see it, Kendall," she said with a laugh. "Katie, what did you get?" she asked. Katie held up her gift, and Mrs. Knight knew Kendall had to have gotten it for her.
"Look, Mommy! I got my own ice skates! I got new ones, Momma! See them?" she shouted. Mrs. Knight nodded again and looked at Kendall who was smiling at his sister.
"Did you want them, Katie?" he questioned.
"Yeah, I don't know how Santa knew that! He's magical! THANK YOU, SANTA!" she screamed. Kendall laughed and passed her another gift that he bought, but he didn't say a thing about it. He acted like Santa brought it.
Mrs. Knight watched, happiness and pride rushing through her body. Katie was the luckiest girl in the world to have such a sweet brother.
As they finished opening up their last gifts, Katie jumped into her big brother's arms. He held her and squeezed her tiny body.
"This is the best Christmas ever!" Katie exclaimed. Kendall smiled.
She was right. It was the best Christmas ever.
YAY!
I hope everyone has a great Christmas or Hannukah, (did I spell that right...?) or whatever you might celebrate! Have fuuunnn! (:
I hope you liked this! MERRY CHRISTMAS! :] And as Kendall Schmidt would say... Happy ChristmaHannuQuanzica! Heh! :]
