THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to all who reviewed chapter one, especially
Animegirl0014 for the suggestion! Hope you like how that worked out (I had
fun with it!). Here's chapter two, sorry for the delay!!!
Once again I do not own Madonna's "Santa Baby." Also, I don't own the song "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer," although I don't know who it's by. Heheheh ^_^
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The next day dawned bright and clear. Laura was soon up and off to school, and not long afterwards Hamtaro was on his way to the clubhouse. Marian was tidying up the house a bit in preparation for the coming holiday, and, walking by the door to Laura's room, noticed that she had forgotten to make her bed again.
"Must I do everything for her?" she said with a sigh. She put down the basket of clean laundry she was carrying and slipped into Laura's room. As she was smoothing out the sheets under her daughter's pillow, her hand moved across a slightly wrinkled sheet of paper.
"What's this?" Marian asked herself, pulling out the piece of paper and reading it over. "Oh my..."
~
That morning, there was also a fair amount of excitement outside the school. As Laura and Kana approached, they noticed a crowd gathered near the school chicken coop.
"What's going on?" Kana asked as they mingled with the crowd.
"It's Mr. Yoshi!" another student replied.
Sure enough, their very own teacher was sprawled on the ground, apparently quite unconscious.
"Oh wow!" Laura said with a bit too much enthusiasm. "This reminds me of a song!"
Kana just sighed and smacked herself in the forehead as a musical prelude began in the background.
"Mr. Yoshi got run over by a reindeer!" Laura began. "Comin' home from school on Christmas Eve! Now you may say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Kana, we believe!"
Before long, the entire student body had joined in the singing, except for Kana, who was curled up on the ground quietly repeating to herself "It's all just a dream...a very bad dream..."
"He'd been grading papers for too long, and he knew it was time to go, but he hadn't drank his coffee, and he stumbled out the door into the snow! When we found him Christmas morning, at the scene of the attack, there were hoofprints on his forehead, and incriminating Claus marks on his back! Oooooooohhhhhhhhh! Mr. Yoshi got run over by a reindeer, comin' home from school on Christmas Eve, and you can say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Fat Kid, we believe!"
"Hey, I'm not fat!" said Fat Kid. (A/N: You know who I'm talking about...the chubby guy who ripped Kana's 'skitch'? Remember that? You know you do!)
"Now we're all real proud of Charlotte, she's been takin' this real well, see her in there watchin' football, drinking beer and playing cards with her cow, Belle! But it's not Christmas without Yoshi, all his students are dressed in black, and his mom can't help but wonder, should she open up his gifts or take them back? Yeah, Mr. Yoshi got run over by a reindeer, comin' home from school on Christmas Eve, now you can say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Travis, we believe!"
"Uhh...what's this got to do with me?" Travis asked cluelessly, who had just walked up behind the group of students.
"Just because I love you, Travis!" Laura replied. "Don't you love me?"
Travis gave her a funny look. "I'm the most popular guy at school!" he said. "Why in the world would I want to waste my time with a girl like you?" He spit on the ground and walked away.
"Oh well." Laura sighed and continued singing. "Now the goose is on the table, and the pudding made of fig, and his girl Charlotte isn't lonely, because she eats her dinner with her pigs. I've warned all my friends and neighbors, better watch out for yourselves, they should never give a license, to a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves. OOOOOOOHHHHHHH Mr. Yoshi got run over by a reindeer, comin' home from school on Christmas Eve! YOU can say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Eight Ball, we believe!"
"Eight Ball?" Kana inquired, breaking out of her trance for long enough to question Laura.
"Yeah man! I asked my Magic Eight Ball if he believes in Santa. He does! See?" Laura pulled a Magic Eight Ball out of her backpack. She whispered "Do you believe in Santa?" to it and gave it a nice shake.
"Whaddaya mean, 'try again'?" Laura asked it when its answer drifted into view. "You freakin' piece of crap!" She tossed the thing behind her, and it fell right on Mr. Yoshi's head, who had just happened at that moment to be waking up. Unfortunately, the Eight Ball incident knocked his lights right back out.
"Also, there's several things wrong with your song," Kana continued.
"Yeah? Name one," Laura replied.
"Okay. 1. It's not Christmas. 2. Mr. Yoshi isn't here on Christmas Eve. Teachers get a break too, ya know. 3. He didn't get run over by a reindeer. He got run over by a chicken. That's why he fainted. You know how much chickens scare him. So instead of 'hoofprints on his forehead, and incriminating Claus marks on his back,' try 'chicken footprints on his forehead, and incriminating feathers on his back.' 5. Charlotte has no idea that this happened. Neither does she watch football or drink beer. However, the playing cards with her cow I could believe...And the part about eating dinner with her pigs... 6. In case you haven't noticed, we're not dressed in black."
"I am!" shouted some random kid.
Kana threw a shoe at him.
Then she continued her list of why Laura's song was inaccurate.
"7. It's very politically incorrect to give someone the nickname of 'Fat Kid.' 8. Santa doesn't need a license cuz nobody can catch him. 9. Magic Eight Balls just give answers randomly. You can't actually say that yours believes in Santa just cuz it said so once."
"Hey!" Laura said. "It took me 17 tries to get it to say yes! You should respect that!"
Kana sighed. "And finally, reason number ten: MR. YOSHI ISN'T DEAD!!!"
"Are you sure?" asked Fat Kid, poking the teacher with a stick.
~
"Hamtaro! Get over here! Quick!"
Hamtaro turned his head as he heard Boss shout to him from behind a bush near the clubhouse. As he approached, he noticed that all the other Ham- Hams were there as well. And that instead of elf outfits, now they were all wearing army helmets.
"Hmm? What's going on?" Hamtaro asked, joining them.
"Keep it down, would ya!" Boss whispered to him, then put one arm around Hamtaro's shoulders and started whispering in his ear. "They're everywhere. They're out to get us. We have to stop them."
Hamtaro cocked his head to one side. "Heke? Boss, are you feeling okay?"
"SHH!!!" Boss said, making Hamtaro shrink back, startled.
"Who's out to get us?" Hamtaro whispered.
Boss's eyes shifted left and right, scanning the field for a moment before he answered the question. "The snowmen..." he whispered, quite seriously, into Hamtaro's ear.
"Uhh..." a sweatdrop formed on the back of his head while the thought raced through his head that perhaps Boss had gone just a pinch insane.
"I think he's gone a pinch insane," Cappy whispered to Hamtaro. "I didn't see any snowm-"
"GET BACK IN LINE, SOLDIER!!!" Boss shouted. Immediately Cappy fell back in line. Boss glared at the others, and they all straightened up and saluted him.
"Better. Now, we need a plan of action."
"Permission to speak, sir," Panda said nervously.
"Go ahead, soldier," Boss replied.
"I made some machine guns out of snow if that helps," Panda suggested.
"Are you crazy? You can't make machine guns out of - OOF!!!" Boss was cut off as he was hit repeatedly by a barrage of snowballs that must have been going at least 500 miles per hour.
"PENELOPE?! HOW DID YOU GET A HOLD OF THAT?!" Panda shouted, snatching the snow-machine gun away from Penelope, who had accidentally fired it at Boss. "Eh...heheheh..."
"GIMME THAT!" Boss shouted, taking the machine gun from Panda. He examined the weapon, then nodded to himself in a self-satisfied manner. "Okay soldier. How many of these did you make?"
"Enough for all of us," Panda replied.
"Alright then. If you would kindly supply each of us with one of these guns..."
"Yessir," Panda said, and distributed the snow-machine guns.
"Okay, soldiers, here's the deal," Boss started, pacing up and down the line of hamsters as they were each provided with a snow-machine gun. "This is a dangerous mission. As you probably know, some of us - many of us - may not return home tonight. Many of us may lose our lives on the field of battle this very day."
The same thought was running through all of their heads - Boss had completely lost it. But none of them dared speak up against him, so they all just kept quiet and pretended to be inspired by his words.
"I admire your courage, all of you," Boss continued. "The snowmen are a deadly bunch, and your will to go out there and fight - well, it brings a - a tear to my eye." Boss sniffed and wiped a tear from his eye. "But now, soldiers, the time has come to stand up and demand our rights! Yes, some will die, but thus is the cost of freedom! Now, are you with me?"
There was an awkward silence as the Ham-Hams cast each other skeptical glances, wondering what to say...
"I SAID ARE YOU WITH ME?!" Boss shouted. Right away, they all saluted and shouted "AYE SIR!" in reply.
"THEN LET'S GO KICK SOME SNOWMAN BUTT!!!" Boss yelled, and with a wave of his arm, led them into battle.
(A/N: Imagine one of those scenes at the beginning of a battle like in a war movie, where it's all slow motion and stuff? Okay, sorry...heheheh)
After a few moments, Boss suddenly leapt behind a tree and pressed his back against it, motioning silently for the others to follow him. Then he peered out from behind the tree and narrowed his eyes at a figure not too far beyond.
"Ah yes," Boss whispered, either to himself or to the others no one was sure. "There's one of them...just look at that stupid grin on his face, acting so innocent and unawares..."
Indeed, the snowman did have a stupid grin. Made of coal, in fact.
"When I give the signal, we attack," Boss told them.
"What's the signal?" Dexter asked.
"The signal is..." Boss thought about it for a minute. "The signal is...ATTACK!!!"
He rushed out from behind the tree at the snowman and started firing his snow-machine gun at it. The others just shrugged and followed him. By the time they were done, there were so many holes in the poor snowman it looked more like a piece of white swiss cheese.
"Nice work, soldiers," Boss said, wiping sweat from his forehead. He surveyed his army and said happily "And not a single casualty!"
"Boss, I don't think snowmen can fight back," Oxnard told him. "At least this one sure didn't."
"FOOL!" Boss said angrily. "If he didn't fight back, then how did this happen?" Boss pointed to the tear in his left ear.
"Boss, you've had that for as long as we've known you," Hamtaro answered.
"Oh I have not," Boss said. "If this war is a joke to you, then why don't you just go home?!" Boss crossed his arms and glared at all of them.
Two minutes later they were all back at the clubhouse enjoying a nice cup of hot chocolate.
While Boss destroyed innocent snowmen.
~
"Forrest, look what I found in Laura's room."
Forrest looked up from behind his newspaper which, luckily, was not on fire, and said "Yeah?"
Marian held out a piece of paper.
"What's this?" Forrest asked.
"It's Laura's Christmas list," she replied. "I found it under her pillow this morning."
"And?" Forrest asked, wondering why Laura's Christmas list was so important.
"Well, it's...it just doesn't sound like Laura. It's weird," Marian replied. "Listen to this: Santa honey, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot..."
"So Laura wants a yacht," Forrest said. "What's wrong with that?"
"I'll tell you what's wrong with it: A shiny new convertible too, light blue..."
Suddenly, Forrest seemed to be struck with inspiration. He started tapping his foot, then he stood up and took the list from his wife and read it over, humming the song as he went along.
And then, he started singing.
"Santa cutie, there's one thing I really do need, the deed, to a platinum mine, Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight!"
Marina held her head in her hands and started groaning. "Oh God, not you too."
"Santa baby, fill my stocking with a duplex!" Forrest sang on. "And checks! Sign your 'X' on the line, Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight!"
Marian sighed. "Well.if you can't beat 'em, join 'em." She linked arms with her husband and they danced in circles, singing together.
"Come and trim my Christmas tree, with some decorations bought at Tiffany's! I really do believe in you, let's see if you believe in me, boo doo bee doo!"
And when poor Laura arrived home from school, she stopped short and stared wide-eyed when she saw her parents laughing and dancing and singing drunkenly, throwing confetti everywhere too.
"Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing," her father said.
"A ring!" her mother continued the song. "I don't mean on the phone!"
And then together - "Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight!!!"
"You read my list?!" Laura screamed. Then she took off for her room while her parents completely ignored her and kept right on dancing and singing and laughing and hurling confetti.
~
"Today was really weird," Laura started writing in her journal that night while Hamtaro munched away on a seed. "First of all, Mr. Yoshi got run over by one of Santa's chickens!"
"That doesn't hold a candle to the little war we had today," Hamtaro thought to himself. "I wonder if Boss is still going at it."
"Oh yeah, and guess what?" Laura continued. "On the way home from school today, Kana swears she saw a hamster shooting a snowman with a machine gun!"
Hamtaro sighed. No surprise there.
"Kana's weird sometimes. I think she should see a psychiatrist. Anyhow, that was about all that happened today except mom and dad read my Christmas list, which was totally embarrassing. Plus they sang and laughed and danced and threw confetti. It didn't get really bad until they started dancing around outside and throwing confetti at people. But oh well. That's mom and dad for ya." Laura shut her journal and looked at Hamtaro.
"Only ten more days!" she told him. "I hope you're being a good little hamster! I know I am!"
Hamtaro wanted to bite her. Instead, he went with the script and said "Heke" as always.
~
Oxnard: Hello there, this is DJ Oxnard coming to you from 91.7 FM, your Christmas radio station!!! I'm here to take requests for Christmas carols to be sung by the Hams for the next chapter or two! Gimme your requests (aka REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW) and I'll try and get them to sing.until then, MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!
~
I think that chapter was better than the first one. It was funnier, to me at least. Anyhow, in case you haven't figured it out, I'm not gonna be able to do all 12 days before Christmas. But that just means that I'll keep you in the Christams spirit even longer since it'll probably take me past New Year's! Anyhow, review please, and uh, remember to send DJ Oxnard your requests for Christmas carols - you can tell me who you want to sing them, too - and if you have any other ideas you want me to use in this fic - annnnnnnd that's all for now. Hopefully I'll get at least one if not two more chapters up before Christmas. ^_^
Once again I do not own Madonna's "Santa Baby." Also, I don't own the song "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer," although I don't know who it's by. Heheheh ^_^
~
The next day dawned bright and clear. Laura was soon up and off to school, and not long afterwards Hamtaro was on his way to the clubhouse. Marian was tidying up the house a bit in preparation for the coming holiday, and, walking by the door to Laura's room, noticed that she had forgotten to make her bed again.
"Must I do everything for her?" she said with a sigh. She put down the basket of clean laundry she was carrying and slipped into Laura's room. As she was smoothing out the sheets under her daughter's pillow, her hand moved across a slightly wrinkled sheet of paper.
"What's this?" Marian asked herself, pulling out the piece of paper and reading it over. "Oh my..."
~
That morning, there was also a fair amount of excitement outside the school. As Laura and Kana approached, they noticed a crowd gathered near the school chicken coop.
"What's going on?" Kana asked as they mingled with the crowd.
"It's Mr. Yoshi!" another student replied.
Sure enough, their very own teacher was sprawled on the ground, apparently quite unconscious.
"Oh wow!" Laura said with a bit too much enthusiasm. "This reminds me of a song!"
Kana just sighed and smacked herself in the forehead as a musical prelude began in the background.
"Mr. Yoshi got run over by a reindeer!" Laura began. "Comin' home from school on Christmas Eve! Now you may say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Kana, we believe!"
Before long, the entire student body had joined in the singing, except for Kana, who was curled up on the ground quietly repeating to herself "It's all just a dream...a very bad dream..."
"He'd been grading papers for too long, and he knew it was time to go, but he hadn't drank his coffee, and he stumbled out the door into the snow! When we found him Christmas morning, at the scene of the attack, there were hoofprints on his forehead, and incriminating Claus marks on his back! Oooooooohhhhhhhhh! Mr. Yoshi got run over by a reindeer, comin' home from school on Christmas Eve, and you can say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Fat Kid, we believe!"
"Hey, I'm not fat!" said Fat Kid. (A/N: You know who I'm talking about...the chubby guy who ripped Kana's 'skitch'? Remember that? You know you do!)
"Now we're all real proud of Charlotte, she's been takin' this real well, see her in there watchin' football, drinking beer and playing cards with her cow, Belle! But it's not Christmas without Yoshi, all his students are dressed in black, and his mom can't help but wonder, should she open up his gifts or take them back? Yeah, Mr. Yoshi got run over by a reindeer, comin' home from school on Christmas Eve, now you can say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Travis, we believe!"
"Uhh...what's this got to do with me?" Travis asked cluelessly, who had just walked up behind the group of students.
"Just because I love you, Travis!" Laura replied. "Don't you love me?"
Travis gave her a funny look. "I'm the most popular guy at school!" he said. "Why in the world would I want to waste my time with a girl like you?" He spit on the ground and walked away.
"Oh well." Laura sighed and continued singing. "Now the goose is on the table, and the pudding made of fig, and his girl Charlotte isn't lonely, because she eats her dinner with her pigs. I've warned all my friends and neighbors, better watch out for yourselves, they should never give a license, to a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves. OOOOOOOHHHHHHH Mr. Yoshi got run over by a reindeer, comin' home from school on Christmas Eve! YOU can say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Eight Ball, we believe!"
"Eight Ball?" Kana inquired, breaking out of her trance for long enough to question Laura.
"Yeah man! I asked my Magic Eight Ball if he believes in Santa. He does! See?" Laura pulled a Magic Eight Ball out of her backpack. She whispered "Do you believe in Santa?" to it and gave it a nice shake.
"Whaddaya mean, 'try again'?" Laura asked it when its answer drifted into view. "You freakin' piece of crap!" She tossed the thing behind her, and it fell right on Mr. Yoshi's head, who had just happened at that moment to be waking up. Unfortunately, the Eight Ball incident knocked his lights right back out.
"Also, there's several things wrong with your song," Kana continued.
"Yeah? Name one," Laura replied.
"Okay. 1. It's not Christmas. 2. Mr. Yoshi isn't here on Christmas Eve. Teachers get a break too, ya know. 3. He didn't get run over by a reindeer. He got run over by a chicken. That's why he fainted. You know how much chickens scare him. So instead of 'hoofprints on his forehead, and incriminating Claus marks on his back,' try 'chicken footprints on his forehead, and incriminating feathers on his back.' 5. Charlotte has no idea that this happened. Neither does she watch football or drink beer. However, the playing cards with her cow I could believe...And the part about eating dinner with her pigs... 6. In case you haven't noticed, we're not dressed in black."
"I am!" shouted some random kid.
Kana threw a shoe at him.
Then she continued her list of why Laura's song was inaccurate.
"7. It's very politically incorrect to give someone the nickname of 'Fat Kid.' 8. Santa doesn't need a license cuz nobody can catch him. 9. Magic Eight Balls just give answers randomly. You can't actually say that yours believes in Santa just cuz it said so once."
"Hey!" Laura said. "It took me 17 tries to get it to say yes! You should respect that!"
Kana sighed. "And finally, reason number ten: MR. YOSHI ISN'T DEAD!!!"
"Are you sure?" asked Fat Kid, poking the teacher with a stick.
~
"Hamtaro! Get over here! Quick!"
Hamtaro turned his head as he heard Boss shout to him from behind a bush near the clubhouse. As he approached, he noticed that all the other Ham- Hams were there as well. And that instead of elf outfits, now they were all wearing army helmets.
"Hmm? What's going on?" Hamtaro asked, joining them.
"Keep it down, would ya!" Boss whispered to him, then put one arm around Hamtaro's shoulders and started whispering in his ear. "They're everywhere. They're out to get us. We have to stop them."
Hamtaro cocked his head to one side. "Heke? Boss, are you feeling okay?"
"SHH!!!" Boss said, making Hamtaro shrink back, startled.
"Who's out to get us?" Hamtaro whispered.
Boss's eyes shifted left and right, scanning the field for a moment before he answered the question. "The snowmen..." he whispered, quite seriously, into Hamtaro's ear.
"Uhh..." a sweatdrop formed on the back of his head while the thought raced through his head that perhaps Boss had gone just a pinch insane.
"I think he's gone a pinch insane," Cappy whispered to Hamtaro. "I didn't see any snowm-"
"GET BACK IN LINE, SOLDIER!!!" Boss shouted. Immediately Cappy fell back in line. Boss glared at the others, and they all straightened up and saluted him.
"Better. Now, we need a plan of action."
"Permission to speak, sir," Panda said nervously.
"Go ahead, soldier," Boss replied.
"I made some machine guns out of snow if that helps," Panda suggested.
"Are you crazy? You can't make machine guns out of - OOF!!!" Boss was cut off as he was hit repeatedly by a barrage of snowballs that must have been going at least 500 miles per hour.
"PENELOPE?! HOW DID YOU GET A HOLD OF THAT?!" Panda shouted, snatching the snow-machine gun away from Penelope, who had accidentally fired it at Boss. "Eh...heheheh..."
"GIMME THAT!" Boss shouted, taking the machine gun from Panda. He examined the weapon, then nodded to himself in a self-satisfied manner. "Okay soldier. How many of these did you make?"
"Enough for all of us," Panda replied.
"Alright then. If you would kindly supply each of us with one of these guns..."
"Yessir," Panda said, and distributed the snow-machine guns.
"Okay, soldiers, here's the deal," Boss started, pacing up and down the line of hamsters as they were each provided with a snow-machine gun. "This is a dangerous mission. As you probably know, some of us - many of us - may not return home tonight. Many of us may lose our lives on the field of battle this very day."
The same thought was running through all of their heads - Boss had completely lost it. But none of them dared speak up against him, so they all just kept quiet and pretended to be inspired by his words.
"I admire your courage, all of you," Boss continued. "The snowmen are a deadly bunch, and your will to go out there and fight - well, it brings a - a tear to my eye." Boss sniffed and wiped a tear from his eye. "But now, soldiers, the time has come to stand up and demand our rights! Yes, some will die, but thus is the cost of freedom! Now, are you with me?"
There was an awkward silence as the Ham-Hams cast each other skeptical glances, wondering what to say...
"I SAID ARE YOU WITH ME?!" Boss shouted. Right away, they all saluted and shouted "AYE SIR!" in reply.
"THEN LET'S GO KICK SOME SNOWMAN BUTT!!!" Boss yelled, and with a wave of his arm, led them into battle.
(A/N: Imagine one of those scenes at the beginning of a battle like in a war movie, where it's all slow motion and stuff? Okay, sorry...heheheh)
After a few moments, Boss suddenly leapt behind a tree and pressed his back against it, motioning silently for the others to follow him. Then he peered out from behind the tree and narrowed his eyes at a figure not too far beyond.
"Ah yes," Boss whispered, either to himself or to the others no one was sure. "There's one of them...just look at that stupid grin on his face, acting so innocent and unawares..."
Indeed, the snowman did have a stupid grin. Made of coal, in fact.
"When I give the signal, we attack," Boss told them.
"What's the signal?" Dexter asked.
"The signal is..." Boss thought about it for a minute. "The signal is...ATTACK!!!"
He rushed out from behind the tree at the snowman and started firing his snow-machine gun at it. The others just shrugged and followed him. By the time they were done, there were so many holes in the poor snowman it looked more like a piece of white swiss cheese.
"Nice work, soldiers," Boss said, wiping sweat from his forehead. He surveyed his army and said happily "And not a single casualty!"
"Boss, I don't think snowmen can fight back," Oxnard told him. "At least this one sure didn't."
"FOOL!" Boss said angrily. "If he didn't fight back, then how did this happen?" Boss pointed to the tear in his left ear.
"Boss, you've had that for as long as we've known you," Hamtaro answered.
"Oh I have not," Boss said. "If this war is a joke to you, then why don't you just go home?!" Boss crossed his arms and glared at all of them.
Two minutes later they were all back at the clubhouse enjoying a nice cup of hot chocolate.
While Boss destroyed innocent snowmen.
~
"Forrest, look what I found in Laura's room."
Forrest looked up from behind his newspaper which, luckily, was not on fire, and said "Yeah?"
Marian held out a piece of paper.
"What's this?" Forrest asked.
"It's Laura's Christmas list," she replied. "I found it under her pillow this morning."
"And?" Forrest asked, wondering why Laura's Christmas list was so important.
"Well, it's...it just doesn't sound like Laura. It's weird," Marian replied. "Listen to this: Santa honey, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot..."
"So Laura wants a yacht," Forrest said. "What's wrong with that?"
"I'll tell you what's wrong with it: A shiny new convertible too, light blue..."
Suddenly, Forrest seemed to be struck with inspiration. He started tapping his foot, then he stood up and took the list from his wife and read it over, humming the song as he went along.
And then, he started singing.
"Santa cutie, there's one thing I really do need, the deed, to a platinum mine, Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight!"
Marina held her head in her hands and started groaning. "Oh God, not you too."
"Santa baby, fill my stocking with a duplex!" Forrest sang on. "And checks! Sign your 'X' on the line, Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight!"
Marian sighed. "Well.if you can't beat 'em, join 'em." She linked arms with her husband and they danced in circles, singing together.
"Come and trim my Christmas tree, with some decorations bought at Tiffany's! I really do believe in you, let's see if you believe in me, boo doo bee doo!"
And when poor Laura arrived home from school, she stopped short and stared wide-eyed when she saw her parents laughing and dancing and singing drunkenly, throwing confetti everywhere too.
"Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing," her father said.
"A ring!" her mother continued the song. "I don't mean on the phone!"
And then together - "Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight!!!"
"You read my list?!" Laura screamed. Then she took off for her room while her parents completely ignored her and kept right on dancing and singing and laughing and hurling confetti.
~
"Today was really weird," Laura started writing in her journal that night while Hamtaro munched away on a seed. "First of all, Mr. Yoshi got run over by one of Santa's chickens!"
"That doesn't hold a candle to the little war we had today," Hamtaro thought to himself. "I wonder if Boss is still going at it."
"Oh yeah, and guess what?" Laura continued. "On the way home from school today, Kana swears she saw a hamster shooting a snowman with a machine gun!"
Hamtaro sighed. No surprise there.
"Kana's weird sometimes. I think she should see a psychiatrist. Anyhow, that was about all that happened today except mom and dad read my Christmas list, which was totally embarrassing. Plus they sang and laughed and danced and threw confetti. It didn't get really bad until they started dancing around outside and throwing confetti at people. But oh well. That's mom and dad for ya." Laura shut her journal and looked at Hamtaro.
"Only ten more days!" she told him. "I hope you're being a good little hamster! I know I am!"
Hamtaro wanted to bite her. Instead, he went with the script and said "Heke" as always.
~
Oxnard: Hello there, this is DJ Oxnard coming to you from 91.7 FM, your Christmas radio station!!! I'm here to take requests for Christmas carols to be sung by the Hams for the next chapter or two! Gimme your requests (aka REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW) and I'll try and get them to sing.until then, MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!
~
I think that chapter was better than the first one. It was funnier, to me at least. Anyhow, in case you haven't figured it out, I'm not gonna be able to do all 12 days before Christmas. But that just means that I'll keep you in the Christams spirit even longer since it'll probably take me past New Year's! Anyhow, review please, and uh, remember to send DJ Oxnard your requests for Christmas carols - you can tell me who you want to sing them, too - and if you have any other ideas you want me to use in this fic - annnnnnnd that's all for now. Hopefully I'll get at least one if not two more chapters up before Christmas. ^_^