Chapter 3: Christmas Time... Again

Sorry it took so long. Went on a stupid class trip. Last chapter!

"OK, OK!" Abby stood on the table and tapped her glass with a fork, trying to get the chatting people's attention, "Today is Christmas Eve as we all know. I have prepared a little treat for you! It's a tape from last year featuring four very untalented doctors!" groans from three distinct people could be heard, "Now, unfortunately, one of those doctors couldn't be with us here tonight. She had plans with the man upstairs," There was a moment of silence and then Abby continued, "But for the other three, Dave, Carter and Luka, who are here, I would like to say that you still can't sing and you still have bad taste in lovers!" Abby jumped off the table and made her way to the TV. Dave leaned over to Carter.
"Well, even though we made, uh, 'idiots' of ourselves last year, I was the one who spiked the eggnog this year!" he whispered.
"I was wondering why she seemed a little tipsy," Carter and Dave smiled at each other,
"In away, I'm jealous of Lucy," Carter said after a moment. Dave looked at him.
"How could you be jealous of her?"
"She doesn't have to be here when everyone is watching us 'idiots.'" Dave nodded, understanding.
"Yeah, but would you rather be here, or upstairs with her?" Dave asked. Carter thought for a minute.
"I honestly do not know!"
"Poor Lucy."
"Yeah..." He hid his face in his hands when he looked up and saw Lucy and himself on the screen and then muttered, "I'd rather be with Lucy," Dave laughed. As everyone was laughing at the way Carter and Lucy were flirting casually and stupidly with each other, the door blew open suddenly, allowing snow and wind to rush in like a flood. In the door stood a person bundled in clothing. When the person took off the scarf around their head, they recognized who it was and smiled.
"Sorry I'm late, guys. Mr. Larison upstairs was being a pain in the butt!" she said.
"It's all right, Lucy, glad you could make it!" Peter laughed. The woman looked at him, wondering why he was laughing. She then noticed the TV was on and sighed.
"God, you aren't actually watching this are you?" she asked.
"Over here, Luce, with all the other idiots!" Carter called over to her. She smiled and approached them.
"Hey Carter," she said, "This as embarrassing as we thought it'd be?"
"More," Carter replied, "But we're having a great time! How was the guy upstairs?"
"Mr. Larison?"
"We all just like to call him 'the man upstairs.' It's easier and more polite than 'the grumpy old guy upstairs.'"
"He was fine, his usual annoying self, but fine. Soon we're gonna move him to a lower level though," Lucy replied.
"Gee, great, then he could be 'the guy downstairs...' Come to think of it, that suits him a whole lot better the little devil!" Lucy laughed at Carter's comment.
"Guess who I saw today?" she said.
"Who?"
"Samantha Sobriki."
"What did you see her for?" Carter looked at her suspiciously.
"I didn't see her, she saw me. She came to give me a Christmas card. She had one for you too. Here," Lucy handed him an envelope, "I think she still feels bad about what happened last Valentine's Day with her husband."
"Yeah, well, she didn't know it was going to happen and neither did we. The important thing is that you didn't die and I did not get addicted to pain medication and Abby did not become my sponsor and ship me off to-"
"Carter that's enough! What are you talking about?"
"Some dream I had I think..."
"What I *think* you mean to say is that the important thing is that we are both alive and healthy despite the stabbing." (Hey, you expect me to have Lucy killed did you? I mean, come on, it's a comedy!)
"Hey, Dr. Knight, glad to see you could make it!" Dave said coming over.
"Why hello, Dr. Dave!" Lucy said back.
"Nice to see you. But you came at a bad time!"
"Oh, I'm not so sure about that..." Lucy smiled and they silently watched as their colleagues chuckled at their stupid behavior, but the real fun came after.
"Ah ha!" Dave said, "Payback time! Hey Abby!" he called over to her.
"Yeah?" she asked.
"How 'bout a rendition of 'Yellow Submarine?'" he said, whipping out a microphone.
"Kareoke?" Abby asked excitedly, "I'd be delighted!" And so Dave sat back with a video camera, satisfied as Abby screeched the words to the old song. Luka watched her, too.
"Dave, it's not very respectful to take advantage of someone when they're drunk!" he said.
"Hey, she did it to us first!" Dave retorted. Luka sighed and shook his head, knowing there was no way on earth to change Dave's mind. As they watched Abby sing the notes to 'Yello Submarine,' it brought back some happy memories.
"You know, Abby's goung to kill you tomorrow..." Luka said, slowly.
"So? I can run really fast!"
"So can I!" Luka gave him a look and Dave fell silent.
Carter laughed and said, "Well, Happy Holidays!"
"Merry Christmas!" Lucy smiled.
"Happy New Years! Wahoo! I'm gonna tease her about this one for a while!" Dave laughed then added at the look on Luka's face, "Uh, I mean, well, yeah..." Luka just laughed and said the only thing left to be said.
"And Happy Boxing day!" Lucy, Carter and even Dave looked at him.
"What?" he asked, "You guys took all the others!" and they laughed with the bad singing in the background.