Chapter 3


The six kids sat in the girls' bedroom, still unwilling to talk to one

another. Finally, Blossom decided to try to spark some excitement with music.

She got her guitar out and began playing. Catching on quickly, Bubbles got

behind her drum set and Buttercup picked up her bass guitar.

For a few minutes, the boys just looked at them. Then the boy in purple

went to one of his suitcases and began setting up a keyboard. His brother in

gray followed suit, getting an acoustic guitar. The third brother pulled a

saxophone out of his bag. Before long, the group was jamming to Jingle Bell

Rock.

This seemed to lighten things up so they finally decided to talk to each

other. Blossom started for the girls.

"Well in case you hadn't already heard from the Professor, I'm Blossom."

The other girls quickly introduced themselves and for a moment all was

silent. Finally, the boy in purple, who had been eating for the past few

minutes, stood up.

"Well, I guess I'll start for the boys. My name's Jingles and I'm the

leader of the Guardian Angels." With that, he sat back down and began eating

again.

Next came the boy in gray. "Tinsel's my name. And I'll kill the first

person that makes any mean comments about it."

He turned to sit down, but tripped on the rug and fell on his face. As

the other's laughed, the third boy stood. His brown eyes flashed as he prepared

to introduce himself.

"Snausages!" He cried, happily before sitting down.

Tinsel, who was getting up now, decided to explain.

"That was Gabriel. He the stupid one."

"Tinsel!" Yelled Jingles. "Just because he's a few seeds short of an

apple tree doesn't mean you have to pick on him."

Tinsel glared at him before sitting down. Blossom took a moment to think

about whom these three were. They had a bottomless pit, a klutz, and a moron.

This was definitely gonna be an interesting Christmas.