Hullo! Guess what? I won't be ranting at the beginning this time! YAY!





Matthias was finally done Christmas shopping, and the Abbot was done with the dibbuns.



"Merry Christmas, every beast! Today we will have our annual Holiday Feast, to celebrate the spirit of Christmas, as we all come together (WoW, I came up with that?) to share love and joy. Now if you'll please take your seats, the feast will begin." Preached the abbot. Every Beast pulled their chairs out, sat in them, and pushed themselves in. Then food *magically* (Go Harry Potter!) appeared on the table. They dug in, and ate 'till they threw up (nasty).

All of them went to the Big Christmas Tree, which had many presents under it. They all ran toward it and looked frantically for their own.

"Hey, look! I got a TV!"

"I got a GBA!"

"I got coal!"

" I got fake vomit!"

And they said stuff like that.

"Hey Dad!" yelled Mattimeo. Matthias walked over to his son. " I love this pig you got me!" he exclaimed. He sat the pig on the ground and it ran around, knocking people over.

"I'm so happy that you like it, son. I love you."

"I love you too, dad." He said, not really meaning it, being more focused on his run-a-way pig than anything else.

Well, everybody had opened all his or her presents, except Matthias. "Hey, where's my presents?"

"Don't worry, dear. You'll probably find them tomorrow." Said Cornflower. She just walked to the gatehouse. Matthias loyally followed her.

Matthias was peacefully sleeping (Yeah, right) when he had a weird dream.

"Matthias! You got no gifts because you told people they were dead! That is not the warrior's way, idiot!" yelled the cloaked mouse.

"Hey!" said Matthias. He chased after the figure. "Who are you?" he asked.

"I am.MARTIN!!!!!! Instead of good gifts though, you're gonna get Brittany Spears CDs!" Martin exclaimed. The he just disappeared.



"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! THAT IS SO NOT FAIR!" pouted Matthias

















The End.

I hope you enjoyed it. Yes, I mean it this team. I think. Ask the penguins. They're the ones who stole my sanity.

Review, please? That's all I want for Christmas, to get 20 reviews..

Well, thank you for reading and I hope you don't get Brittany Spears CDs.

Top Ten Signs Santa Hates You

10. Your stocking is ticking

9. Every kid gets a candy cane, you get a ball of rusty barbed wire

8. He brings you a new car -- right through the living room wall

7. His expression doesn't seem to be "jolly" so much as "seething and vengeful"

6. FBI bursts into your house saying, "We got a tip from Santa Claus you're hiding Mullah Omar"

5. You're being stalked by an elf hitman

4. You spend ten minutes telling him what you want -- he says, "Oh, I'm sorry, were you talking to me?"

3. Only item he leaves: a note reading "Your wife was great"

2. "Gift" he just gave you -- 2 weeks on a Disney cruise with Trent Lott

1. His distinctive laugh: "Ho, ho, go screw yourself"

That was from Letterman. Just had to put in here.