Chapter 6: Dear Santa...
Disclaimer: Malcolm in the Middle and Slayers don't belong to me!! (I like Frankie Muniz^^)
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Christmas is just around the corner and our little mazoku lords are crowded around the fireplace, chatting...erm, I mean fighting,
"Give me the candy!!!" Phibby hissed and tried to pry a candy cane from Garv.
"That's mine!!" Garv yelled and shoved Phibby away.
"Dolphin, what are you doing?" Dynast asked suddenly.
"I'm writing to Santa!!" she chirped merrily.
"Santa!?" Phibby lost interest in the candy and turned his attention towards Dolphin. "He doesn't exist!"
"He does!" Zelas yelled.
""Only babies write to Santa!!" Phibby snorted.
"We're babies." Dynast pointed out. Phibby scowled.
"Oh come on, one letter won't kill you." Garv grinned and took out a piece of paper. " Or are you to chicken??" he sneered. Phibby glared at Grav.
"You're the chicken!"
"Yeah! I'm telling Santa what I want him to bring me on Christmas!!" Dolphin smiled. Phibby frowned.
"Are you all writing?"
The others nodded. He sighed.
"Fine!"
The others took a paper each and went to their respective corners to write. ~*~
Zelas sucked her thumb, staring at the paper in front of her.
"I can't write!!" she whined, walking over to Dynast
"Draw then." Dynast muttered.
"Ok." Zelas said and drew put what she want. When she finished, she smiled at her drawings and checked it again.
Dear Santa, I've been a good girl this year. Phibby said that you don't exist, but I'm sure you do. These are the things that I want and you better give them to me or I'll set Mr Snuggles on you!
I want...
-Wine. Lotsa lotsa wine!
-Fruitcake!!
-A new collar for Mr Snuggles
-Dolphin to stop teasing me
-cigarettes
-nice and pretty accessories
-a nice pipe like that old hobbit
-a nice purple wolf
-A big shark to eat up Dolphin's fish
That's all. I think. Remember to bring me all that I want or I'll get Xelly to annoy the hell out of you and your little slaves!! Oh yes, please inform Dolphin that she is not the most kawaii and innocent girl in the entire Slayers world. I AM!
Yours truly(NOT! Mwahahahah)
Zelas
~*~
Dolphin smiled as she finished her letter. She did some final touch ups and folded it neatly. Then she opened it again to check if everything that she wanted was written down.
Dear Santa,
I've been very very very good this year. I've only bullied Zelas for like 127483 times. It has been an improvement. So I hope that you will give these to me.
I want....
-Goldy. I wanna my fishie back!!
-A fishing rod.
-New dresses
-A book on fishies
-A big monster that will eat up Zelas's shark which wanna eat up my fishies.(At the same time you may call it to eat up Zelas too. Heh heh heh)
I'm pretty pissed off with my siblings thinking that I'm insane. I want you to make them realise that I'm as normal as them. Well, I wouldn't call them NORMAL. Anyway I'm a very normal person. I've divined that I will only go insane 5000 years later(and it's all Zelas's and that fruitcake of hers fault. Id liked to live a normal life, but nooooo, that stupid fruitcake must annoy the sanity out of me), so tell everyone that I'm perfectly normal. So, dear Santa, please give the most kawaii and innocent girl in the entire Slayers world(So there, Zelas! Nyahaahaha) what she wants....You better or I'll FLOOD your home.
Love
Dolphin ~*~
Dynast frowned. He had written down what he wanted with as little grammar and spelling mistakes as possible. He decided to check through it again before sending it to Santa.
Santa Claus(I am not going to 'dear' you.)
I have been a good boy, I always have been, so you better give me what I want.
-Ice cream
-A polar bear(a real one) so that I can call it to bite you. Heh.
-More ice-creams
-My yo-yo that Garv broke
-Money
-The North Pole(Yeah, I wanna live there when I grow up so you better shift your big fat arse over to the south pole before I move.)
-More ice-cream
-a general called Sherra(make her like me to)
-A map of the North Pole so that I can plan where I want my home to be next time.
-Shampoo for Garv.(his hair really stinks)
I guess that's all. Oh wait a minute Would you please get my two sisters and brothers to stop fighting? It's really getting on my nerves. And, make Shabby create another two or three mazoku lords, because it's really tiring being the middle child. How come Malcolm gets his own show and I don't!!??
You better give me what I want or I'll get Garv to bomb your igloo.
Yours unfaithfully
Dynast Grausherra
Ps. You may leave your elves and reindeers for me to be my slaves when you move to the South Pole.
~*~
Garv snickered as he re-read what he had written.
Dear Fat Man who lives in the North(Shouldn't you start losing a little weight? Our chimney is really small)
I have been a good boy all year! I've only played 12683498502037843904 tricks on my siblings, Ceipheed and the dragons.
I want
-Explosives to blow up Phibby's bedroom
-More explosives to bomb the dragon's house
-Stink bombs to put in Phibby's room
-Tricks to play on my siblings
-Firecrackers to stick under Dynast's bed at night
-A new sword(preferably the sword of light)
-A nice ribbon for my hair.(Make that two, no many nice ribbons)
-A dragon for a slave
-A Bunsen burner
-More explosives
-More firecrackers
-Phibby's glow-in-the-dark crayons(all of them)
That wasn't so much was it? Oh yes, make Phibby disappear from the face of this earth will you? He wants everything I want! Just because he's the oldest, he thinks he should have everything. Can I be the oldest for a change??
Well you better give me what I want or I'll blow up your igloo.(I still have some explosives left over from this year)
Yours(Wait a minute, I'm not yours. Whatever)
Garv
~*~
Phibby snorted as he read his letter again. He didn't really believe in Santa, but no harm trying. Furthermore it would be embarrassing if his siblings get presents on Christmas day on he got nothing.
To whoever it may concern at the North Pole
Look, I don't believe that you actually exist but I'm writing to you just for the sake that there might be a 0.0000001% chance of you existing. Anyway, I'll cut the crap. This is what I want and what you better give me or I'll smash your soul orb when I grow older.
-Golden marbles(preferably those with your soul inside)
-candy. Lots of candy
-A three headed doggy
-explosives to blow up Garv's room
-Stink bombs to put in Garv's room
-More candy
-More explosives
-Worms to slip into Dolphin's dress
-World destruction
-Growth spurt(Garv is taller than me now!!)
-Death to Lina Inverse!!!!(I know she isn't born yet, but can you prevent her from being born??)
-Dolphin to start talking to me(she's pissed off that I smashed her fish!!)
That's all I could think of today. I'll sent more letters if I thought of something else I want. I'm warning you, you'd better give me what I want or I'll get everyone to HATE YOU FOR LIFE and blow up your igloo before finally throwing your soul orb down a cliff.
Ps. I have been very very good too! I've only thought of destroying the world 12783728749102 times.
Insincerely yours
Hellmaster Phibrizzo
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Kind of short. I can't think of anything else that these terrors could possibly want. Hmm, any suggestions on what I should write about in the next chapter? Oh, and thanks to all who reviewed. Arigato! Arigato!
Disclaimer: Malcolm in the Middle and Slayers don't belong to me!! (I like Frankie Muniz^^)
~*~
Christmas is just around the corner and our little mazoku lords are crowded around the fireplace, chatting...erm, I mean fighting,
"Give me the candy!!!" Phibby hissed and tried to pry a candy cane from Garv.
"That's mine!!" Garv yelled and shoved Phibby away.
"Dolphin, what are you doing?" Dynast asked suddenly.
"I'm writing to Santa!!" she chirped merrily.
"Santa!?" Phibby lost interest in the candy and turned his attention towards Dolphin. "He doesn't exist!"
"He does!" Zelas yelled.
""Only babies write to Santa!!" Phibby snorted.
"We're babies." Dynast pointed out. Phibby scowled.
"Oh come on, one letter won't kill you." Garv grinned and took out a piece of paper. " Or are you to chicken??" he sneered. Phibby glared at Grav.
"You're the chicken!"
"Yeah! I'm telling Santa what I want him to bring me on Christmas!!" Dolphin smiled. Phibby frowned.
"Are you all writing?"
The others nodded. He sighed.
"Fine!"
The others took a paper each and went to their respective corners to write. ~*~
Zelas sucked her thumb, staring at the paper in front of her.
"I can't write!!" she whined, walking over to Dynast
"Draw then." Dynast muttered.
"Ok." Zelas said and drew put what she want. When she finished, she smiled at her drawings and checked it again.
Dear Santa, I've been a good girl this year. Phibby said that you don't exist, but I'm sure you do. These are the things that I want and you better give them to me or I'll set Mr Snuggles on you!
I want...
-Wine. Lotsa lotsa wine!
-Fruitcake!!
-A new collar for Mr Snuggles
-Dolphin to stop teasing me
-cigarettes
-nice and pretty accessories
-a nice pipe like that old hobbit
-a nice purple wolf
-A big shark to eat up Dolphin's fish
That's all. I think. Remember to bring me all that I want or I'll get Xelly to annoy the hell out of you and your little slaves!! Oh yes, please inform Dolphin that she is not the most kawaii and innocent girl in the entire Slayers world. I AM!
Yours truly(NOT! Mwahahahah)
Zelas
~*~
Dolphin smiled as she finished her letter. She did some final touch ups and folded it neatly. Then she opened it again to check if everything that she wanted was written down.
Dear Santa,
I've been very very very good this year. I've only bullied Zelas for like 127483 times. It has been an improvement. So I hope that you will give these to me.
I want....
-Goldy. I wanna my fishie back!!
-A fishing rod.
-New dresses
-A book on fishies
-A big monster that will eat up Zelas's shark which wanna eat up my fishies.(At the same time you may call it to eat up Zelas too. Heh heh heh)
I'm pretty pissed off with my siblings thinking that I'm insane. I want you to make them realise that I'm as normal as them. Well, I wouldn't call them NORMAL. Anyway I'm a very normal person. I've divined that I will only go insane 5000 years later(and it's all Zelas's and that fruitcake of hers fault. Id liked to live a normal life, but nooooo, that stupid fruitcake must annoy the sanity out of me), so tell everyone that I'm perfectly normal. So, dear Santa, please give the most kawaii and innocent girl in the entire Slayers world(So there, Zelas! Nyahaahaha) what she wants....You better or I'll FLOOD your home.
Love
Dolphin ~*~
Dynast frowned. He had written down what he wanted with as little grammar and spelling mistakes as possible. He decided to check through it again before sending it to Santa.
Santa Claus(I am not going to 'dear' you.)
I have been a good boy, I always have been, so you better give me what I want.
-Ice cream
-A polar bear(a real one) so that I can call it to bite you. Heh.
-More ice-creams
-My yo-yo that Garv broke
-Money
-The North Pole(Yeah, I wanna live there when I grow up so you better shift your big fat arse over to the south pole before I move.)
-More ice-cream
-a general called Sherra(make her like me to)
-A map of the North Pole so that I can plan where I want my home to be next time.
-Shampoo for Garv.(his hair really stinks)
I guess that's all. Oh wait a minute Would you please get my two sisters and brothers to stop fighting? It's really getting on my nerves. And, make Shabby create another two or three mazoku lords, because it's really tiring being the middle child. How come Malcolm gets his own show and I don't!!??
You better give me what I want or I'll get Garv to bomb your igloo.
Yours unfaithfully
Dynast Grausherra
Ps. You may leave your elves and reindeers for me to be my slaves when you move to the South Pole.
~*~
Garv snickered as he re-read what he had written.
Dear Fat Man who lives in the North(Shouldn't you start losing a little weight? Our chimney is really small)
I have been a good boy all year! I've only played 12683498502037843904 tricks on my siblings, Ceipheed and the dragons.
I want
-Explosives to blow up Phibby's bedroom
-More explosives to bomb the dragon's house
-Stink bombs to put in Phibby's room
-Tricks to play on my siblings
-Firecrackers to stick under Dynast's bed at night
-A new sword(preferably the sword of light)
-A nice ribbon for my hair.(Make that two, no many nice ribbons)
-A dragon for a slave
-A Bunsen burner
-More explosives
-More firecrackers
-Phibby's glow-in-the-dark crayons(all of them)
That wasn't so much was it? Oh yes, make Phibby disappear from the face of this earth will you? He wants everything I want! Just because he's the oldest, he thinks he should have everything. Can I be the oldest for a change??
Well you better give me what I want or I'll blow up your igloo.(I still have some explosives left over from this year)
Yours(Wait a minute, I'm not yours. Whatever)
Garv
~*~
Phibby snorted as he read his letter again. He didn't really believe in Santa, but no harm trying. Furthermore it would be embarrassing if his siblings get presents on Christmas day on he got nothing.
To whoever it may concern at the North Pole
Look, I don't believe that you actually exist but I'm writing to you just for the sake that there might be a 0.0000001% chance of you existing. Anyway, I'll cut the crap. This is what I want and what you better give me or I'll smash your soul orb when I grow older.
-Golden marbles(preferably those with your soul inside)
-candy. Lots of candy
-A three headed doggy
-explosives to blow up Garv's room
-Stink bombs to put in Garv's room
-More candy
-More explosives
-Worms to slip into Dolphin's dress
-World destruction
-Growth spurt(Garv is taller than me now!!)
-Death to Lina Inverse!!!!(I know she isn't born yet, but can you prevent her from being born??)
-Dolphin to start talking to me(she's pissed off that I smashed her fish!!)
That's all I could think of today. I'll sent more letters if I thought of something else I want. I'm warning you, you'd better give me what I want or I'll get everyone to HATE YOU FOR LIFE and blow up your igloo before finally throwing your soul orb down a cliff.
Ps. I have been very very good too! I've only thought of destroying the world 12783728749102 times.
Insincerely yours
Hellmaster Phibrizzo
~*~
Kind of short. I can't think of anything else that these terrors could possibly want. Hmm, any suggestions on what I should write about in the next chapter? Oh, and thanks to all who reviewed. Arigato! Arigato!
