Lilikoifish: All right! Another chapter! All positive reviews! Yay! Thanks to all my reviewers! Yay for Symphonian Carols! I made up a few parodies on Christmas Carols, so…enjoy 'em! We will start this fanfic off with Yuan.

Symphonian Carols

"Lord Yuan! A letter for you!" a Renegade handed a letter to Yuan. It was a white letter with a red wax seal with a Christmas tree on it.

"Hmm…" Yuan took out a small, blunt sword, and slid it through the top of the envelope. It said:

Dear Yuan,

We are inviting you to come over to our Christmas party at the inn in Flanoir. We will be singing classic Symphonian carols such as: O Kharlan Tree, Yggdrasill's coming to Town, Zelos the red-haired Chosen, and so forth. Please come. By the way, we did receive the lovely gifts that you sent us.

Thanks, and hope to see you here,

Lloyd, Colette, Sheena, Genis, Kratos, Presea, Zelos, Regal, and Raine

"Interesting…" Yuan stroked his chin. "I'll be back in a while." He promptly said. He picked up his cloak and walked to the "garage" in which he kept all his Rhearids. He stepped onto one of them. He turned the rhearid on, and blasted off towards Flanoir. When he arrived, he didn't even need to knock on the door.

"Hi, Yuan!" Colette opened the door just as he was about to knock.

"How'd you know I was outside?"

"My angelic hearing." Colette replied. "Why don't you come and enjoy some of Genis and Regal's great refreshments?"

"I don't see why not." Yuan entered and smelled a sweet aroma. He drooled.

"Excuse me, Yuan. It's very rude to drool on a woman's head." Raine got up from her armchair. Yuan had been smelling the scent of Raine's hair! He blushed.

"Heey, Yuan! No time long see!" Kratos came up to him.

"Oh, so you're here too?" Yuan smiled, cheerfully. Kratos glared.

"Is that some way to treat a friend?"

"Sorry." Yuan said, sheepishly. He picked up a piece of bread with tomatoes and sour cream on it. It smelled delicious. He took a bite. The tomato juice filled his mouth, blended with the creamy sensation of sour cream.

"Yum…" He smiled with satisfaction at the blissful snack.

"You should try the strawberries with sour cream and brown sugar. Oh man! It's sooo good!" Sheena licked some brown sugar and sour cream off her lips. Yuan tried that too. It was even better. The sweetness of the strawberries with the creaminess mixed with more sweetness from the brown sugar. (I'm serious! You should try that recipe! It's really good! My mom makes it a lot!)

"Hey…aren't we here for something other than eating?" Genis asked, hoping to catch some attention. He got none. Everyone was snacking on his and Regal's heavenly snacks.

"Who made the non-sweet snacks?" Zelos asked.

"I did…" Regal said.

"They're TO DIE FOR!" He stuffed a stuffed olive in his mouth.

"Which means…Genis made the goodies!" Sheena grabbed the last strawberry. "You should start a business called Heavenly Desserts, or something."

"Your vanilla cupcakes are delicious, Genis!"

"These tomato sandwiches aren't half bad…"

"This is the best pound cake I've ever had!"

"NO MORE EATING!" Genis boomed at the top of his lungs. He gasped, then fell over from oxygen loss.

"Genis?" Lloyd prodded him.

"Go away…" After treating Genis with CPR, Lloyd announced, "Let's all sing O Kharlan tree!"

"Yay!"

O Kharlan Tree

O Kharlan tree, o Kharlan tree. How lovely are thy branches! O Kharlan tree, o Kharlan tree. How lovely are thy branches! Not only dead when wars are gone, but in the most important times! O Kharlan tree, o Kharlan tree. How lovely are thy branches!

O Kharlan tree, o Kharlan tree. How greatly do you please me! O Kharlan tree, o Kharlan tree. How greatly do you please me! A tree that brings to me delight. So many times when Martel's bright! O Kharlan tree, o Kharlan tree. How greatly do you please me!

O Kharlan tree, o Kharlan tree. Your glow will ever teach me. O Kharlan tree, o Kharlan tree. Your glow will ever teach me. That confidence and loyalty, will bring back her eternally. O Kharlan tree, o Kharlan tree. Your glow will ever teach me.

"I request 'Yggdrasill's Coming to Town!'" Sheena yelled.

Yggdrasill is Coming to Town

Oh! You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry! You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why: Yggdrasill is coming to town! He's making a list, and checking it twice! Gonna find out who's naughty or nice. Yggdrasill is coming to town. He sees you when you're sleeping; he knows when you're awake! He knows if you've been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake! Oh! You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry! You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why: Yggdrasill is coming to town!

"That was a stupid song to sing. Of course everyone's favorite carol is 'Zelos the Red-Haired-Chosen'! It's about me, which is why it's so great." Zelos flattered himself.

Zelos the Red-Haired-Chosen

You know Lloyd, and Genis and Kratos and Raine. Regal and Colette and Presea and Sheena. But do you recall the most famous person of all? Zelos the red-haired-Chosen (Chosen) had a mass of shiny hair (like a light bulb). And if you ever saw it (saw it) you would even say it glows (like a flashlight). All of the other people, used to laugh and call him names (like philanderer). They never let poor Zelos join in any Meltokian games (like 'Shoot the Papal Knights'). Then one foggy Christmas Eve, Mithos came to say (Oh Chosen), "Zelos with your hair so bright, won't you guide my Rhearid tonight?" Then how the people loved him, as they shouted out with glee (Wahoo…). Zelos-the-red-haired-Chosen, you'll go down in history (like Yggdrasill)! You'll go down in history (like Yggdrasill)

"We need to sing a song that's not about one of us here, or Mithos!" Genis pointed out.

"How come I don't have any songs with my name in it?" Yuan sulked.

"I say 'Jolly Old Dwarf Altessa'!" Genis yelled, trying to get his voice raised enough so that everyone could here.

Jolly Old Dwarf Altessa

Jolly old Dwarf Altessa lean your ear this way. Don't you tell a single soul what I'm going to say. Christmas Eve is coming soon, now, you dear old man; whisper what you'll bring to me. Tell me if you can.

When the clock is striking twelve, when I'm fast asleep, down the chimney short and round, with your pack you'll creep; all the stockings you will find, hanging in a row, mine will be the shortest one, you'll be sure to know.

Lloydy wants a pair of swords, Sheena wants a card, Raine wants an algebra book, one that's very hard. As for me, "I'm not to sure, so I'll say goodnight." Choose for me dear Altessa, what you think is right.

"'The Twelve Days of Christmas'!" someone called out.

The Twelve Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Colette in a papaya tree.

On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: two pairs of swords and Colette in a papaya tree.

On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: three Hima hens, two pairs of swords, and Colette in a papaya tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: four protozoans, three Hima hens, two pairs of swords, and Colette in a papaya tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: FIVE GOLD EXSHPERES! Four protozoans, three Hima hens, two pairs of swords, and Colette in a papaya tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: six geese a laying, FIVE GOLD EXSHPERES! Four protozoans, three Hima hens, two pairs of sword, and Colette in a papaya tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: seven hot springs steaming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLD EXSHPERES! Four protozoans, three Hima hens, two pairs of swords, and Colette in a papaya tree.

On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: eight sexy hunnies, seven hot springs steaming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLD EXSHPERES! Four protozoans, three Hima hens, two pairs of swords, and Colette in a papaya tree!

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: nine butlers leaping, eight sexy hunnies, seven hot springs steaming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLD EXSPHERES! Four protozoans, three Hima hens, two pairs of swords, and Colette in a papaya tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: ten Rhearids, Sebastian leaping, eight sexy hunnies, seven hot springs steaming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLD EXSHPERES! Four protozoans, three Hima hens, two pairs of swords, and Colette in a papaya tree!

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: eleven books of ruins, ten Rhearids, nine butlers leaping, eight sexy hunnies, seven hot springs steaming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLD EXSHPERES! Four protozoans, three Hima hens, two pairs of swords, and Colette in a papaya tree!

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: twelve of my best friends, eleven books of ruins, ten Rhearids, nine butlers leaping, eight sexy hunnies, seven hot springs steaming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLD EXSHPERES! Four protozoans, three Hima hens, two pairs of swords, and Colette in a papaya tree!

After singing all of their carols, they all had large cups of hot cocoa. Genis made it, of course. Even though it wasn't really Christmas Day, it felt like it to Lloyd's group.

Lilikoifish: Well, how was that? I'm sorry to all who told me to make this more descriptive, but this was mainly taken up by the carols, which makes it less descriptive. Well, anyway. How'd ya like the carols? Good? Funny? Tell me in your reviews!

I am running out of ideas here. If you could so kindly give me a few ideas for my next chapter, that'd be great! Thanks for all your support, suggestions, and reviews!