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Chapter 3 Time and Time again

"What are you doing here, Yopopo?" Brago asked the spirit.

"Yopopo? Who's Yopopo?" the spirit said. "Oh, I used to be Yopopo, until I died. Now, I'm the Ghost of Christmas Past! Come! There are plenty of interesting things I want to show you before the night is over!" Suddenly the surroundings faded. Instead of the bedroom, Brago was standing in the middle of a pile of snow.

"Where are we?" Brago gasped. "Yopopo, where are we?"

"Follow me and I'll show you!" Yopopo said. He ran toward a large building with a sign near the front reading, "School".

"Now, class!" The teacher said. "I want you to be on your best behavior over Christmas Break."

"Who cares?" a little boy in the front row said. He crossed his arms.

"Now, Brago," another boy, this one had curly yellow-orange hair and no eyebrows, said. "Christmas is a family holiday. My mom makes the best stuffing this side of Mochinoki City!"

"Maruss!" A girl said. "My mom has that title!"

"Maruss! Tia! Stop fighting in my classroom!" the teacher roared.

"Still, Christmas is stupid!" Young Brago said.

"Any other things you want to show me?" Older Brago said.

"One More!" Yopopo said. He took out a pocket watch. "Hmmm, Mochinoki City, A few years from now and…" The surroundings faded again. They now stood in front of a building. There was a party going on inside. Yopopo opened the door and the two mamodos entered.

"Hey, I know this place!" Brago said. "This is Mr. Goldo's Christmas Party!"

"Are you enjoying the party, Brago?" A girlish looking boy said. "Aren't you glad we're running our own business together?"

"No, Zofis," the slightly older, but still young Brago said. "I hate you and you smell like cheap shampoo."

"Aww!" Zofis moaned. "Do you hate me because I smell like cheap shampoo or you hate me plus I smell like cheap shampoo?"

"Mr. Brago," Mr. Goldo said. "Cheer up, why don't you? It's a party; enjoy yourself."

"Did you notice that pretty girl standing over there?" Zofis said. "I heard she's Mr. Goldo's daughter!"

Young Brago looked in the direction. There she was. Miss Sherry in all her beauty.

"Brago," Sherry said. "Let's go outside. I have something to tell you." She took Young Brago's hand and walked away from the party.

"What is it?" YB (Young Brago) said.

"I realize I love you, but an idol has replaced me!" Sherry said. Tears formed in her eyes.

"Which idol?" YB said.

"The golden one!" Sherry moaned. "Goodbye, Brago!" She walked away.

Brago watched the entire scene unfold with shock. "She left me because I loved money more than her! Spirit, take me back!"

"Okey-dokey!" Yopopo said. He took out the pocket watch and turned it to the present. The scenery faded once more.

"I'm Back!" Brago sighed. "But that was one spirit down, Two more to go!"

"Are you Brago?" A tall teenage boy with silver hair sticking straight up garbed in a purple tank top and blue pants. "Before you ask, I'm Danny, the new Ghost of Christmas Present!"