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Seth had done something, Kendra was sure of it. Her Seth-messed-up-dar had been going off since after dinner, when he rather suspiciously slipped out of the house and towards the direction on the Satyr's cabin, coming back a while later with an equally suspicious backpack. She poked around a little bit once he went to watch Polar Express with Mom, Dad, and Grandma and Grandpa Larsen, having hated that movie since the car of broken toys gave her nightmares when she was 8.
Despite the fact that she looked around her and her brother's room for the entire time they were out, as well as the rest of the house a bit more briefly, barring the bedrooms, she came up with not a single thing out of place besides for an alarm clock sitting on his bedside table, probably set to wake him up in the event he didn't before it went off. Sighing in annoyance she told herself he might have just been hiding presents in the satyr's cabin and now they were under the ever overflowing tree and so she didn't see them, pulling on a nightgown as she did so. With a lingering suspicion that her brother might not be as innocent as she told herself, she resigned to forcing him up the stairs and into bed before sliding under the covers of her own.
Seth had done something.
It was now 4:56 AM and Seth lied in his bed watching the clock he put up on the bedside table next to him, as several identical ones were hidden away in everyone's bedrooms, all ticking down to the same time, hopefully, to go off at once.
4 minutes.
He had been awake watching the clock in a similar position for the last half an hour, not daring to move in case it woke up Kendra. She had been on to him last night, their room had been looked through and put back nearly the way it was, only just off enough for him to notice.
3 minutes.
But now he could barely contain his excitement.
Every year he sat downstairs waiting forever for everyone else to wake up. This year though, this year was gonna be different. If they weren't gonna wake up on their own, then Seth guessed he'd just had to do it for them.
2 minutes.
At this point he didn't really care if Kendra woke up, and sat up in his bed, stretching his arms out with a small yawn. He bounced the bed up and down a few times, the creaking of old springs filling the air. Stupid ADHD, making everything take forever. Why couldn't time just run like normal, instead of the pace of a snail?
1 minute.
Glancing at the time he gingerly stood up and started towards the door, careful to avoid the creakiest of the wood planks that made up the floor. Once he got out the door and down the stairs he ran for the living room, knowing the alarms would go off any second now.
Silence.
And then, noise. The horrible loud screeching of clocks filled every room of the house as six different alarm clocks all rang out simultaneously. Seth couldn't help but smirk. He got them set up better than he thought. Nearly no pause in between alarms starting. Perfect.
The first person to come downstairs was Dale, eyes lowered in both exhaustion and annoyance.
"Why? Just…...Why?" Was all he was able to make out before his brother came bursting down the stair, Vanessa soon following. Warren was holding his clock up, looking like he didn't know to be proud or disappointed in the younger boy. Vanessa wasn't so divided. She slammed down the remains of her clock, a knife stabbed into its face.
"This yours?" She asked threateningly.
"Nope!" Seth declared cheekily just as his sister stormed down from the attic.
"If it wasn't Christmas I would slap you" she declared with classic Kendra-rage written all over her face and tone. Finally, the sibling's grandparents and parents both came down at the same time, all sharing a similar look of why. Seth couldn't help but cheekily grin as he stood up to address this family.
"Merry Christmas!"
"Your grounded"
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