Sorry for the longer than wanted update on this. I have plans for 3 more chapters after this, I hope I can get them down in time for Christmas!

But only if Darkrai will cooperate, He's been on strike and wouldn't allow me to put him into the story as long as I tortured him, so I told him I wouldn't. I lied. XD

Again, it hasn't been proof-read by my parents, so it's probably full of errors. Aw well, enjoy!

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Ch. 3

Darkrai sighed in relief as he entered the hall of Origin. Some of the normal Pokemon currently serving as well, servants, came and managed to actually carry the bags without much trouble. If he weren't so exhausted, he might have just envied them.

But that was behind him now. Today was over, and he could finally get some rest.

"Attention everyone!"

Or so he thought.

All the Legendaries entered the main room, which is where the announcement came from. Arceus was standing in the center of the room, with an almost sly look on her face. Darkrai looked around, he was one of the last to enter. Everyone was now here.

Before anyone could ask, some of the servants entered the room (barely), carrying a box almost as big as Arceus herself. Oh crap

"I'm sure you know what this means." Arceus said, pointing at the box. All the Pokemon held their breaths, Surely it can't be so! ran through most of their minds. "That's right, it's time to put up Christmas lights!"

The cheering of Cresselia, Manaphy, and Mew where lost in the groans of the Legendaries that actually had brains, which was most of them. "Why do we have to do this every year? No one ever sees them!" someone yelled.

"Because it's tradition!" Arceus yelled back.

"Have you seen the size of this place lately? It's huge! Even by my standards!" Giratina boomed above the voices of the rest of the Pokemon.

Arceus' mouth twitched, and she decided to ignore the Legendaries' complaints. "Alright, let's get these lights up!" she called, and Cresselia, Manaphy and Mew ran up squealing in excitement. They were the only ones.

Arceus got bored waiting, and decided to leave. But it soon became apparent that no one would be leaving until the lights were up, so some of the crowd started going up, complaining.

Darkrai started to float up as well, thinking that the sooner they get this done, the better. He stopped, though, and stared at the box. Cresselia had somehow gotten tangled up in the lights, and was now complaining loudly.

Unable to control it, he burst out laughing, along with many of the other Pokemon in the room. Cresselia looked up from the cords surrounding her body and looked around at the other Pokemon. Blushing in embarrassment, she ran (hovered?) off, cords still attached.

The room became quiet, some Pokemon realizing what they had done, others just knowing that this was going to kick them in the rear end later.

"She'll be alright. She'll try to get back at us, yes, but she'll be alright."

Turning around, Darkrai looked at the Pokemon that spoke to him, Mesprit. "I wasn't curious. And Cresselia will have to do something really bad to us to make me wish that didn't happen, after what she put me through today." Before Mesprit asked, he just said, "Shopping."

"Aw." After blinking a couple times, Mesprit said, "She might make you go shopping again."

"No she won't. After Today, I'm hiding on Earth. She already told me she'd make me go shopping again. That's my best bet to escaping the 'best time of year'." He said this last part with little sarcasm.

"…Oh." She had a little confusion on her face, and she continued, "Mew says you hate the Holidays. Why?"

"Why? Because they're always horrible treatment and torture to those of us like me, who would like nothing better than to be left alone from most of the other Legendaries, and who have better things to do with their life."

"That's… not much of a rant."

If Darkrai had a mouth, it would have been twitching. "It's just… the Holidays is when everything goes wrong for me. Cresselia always drags me somewhere, like for example, last year it was a fancy restaurant on some cruise."

"That sounds worse than shopping."

"You'd be surprised. And, as you know, these stupid lights every year." Mesprit nodded in agreement, and Darkrai continued, "I don't even get good gifts from anyone. I swear, if anyone get's me another freaking tie this year…."

"Ties?"

"Yup. Mew started it three years ago. Now just about every gift I get is a tie, that dang fur ball…"

"O…k…."

Darkrai was going to continue his rant, but Giratina yelled for them to help with the lights. Both Darkrai and Mesprit sighed at the same time, and started floating over to them.

"So in other words, you hate the holidays." Mesprit whispered.

"As much as Heatran hates snow."

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Psst! There was a clue hidden in this chapter, about a story I'm planning to write about in the futer!