A/N: Holy crap! This chapter is so late. It's supposed to be published on Christmas, even though it's not a huge theme here. I have recently came back from a hiatus. I hope my untalented writing skills haven't worsened. OTL Also, the real life Tori is now going to write some of the chapters to speed up the releases! :D

"Snow's pretty, up until the cars go by and turn it into disgusting, black, slushy shit," Tori commented idly, gazing out of the window, while Mello sat somewhere nearby and Matt played on his DS as usual.

"I guess," the chocoholic replied un-conversationally, completely bored.

"It's fucking cold…" she shivered.

"Then wear a jacket?"

Her teeth began chattering. "…I don't want to get up."

"Sucks, then."

"Hug her, I dare you!" an anonymous voice commanded Mello. "Unless you're too much of a sissy girly girl to do it!"

Despite the insult, the blonde bit back a sharp retort and handed Tori the jacket he was wearing. The girl glanced at him in surprise. "Thanks, but won't you get cold?"

He shrugged indifferently. "Eh, I can endure it."

"…Whatever…"

"HUG HER, DAMN IT! SHE'S WORRIED ABOUT YOU!" the invisible person snapped. Mello wished he had the ability to block out the irritating voice. "SHE'S STILL COLD!"

"Why… is it… so cold?" Tori continued shivering. "So, um… What now? We should make Matt give us Christmas presents first!"

"Why me?" the gamer complained behind the small screen.

"Because we're bored, and I'm freezing!"

"Fine." He didn't mind in actuality, and produced two wrapped box-like shapes from behind him before tossing them to the pair, grinning. "I got the same thing for you two."

"Uh…" Tori eyed the package suspiciously. "…Mello, you open it."

Mello peeled off the shiny wrapping paper, taking out a thick and flat object with pages. "A book…?" Then he opened the 'book', skimming through the pages. "Oh. It's a photo al-" He stopped as soon as he saw one of the many pictures.

"Do you like it?" Matt snickered not-so-innocently.

"What is it?" Tori asked, closing her eyes. She didn't want to know what exactly the present was yet.

"A... photo album." Mello closed the cover, refusing to look at any more of the pictures.

"What's in it?"

"…See for yourself."

The teenage girl opened her eyes, analyzing the smooth black cover of the album, then her own still-wrapped version. "…No."

"Open it, Tori!" Matt urged.

"…No."

"Why not? It's your Christmas present!"

"You did something to it!"

He pouted at the accusation. "No, I didn't!"

"YES, YOU DID!"

"What do you even mean by that anyway?"

"…Fine." Tori sighed, giving in. Slowly, she unwrapped the gift and lifted the cover slowly… There was a close-up picture of her kissing Mello on the cheek. Right in the middle of the page. She slammed it shut immediately. "God damn…"

"Do you like it?" Matt sat on the couch in a frog-like manner, another grin pasted onto his face. "Like it? Like it?"

"…Run," she hissed. "Before I punch you in the face."

He scowled at the unfriendly response. "Even Mello knows how to appreciate."

Tori glanced at Mello's subdued expression. "Oh, really?"

"Well, he's not complaining."

She waved her hand in front of the blonde. He didn't even blink. "...You killed him."

"He's just moved by my generosity and thoughtfulness."

"Matt, you're an ass."

"You know you like the pictures."

"WHAT IS THERE TO LIKE?" Tori exploded, giving the gamer a disapproving look.

"…A collection of your memories?" Matt suggested, trying to avoid her harsh gaze.

"It's not like I'm going anywhere anytime soon…"

"Still, you can look through it during your spare time?"

The girl sighed once again, relaxing. "I didn't even notice you were taking pictures…"

"I've been taking pictures all the time."

"…Uh. Alrighty then."

Without a warning, the window opened by itself and snow happened to drift right into the room, invading the warmth of the apartment with an icy gust. Mello, having recovered by his temporary silence, stood up and shut the window.

Only for it to open by itself once again. "DON'T TOUCH ME, PERV!" it seemed to be saying.

"What the fuck?" He slammed the window shut, locking it firmly. Then the door opened, and snow began falling magically in from the roof.

"IT'S COLD!" Tori wrapped her arms around herself, shaking.

"I-IT'S THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST!" Matt yelled, pointing at nothing as a carpet of snow began forming.

"…Matt, don't be a retard. I'm fucking cold!"

"What the hell is going on?" Mello stalked over to the front door, slamming it shut. But it opened again. "How-?"

A light transparent figure formed in the middle of the living room, booming a message un-scarily. "Hey guys! I'm supposed to take you on a tour to the past and the future!"

Matt cast a triumphant look Tori. "See? I told you it's the ghost of Christmas past! …And future!"

The girl turned to face the ghost. "What the f-?"

"Okay, come peoples!" the ghost instructed with bad grammar as a swirling portal materialized. The trio stared at the magical door sceptically and dubiously. It quickly lost its patience and kicked them into the door. "Oh em gee, hurry up!"

"OW, WHAT TH-"

As the portal swallowed them, they were sent falling down a long, dark tunnel with a bright light shining at the end. The light gradually became bigger and bigger as they dropped, and eventually, they landed on a pile of snow.

"What the hell?" Tori muttered, rubbing the back of her head while Matt scrambled to check if his DS was undamaged.

"Lol, you're at Tori's past in England!" the ghost's voice informed, although the figure was nowhere to be seen.

A little girl who looked like a smaller version of Tori was holding the hand of a woman as they walked along the street. As the two went past a shop, the child pointed to the displaying window. "Mum! I want that doll!"

The mother glanced at the doll her daughter pointed to before smiling and guiding her towards the shop door. "Alright, alright. Let's go inside."

"Yay!"

"…I don't remember that!" Tori protested. "…Tell anyone about that, and I will shoot you."

"Yeah, sure," Mello smirked.

Then the portal appeared once again, sucking the three teenagers in. "Welcome to the Wammy's House!" the ghost's voice said as they landed in front of large building within its surrounding iron gates.

"Whoa, Wammy's!" Matt breathed, his eyes taking in the nostalgic house where he had spent his childhood.

"This should be interesting. Right, Mello?" Tori snickered.

The chocoholic gazed at her warily. "How so?"

"Let's go see what Mello did during his day!"

A blonde boy with neat hair, wearing a black shirt and jeans, was clutching a piece of paper in his hands. Mello winced as he remembered what the paper was.

"Let's go play football!" a group of children yelled, laughing, while another group surrounded a white figure. "Hey, look! Near got the highest score, again!"

The older Mello instinctively balled his hands up into fists just as the younger version did.

"Aww, Mello is getting angry!" Tori observed. "AND YOUR HAIR WAS CUT STRAIGHT ACROSS! HAHAHA!"

He simply gave her an unamused stare.

"I'll… shut up now."

"Good."

"Okay, that's it for the past!" the ghost announced. "Let's go to the future!" This time, there wasn't any falling, and the trio found themselves in a different location. "MELLO AND TORI GOT MARRIED!"

"…WHAT?" Mello's jaws dropped, gawking at the now-visible ghost.

"Wha-"

"Mello asked her out on her eighteenth birthday!"

"S-STOP MAKING UP SHIT!" the blonde growled, trying to ignore Matt's laughing.

"Wanna see their house?" the ghost asked.

"Okay!" Matt chirped.

"Oh and Matt's got a girlfriend too!"

The redhead's eyes widened. "Really? Who?"

"I think her name starts with a T."

"…" He was suddenly having a bad feeling about this.

"IT'S TIFFY!"

"Fuck no… NO WAY!" Matt's expression mirrored Mello's from just a few minutes ago. "Lies. LIES! I didn't do shit to deserve this!"

While he sobbed and Tori laughed in the background, the older version of the couple came into view.

"Mello! Get the sugar!" the older Tori called, taking out a mixing bowl. As the blonde brought a small box to the woman, she gave him a look of disbelief. "Get the sugar. That says salt on it."

"No, it doesn't," the older Mello retorted, still stubborn, about to read the label on the box. "It says- Oh."

The present Mello nearly choked on nothing. "What? I'm not and won't be that stupid, I swear! This isn't accurate!"

"Yeah!" Matt agreed, desperate to know that his doomed fate wouldn't become reality.

"Now get the chocolate!"

"Stop ordering me around." But Mello brought it anyway.

"Now get the bowls! You said you wanted to learn how to make chocolate cake!"

"Fine!"

"Ready to leavez?" the ghost questioned, floating into view. Without waiting for a reply, it immediately went on. "Okay! Let's go see what Matt is up to!"

"Oh God, no…"

They were automatically teleported to a medium-sized house.

"M4TTZZZZZZ!" the older Tiffy wailed, fatter than ever.

The no-longer-a-teenager was seated on a random couch, fumbling for something."What?"

"No!" the current Matt sobbed, flailing his arms futilely as if to swipe away the two figures. "Older me, run! What the hell are you thinking?"

"WHERE IZ TEH MELLLZZ? U SED DEY WUZ COMING!" The obsessive, rabid fangirl stroked her quadruple chin. "I HAV A PLAN TO KILLZ DAT TORAY!"

"Maybe they're having difficulties?" The older Matt shrugged before taking out a strange-looking electronic device and turned it on, appearing to be playing something similar to a DS.

"Holy crap! What's that?" The present Matt stared at the future device, then turned to shoot a glare at the ghost who was hovering behind them. "How the hell did Tiffy and I end up together anyway?"

The ghost didn't answer and simply waved a transparent hand. Matt's future house dissolved away, replaced by an empty and dimly-lit conference room. A slouching figure dressed in an over-sized shirt with white untidy hair was seated in the middle of the floor, surrounded by massive structures made out of cards.

"Holy shit!" Matt poked a card tower, only for his finger to go right through it, dealing no damage. "Near made these?"

"Nothing else to do with his life?" Tori sneered, earning a snicker from Mello. "I want to go back now though."

"OKAY!" The ghost finally listening to them, and the trio found themselves back in the living room of their apartment.

"…That was… weird," the teenage girl commented, then a certain redhead caught her attention. "Matt? Why are you all down?

"The ghost was lying, right…? Right?"

"NO LIES!" the ghost replied happily, before poofing with a puff of nothingness. "KAY, BYE!"

"IT'S LATE. GO TO SLEEP, GOD DAMN!" the clock scolded.

Mello raised an eyebrow. "Why the hell are objects talking?"

Tori shrugged, not bothered. "Well, I'm going to sleep now." With that said, she skipped to her shared room. As she opened the door, her hands reach halfway up to her mouth and screamed. "HOLY SHIT!"

Tiffy was in the corner of the dark room, foaming at the mouth. "MELLZ?"

"The fuck?" Mello muttered from the living room, hearing the scream.

"OMGZ! ITZ TORI! IM GONNA KILLZZZ YOU!" the blob shrieked, attacking Tori's legs.

"Get. Out. Now." Mello spat each word with venom after suddenly appearing at the doorway, with a gun aimed at the attacker.

"MELL MELLZ!" With a flying leap, the fangirl glomped the blond teenager. "N000 M3LL M3LLZ, U SH4LL LUVSSS ME!"

Mello took a moment to decipher the rabid girl's horrible English grammar before shoving his gun in her face. "Get off!"

"ITZ N4WT LI3K UR IN LUV WIT SUM1 ELSE S0 DAT M3ANS I CN MAKE U LUV ME!"

"JUST GET OUT!"

"UR N4WT IN LUV SO U WIL LUV ME FOREVAH!"

Mello doesn't normally shoot people who aren't official criminals, but he was left with no other choice if he wants to silence this blabbering… thing. With nimble fingers, he clicked the safety hatch of the gun, and pulled the trigger. He screwed his eyes shut, cringing in advance of the mass of blood he was about to s-

"LOLOLZ, MY FATS DEFLECTED DA BULLET!" Tiffy giggled, seemingly proud of herself.

"Wh- That's impossible!" Mello blurted out, his mind racing back to his physics lessons back at Wammy's, and all the research he personally did. Surely the density couldn't have stopped the velocity of the bullet, which is approximately a-

"…I can't feel my leg!" Tori poked her leg which Tiffy had practically crushed. Sighing from the excessive amount of drama, she decided to call it a day and dragged herself onto her bed. "Good night…"

At that time, more Mello fangirls emerged out of thin air, creeping towards the said male with gleaming eyes, swiping their tongues over their showing teeth. Mello hightailed out of the apartment so fast that the author couldn't describe it properly.

"Y333Y M3LL MELLZ ISN'T IN LUV YET SO HE'S STILL SINGLE!" the fangirls shrieked, chasing the fleeing teenager. They threw heart-shaped candies and all that shit at him, but they were just wasting their money.

Little did Mello know that some of the fangirls remained in their room, stalking towards the sleeping Tori while whispering evil plans.

"Holy fuck!" the girl groaned, covering her head with a pillow in an attempt to block out the creepy whispering. "Shut up, I'm sleeping!"

"NOOOO!" the fangirls replied, stretching the vowel unnecessarily.

Letting out a frustrated noise, Tori rolled out of the bed and stood up. "WHY THE FUCK IS IT SO LOUD?" She glanced around, meeting the eyes of a mob of girls with a crazed-look on their faces. "…Mello? MELLS?"

"TORI! WE WILL KILLZZZ UUU!" the mob spoke as one, holding up their hands as if they were claws. Working together, they tied up Tori and lifted her up.

"What the f-" Tori tried to struggle. "MELLS? MATT!"

Meanwhile, during the time Tori was being kidnapped, Matt was in the opposite room, concentrating on his DS. "Yeah…?" he slurred, distracted by the flashing lights on the screen.

The fangirls began dragging Tori out of the apartment.

"WHAT THE F- HOLY FUCK. HELP ME!"

"One sec, I'm just finishing this level…" Matt licked his lips, his eyes sparkling behind the goggles.

"HOLY SHIT! MELLS! MELLO! MELLLLOOO?"

"Hold on..." He was so close. The boss of this stage only had a fifth of its original HP left. A critical hit, and a double strike! Fifty… Just a little bit more… Thirty. And heal! Fifteen HP left. One strike left. Just five… VICTORY! Matt jumped up from sitting on the floor, punching the air. "YES. LEVEL COMPLETE. OH YEAH! WHO'S AWESOME?"

Pressing a button to save his progress, Matt poked his head out of his room. "Okay, I'm done. You need something?"

But the apartment was completely silent.

"…Huh. I thought I heard Tori calling me." The redhead frowned, then shrugged. "Oh well. Back to the game!"

The fangirls dumped Tori in an abandoned house before snickering and poofing. She attempted to undo the ropes tied around her, but failed. "SOMEONE HELP ME! MELLS!"

Coincidentally, Near happened to be walking past the house for some weird reason. He paused when he heard the plead for help, and peeped through a crack in the door.

"HOLY SHIT! MELLO!" the girl continued to scream. "HELP ME, GOD DAMN!"

"I am not Mello," the albino commented, stepping into view.

"NEAR! UNTIE ME!"

He padded over to the girl, untying the ropes obediently despite his lack in physical strength, but who cares?

"Thank you!" she gasped, rubbing her sore wrists.

"TORI?" Mello randomly burst through the broken door, which sent it flying off its hinges.

"MELLS!"

"Hello, Mello." Near stared at him blankly, twirling his hair.

Mello gaped before changing his expression into a death glare. "…WHY THE FUCK IS NEAR HERE?'

"Near helped me," Tori deadpanned, gesturing towards the ropes lying on the cold floor.

The blonde's gaze darkened even more as he glared at the innocent albino, if that was even possible.

Tori glanced between the two males, before a grin formed on her face. "…Hey Mells."

"Yeah?"

"Jealous much?"

"What?"

"Jealous?"

"No."

"Okay… Just wondering…" Tori hummed thoughtfully.

"…What made you think so?"

"...Nothing..."

Mello was clearly not satisfied by this answer because of the sullen look on his face. Before he could open his mouth to say something smartass-ly, Tori changed the topic. "My legs are like, burning. Tiffy bit me. And um, thanks Near."

"You are welcome." Sensing that this would be a suitable time to leave, Near shuffled away.

"…Crap, he forgot to untie my legs." Tori hopped around until Mello reached down and pulled the ropes loose. "Thanks, Mells."

"Yeah, it's fine…"

A/N: By the way, the part near the beginning where Mello suddenly went silent after receiving the present from Matt? That was because I forgot to roleplay him; I was too absorbed into Matt. LOLOL, I fail. ...Maybe I shouldn't have said that.

Oh and don't worry, Matt fangirls! He isn't going to end up going out with Tiffy. The ghost was pulling a prank on him. :'D