Carol 3:
The Real
Reason?
Ah, Christmas. Everybody's favorite holiday, sort of. Mushra chomped away gleefully on a bunch of Christmas cookies before he suddenly got struck in the back by something hard.
"Mushra! Do you wanna go ice-skating today?"
"No, Murishi, my voice still hurts from caroling."
"But you sang so well!" Mushra sighed. 'Binka, please stay. I need somebody here to save me from her.' Too bad Binka was already out the door and waving goodbye to the remaining two. As son as Murishi closed the door, her face turned serious.
"Okay, Mushra, you've been acting all sour this week. What's wrong?"
"Sorry to say this, but it's you. You always act weird around Christmas; too much smothering and stuff."
"Maybe I'm just trying to be an older sister to help our deceased mom!" Murishi was trembling now, and Mushra was shocked at this sight.
"Mu-Murishi…"
"How can you be so heartless to our mom?!" Mushra shut up for a moment, trying to find the right words to say anything that would've calmed his sister down.
"Hey, sis, I'm sorry. I always thought it was your nature to make me embarrassed and such, I didn't know it meant something to you and mom…" Murishi stopped. She knelt down and placed an orange-gloved hand on his head.
"Mom made me promise to protect you on her deathbed. She promised me your care…"
"Murishi…let's just open presents, okay?"
"Alright," she answered, "then open this one, Mushra! And this one…!" Yep, long day it was going to be, but it was going to be a long day in his mother's memory.
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Mushra struggled to stay up. His legs once again buckled underneath him and he fell onto the freezing ice rink below him. Murishi struggled too, and she fell onto her back.
"Ow…," they both muttered in unison. Ah, and so was the misfortune of flame-enterreans: they couldn't ice-skate.
"Murishi, why again did you say ice-skating?"
"I wanted to prove that flame-enterreans could ice-skate…I also made a bet with Aquel," she laughed nervously.
"What's at stake?"
"Aquel's kiss…for you…under the mistletoe." Mushra was shocked and very concerned about this.
"No way, you've got to kidding me! Murishi, you idiot, why'd you do that?! Get back here!" Mushra began skating, though poorly, after Murishi, who was struggling to get out of the way.
"If you can catch me, bro, then I'll bake you some of mom's favorite recipes!" This sparked Mushra up faster, knowing that Murishi had the same cooking skills as his mom. Round and round the rink they went. The other enterreans and humans who were there tried to get out of the way of being bowled over.
"Don't worry, sis, I'm gonna get you to cook for me!" Murishi laughed as she turned a bend. It was just like good times long ago, when Mushra and his sister were only kids, and when his parents were still with him. How fond this moment was to Murishi, who had suffered the most from her parent's death…
It ended up in a tie, and Murishi agreed to bake anyway. Binka returned home with Suga, who began to flirt with Murishi, until Mushra and Binka broke them apart. Sago returned home with his arms full of cash, and Binka, seeing him trying to slink away with no avail, blasted him with her bazooka. As everybody returned to their bed's to end Christmas night, Murishi sat watching the stars. 'Dear mom' she told herself, 'How are you up there? Mushra's a great brother, even though he is annoying sometimes. Christmas was great this year, and on Mushra's behalf I'm sorry we forgot about your concerns and worries before your death. How is Christmas up there? I'm sure it must be great. Dad must be dancing with you right now. Hehe…I bet you already saw what we did too…Anyway, Best wishes, Murishi.'
The girl it was useless to talk like that, but she had grown so used to it she does it every night, hoping that maybe her mother was reading it. She then sat down near a table, and pretty soon, drifted off to sleep.
Somewhere in a world much different than Enterra (Earth), a woman in her thirties sat reading a letter. She flicked back a strand of her light pink hair and closed her light purple eyes. A man with deep violet hair and blue eyes came up and looked at the letter.
"Another one?" he asked.
"Yes, Murishi writes to me constantly. Too vad I can't write back Ye s."
"Yes, I know, but we'll see them again someday, right?"
"Yep!" the lady smiled, looking at the man next to her fondly and clutching the letter tenderly.
Ah! Short chappie! Sorry for the short chappie! Anyway, please review…Last chapter is the next one…