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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
You are probably reading this on Christmas Eve (The day I posted this chapter) , Christmas Day or the day's after Christmas. No matter when you read (or have read it), may I just wish everyone a merry Christmas (or hoped you have had a merry Christmas!)
Well, this is it! The last chapter of this fanfic story! I would just like to thank you to all the kind reviews people have sent! (I'm still in shock how well this story has done) This is also my very first fanfic story that I have completed! I am so proud with myself! Again, thank you to everyone!
As promised, here is the last chapter: Chapter 8 "Broken No More"
Enjoy! :)
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Simon sobbed as he held onto the black hooded spirit's black rob. He was on his knees, not looking at anything, his eyes closed tight, trying not to let any tears escape his eyes. He prayed and prayed that it was all a dream.....that it wasn't real.....that he could wake up in his four poster bed and forget the whole thing.
Simon could hear the howling of the wind, the coldness I the air, the feeling of darkness all around.....wait a minute! Simon's mind stopped for a second.....he didn't feel any of that stuff. He didn't hear the whole in the wind: he heard silence. He didn't feel cold: he felt warm. There was no darkness around him.....Simon opened his wet eyes and removed the material from his eyes: it was white. That was strange.....wasn't the spirit's robe black? Simon looked up, ready to see the spirit in front of him. Simon felt his spirit fly when he saw the white top of the curtains that covered his four-poster bed that was in his own bedroom.....yes, it was his bedroom.....
Yes, the curtains was his own, the bed-post was his own, the bed was his own, the room was his own! But most happiest of all, Simon had a life ahead of him....which could be changed for the better.....Simon was the happiest that had ever remembered.....happiest in his whole entire life, in fact! He was light a feather, he was as merry as a school boy!
Simon ran to his bedroom window and opened the two windows. A cool cheerful breeze laid onto Simon's face. There were no clouds in the sky; blue skies covered the city of London, the sun rising in the distance. Simon looked down onto the street below him and saw a small boy walking glumly down the street. Simon recognised this boy: it was the same boy he slammed the door into when the boy asked for some change. Simon whistled hard. It got the boys attention, straight away. He looked up at the source of the noise.
"You boy!" Simon yelled down to the boy, pointing at him. "Tell me, what day is it today?"
"T-Today?" The boy looked a little confused. "Well, today is Christmas day, Mr. Scrooge, sir"
"It's Christmas day! I didn't miss it!" Simon was as happy as ever. "The spirit s did it all in one night! They can do anything! Course they can!"
"Err....course they can" The boy was afraid that Mr. Scrooge had lost his mind. He laughed, nervously.
"You know the butchers down the street?" Simon inquired.
"I sure do!" The boy replied, happily.
"Such an intelligent lad! A remarkable lad, you are!" Simon said "You know the turkey on display?"
"Oh, you mean the turkey as big as me?" The boy asked.
"That's the one! I'll give you five shillings to go and buy for me!" Simon said happily.
"Be serious" The boy did not sound convinced that Simon would give him such money to buy a turkey.
"I am being serious. If you bring the turkey here, I'll give you ten shillings. Here!" Simon threw down a pouch full with ten shillings. The boy caught in his open hands.
"Wow!" The boy was off like a shot as he ran down the street to the butcher's. You could practically hear his joyous laughter from anywhere along the street.
"I'll take it to Alvin Crachit's house. What a surprise that will be!" Simon said, as he rubbed his hands together. "But first...." Simon walked over to a portrait on the wall. He took the portrait down off the wall to reveal a hidden chest which was filled with all of Scrooge's money. ".....I believe there is a chipmunk boy who is in dire need of an operation"
*
As Simon walked out onto the streets of London, he could tell the amount of happiness in the air. Simon greeted everybody with a smiling face and a "Merry Christmas to you!" shaking hands at the same time. Simon didn't mind if people gave him odd looks; he was just happy to be spread joy to people. People were talking to friends cheerfully, children were playing with friends, families were making snowmen....everybody was out and about on this fine morning and Simon came across to familiar faces....
"Mr. Scrooge!" said the man that had knocked on Scrooge's Counting house door the previous day for money for the poor. His friend cowered behind him, afraid of what Simon would do.
"Pardon me gentlemen, but may I talk to you about the donation for the poor?" Simon asked, kindly. The two gentlemen looked confused.
"Are you saying that you are-?" Scrooge interrupted the confused man.
"Yes, I am donating five hundred shillings to the poor!" Simon handed the two gentlemen two bag's full with five hundred shillings total together. "Have a very Merry Christmas!" And Simon carried on down the street.
"We will Mr. Scrooge1" the gentlemen shouted, cheerfully.
"And a Merry Christmas to you, too!" His friend shouted to Scrooge.
*
Simon was enjoying greeting everybody he meet as he walked down the street to his employee's house, Bob Crachit. But Simon soon greeted someone he did not except to greet....
"Uncle Scrooge?" It was his nephew, Fred. Fred was shocked.
"Merry Christmas and god bless to you, my dear nephew!" Simon replied to his still shocked, nephew.
"Did I miss something?" Fred asked, confused with his uncle's actions.
"Miss something? I hope not!" Simon said. "I wouldn't want to miss that Christmas Party of yours! When does it start?"
It took a while for Fred to recover from that question.
"Noon, uncle"
"Great! I will see you and your lovely wife, Clara, there!" Simon said joyfully. "Merry Christmas!"
"And to you, uncle!" Fred waved goodbye to his "changed" uncle.
*
It took Simon no less than ten minutes to reach the doorstep of his faithful and loyal employee, Alvin Crachit. Simon knocked on the door. Her head talking behind the door and then the door was opened. Alvin Crachit stood in the doorway. Scrooge put on a nasty face.
"Hello, Crachit" Simon growled looking into the eye's of Alvin.
"Mr. Scrooge, sir!" Alvin was shaking. "What a surprise to have you here on this merry day!"
"Merry? Merry!?" Simon shouted. "What is there to be so merry about on Christmas day!? Nothing, that's what! I've had it with all of this, Crachit! I have no alternative...."
"I have no alternative but to tell you what I think about you, Mr. Scrooge!" Brittany had appeared beside Alvin in the doorway. She had, obviously, been listening to Scrooge's and Alvin's conversation.
I have to tell you how I feel about your family!" Simon shouted at Brittany.
"Oh yeah!" Brittan shouted back, standing up for herself....and family. "I want to tell you that you are a selfish, greedy man!"
"And therefore I am here to raise your salary, give you the money required for Little Alvie's operation and have a wonderful feast with you!" Simon looked so mad and angry but inside he felt warm and cosy.
"Oh yeah! Well, I'm about to-" Brittany stopped through mid-sentence, just about understanding what scrooge had said. Alvin was shocked.
"Pardon?" Alvin and Brittany said, both thinking they heard wrong.
"You heard me!" Simon's angry and mad expression had vanished from his face and was replaced with a large grin.
Brittany step aside straight away, put on a smiling face and said: "Did I say you were selfish and greedy? I mean you are wonderful and generous!" Alvin was smiling so strongly. His children had heard the news; they were over the moon. Simon as hungry and by the looks of it, so was the rest of the family....
"Now, what about that feast?" Simon smiled at the Crachit family.
"Yes, please Mr. Scrooge!" Alvin smiled. "Yes, please!"
Mr. Simon Scrooge had his first true Christmas......and after the years, he had many, many more.........
THE END
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That's it! It's done, completed, finished!!!
I can't believe it's finished! It is now 3 minutes passed 12a.m.....you know what that means!!!! It's now Christmas day!!! Woohoo!
Please review for this last time for me!!! I better get to sleep now, though. I gotta wake up at 7:45a.m to open my presents! Damn, I'm excited!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOD NIGHT!