Disclaimer: On the 22nd day before Christmas, Santa gave to me…a return to sender letter. "STOP PUTTING ME IN YOUR FANFIC, I'M COPYWRITED!" (Cops sirens come on). Oh shit. Well enjoy chapter 2 while I run from the cops.
Chapter 2
As Ryan lugged Sharpay's and his gifts, his arms started to feel like lead weights, dragging him down. Kelsi had went back to her Christmas shopping, and Sharpay was jumping in and out of random stores, always coming out with a package that Ryan would ultimately hold.
"Sis…can…we…stop for a…breather?" He asked, his voice straining to be heard.
"Hm, lemme see, No. We only have two hours left 'til Daddy comes and picks us up. Plus the majority of it is clothes, it's not that heavy."
"Then why don't you carry them huh?" Ryan took deep breaths in and out when Sharpay stopped.
"Ryan, I just got my nails done yesterday. I don't want to ruin them." After showing her nails in front of Ryan's face, with a huff, Sharpay continued walking.
Ryan rolled his eyes as he continued lugging the bags after his sister.
"Yo…man, Ryan, is that you?"
A mop of frizzy hair suddenly blocked Ryan's view. Ryan smiled weakly at Chad, who was staring bewilderedly at the number of bags Ryan was carrying. "Hey Chad."
"Dude…what happened? The Ice Queen made you carry her bags again?"
Ryan shrugged. "You get used to it eventually, I guess."
"Ah...right-"
"Hey Chad! Hey Ryan!"
Ryan winced at the voice. "Oh no…" He turned around to see Troy and Gabriella coming towards Chad and him. "Man, not now!!" Suddenly, a shrieking voice pierced the air and Ryan's ears.
"Ry-AN! C'mon let's go. We still need to finish our Christmas shopping." She said harshly, adding a fake smile in the direction of Troy. If Ryan wasn't carrying so many bags, she would've pulled him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him off.
"We'll see you later at the party Troy," She said with a flirty voice and batting her eyelashes at him before throwing a dirty at the brunette, "Gabriella."
"Yeah we'll see you then guys." Ryan said quickly, rushing off with the bags to catch up with Sharpay. Troy and Gabbi gave the twins a weird look before continuing on their Christmas shopping.
"Oh, I can't wait for Troy to dump that bitch." Sharpay stated.
"Yeah, when that time comes, I'll put my hat in a straight position and Chad will shave his head bald." Ryan muttered under his breath as he tagged behind Sharpay.
"Y'know Shar, Christmas isn't all about getting expensive presents and trying to get Troy Bolton to fall madly in love with you."
Sharpay gave him a weird look, "Then what is it about huh? Spending time with the family, giving to others, cuddling near a fireplace drinking hot chocolate."
"Well yeah…minus the sarcasm."
"You read too many Dr. Seuss books, Ry. And no one in Albuquerque even owns a fireplace." Ryan rolled his eyes at his sister's stubborn-ness, it was close to impossible to convince her that Christmas was about the moral values.
"Unless…I enlist help…hm, who would be kind one to be generous enough to share the Christmas spirit?" A thought clicked into his head. "Chad!"
"WHAT! Dude, no way! I'm not going to tame that moutain lion!"
Ryan winced as he held his cellphone a few inches away from his ear. He had finished Christmas shopping with his sister and had rushed into his room when he had gotten back home.
"C'mon, Chad, please? You don't want Shar to be Scrooge this Christmas, do you?"
"Isn't she like that every year!?'
"Well…yeah, but that's beside the point. I want to show her what the true meaning of Christmas is just this one occasion. Maybe we'll all live a happier life without a Sharpay Grinch."
"I HEARD THAT, RYAN." Ryan winced as his sister's thunderous voice echoed in his room.
He added in a hurried whisper, "I've got to go, talk to you later." He ended his phone call the very second Sharpay stormed into his room
"I am not a Grinch Ryan!"
"I really would like to see the evidence that proves otherwise Shar. Every year you just buy presents, increase Daddy's credit card bill and think of some diabolical to win the affection of Troy. That's all you do, nothing more."
"Hey I give myself stuff, isn't that part of Christmas. Giving things. I give to you, Troy, Daddy and Mommy." Ryan rubbed the bridge of his nose. Sharpay had no idea what the concept of giving was.
"There's more to it Shar, when was the last time you gave a gift to someone else other than Troy." Sharpay looked clueless, giving gifts to other than Troy? What kind of concept was that?
Sharpay was about to reply, when suddenly, a chime rang through the household. Ryan's immediate reaction was to scoot over to the door, wanting to scream at the person for ruining a 'moment'. To his surprise, he saw Chad standing outside, all smiles and beams. "…Chad? What are you doing here?"
Chad rubbed the back of his head bashfully. "Well…I thought over our conversation, and I guess…maybe helping Sharpay realize the Christmas Spirit would cut me some slack around her, so…" He waved his hand dramatically and bowed. "Ghost Chad, here for assignment!"
Ryan smiled. "Awesome!" Turning back, he hollered upstairs, "Hey Sharpay! I think there's a visitor for you!"
"Troy? Oh it's you Chad. What are you doing here?" Sharpay asked.
Chad grinned, "You, my friend, are going to get a lesson on Christmas spirit by yours truly."
"Oh My God, Ryan made you do this, didn't he. Just because I like getting gifts and Troy, doesn't mean I'm some kind of Christmas Scrooge. I'll double anything that's he's paying you."
Ryan had left the living to get a drink from the kitchen. Chad, whose grin didn't faze a bit, whispered, "Hey, I'm here so that I can give you some advice to score with Troy, my man. No offense and all but Ryan's a bit 'off' going on about Christmas Spirit and the other mumbo jumbo."
Sharpay's eyes lit up in glee. "Really? You're the best, Chad!" Looking around to make sure Ryan or her parents were around, she gave Chad a quick hug. "Quick, I think we better discuss this in my room."
Ryan stepped out of the kitchen to see Sharpay and Chad ascending the stairs. He smiled happily. "Finally…now Sharpay shall really learn the true meaning of Christmas."
Chad cleared his throat. "Ahem. Ok, listen up carefully. Troy likes girls who dresses up like strippers, so that," he gestured towards the Christmas outfit hanging against Sharpay's closet, "Is a good start. Now, next thing, use lots and lots of make-up. In fact, try and make your skin look a little darker so that you look more…pan-American. He like it that way."
At this point, Sharpay realized that Chad had used a word that considered profound, but she didn't bother asking.
"Ok, now another thing is…"
Ryan's eyes widened in mortification as he caught on Chad's next few words. He had been suspicious when he heard the door being locked, so he tried to eavesdrop on the duo's conversation. Years of practice (eavesdropping with Sharpay) had honed his skills, and he did not like what he was hearing.
"Damn…what have I gotten myself into?"
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