I'm such a bad girl. I could've been typing a long nice detailed chapter, but no. I have to go one You Tube and watch Lucky Star all day (which is a good anime). Then I had to take a shower, which with my hair takes about an hour to wash and dry fully. Then before I knew it, it was time for dinner. So the moral of the story is….Konota is a bad role model. Anyway, I think this chapter is better than others, so enjoy~

"Finally, I'm done with work…" I let out a sigh of relief as I jumped on my bed. I snuggled under the covers and was about to take a nap when I felt someone poke me, "What?"

"Chels, I found another box." When I heard Vaults say that I quickly turned.

"Is it my Christmas Box?" I asked.

"How in the world am I supposed to know?" we both sighed.

"Does it say 'Christmas Box' on it?" he shook his head, "Then that means…"

"It's your Christmas Box right?" I nodded.

"Good job!" I jumped out of my bed; "I thought I had lost this on the trip here. Thanks Vaults!"

"Whatever." I smiled and opened the box.

"This brings back memories!" I took out my first Christmas present ever, "Aren't these little shoes the cutest?"

"Uh…sure." I searched through the box and pulled out a dreydl, "What is that?"

"A dreydl. One time my cousins came over and we tried to celebrate Hanukkah, but I ended up burning myself every time I tried to light a candle. It kinda sucked. So we never celebrated it again…" I explained.

"Oh…uh…cool?" I took out a snowman decoration.

"I made this when I was in preschool." I smiled remembering how much trouble it took me to make it, "I ended up getting in a fight with a kid who was hogging the glue. The poor boy went home with a black eye…"

"Wow, remind me never to take your glue." I giggled, "What?"

"You're funny Vaults!" I smiled and he pulled his hat down.

"Not really…" he said.

"Think what ya want cowboy." I laughed and pulled out something else, "That's strange I don't remember having a moving spider ornament…"

"Chles…" I looked at him, "That's a REAL spider.

"W-what? ACK!" See I have a slight fear of spiders, "GET IT OFF BEFORE IT EATS MEEEEE!! AHHH!"

"Relax…stop moving!"

"I CAN'T UNTIL IT'S OFF! HELP MEEE AHHH!" I shook my hand quickly, "EEEEE!"

"CHELSEA!" I stopped.

"What?"

"You got the spider off your hand…you can relax now." He got a tissue and squished it.

"Oh my hero!" I said in a southern belle accent.

"Your insane…." He commented.

"You JUST figured that out!" I giggled as he let out a sigh.

"I knew that since I first saw you." We both froze and then laughed. (Did he seriously just laugh…wow)

"And what a disturbing day that was…" we froze again, "You know what lets talk about this later…"

"Yea…" I dove back into my box and this time pulled out a real ornament (not an insect).

"Oh! I remember buying this! I was only three though…and my brother was five. He started having a fit when we almost didn't buy this. Thinking about it now makes me laugh!" I started laughing, "We attracted quite a crowd!"

"Wow…I would imagine you were a brat as a child." Vaults replied calmly.

"Hey! It was brother who threw fits not me!" I folded my arms and puffed my cheeks out, "You were probably a smart aleck as a kid!"

"No…I was polite. Some people said I was more mature than my father." What? He's probably lying…

"Well, whatever." I took out a music box, "Aw, I collected these. This was my first one…oh the memories!"

"Yea of you and your brother throwing fits in malls." I stuck my tongue out as he gave me 'the finger'.

"Whenever my Mama would come to tuck me in at night she would play the music box. She even taught me the lullaby that goes with it. If I find the key I'll sing it to you sometime…" I said.

"That sounds nice, I look forward to it." We just stared at each other it was…nice. Wait? Did we just go from an argument to having a moment? No wait this isn't a moment is it!?

"Um…anyway." He snapped out of la-la land and nodded, "Hey it's my Christmas dollie!"

"Your Christmas dollie?" I pulled out a yarn doll that I had learned to make my sixth Christmas.

"My Granny came one Christmas and taught me how to make them." I laughed, "It's weird how grandmas know everything!"

"I know…my grandma taught me a lot." Vaults replied with a dreamy look.

"She must have been one dumb lady…" That snapped him out of his daydream.

"HEY!" I laughed.

"I was kidding relax!" he frowned.

"Whatever, what else you got in there?" Vaults asked.

"Oh…um…" I blushed, "Oh my gosh…"

"What?" I pulled out a heart shaped ornament.

"I got this from my crush in middle school." He frowned.

"Who was the punk?" Wow…Vaults is freaking over a sixth grade crush.

"No need to worry he weighs like 5,000 pounds and is a real mean guy now!" I answered honestly (no really…I've seen him, he's scary).

"Oh…wow. Wait? Why do you care then?" he asked.

"He was my first crush that's why!" I sighed, "You know nothing about love!"

"Hey I've had a crush before! No…wait…OK so what if I haven't!" he shouted.

"HA! I knew that you knew nothing!" I laughed evilly, "I win as usual."

"I give up…" he threw his hands in the air. Then he untied his white bandana and waved it in the air, "I wave the white flag of surrender. Will you leave me alone now?"

"See you are funny!" I laughed then got serious, "No. I'm never gonna leave you alone. You'll have to deal with me for all eternity."

"That's a scary thought…." I frowned and reached in my box.

That night…

Vaults's POV

I sighed. Chels had fallen asleep half an hour ago, but I'd continue to look through the box. Why? I don't know. I let out a yawn, and looked at the clock. It was getting late…I better get her in her bed. I walked over to her bed and flipped the covers off. I walked over to the sleeping girl, picked her up, and gently put her in her bed. I tucked her in, and stared at her for a second. She was kind of…cute. Oh what am I saying?