Guess who!
Momo grumbled under her breath as she attempted to tighten the bow on her gift box. After on last attempt she threw her hands into the air and yelled frustrated. She glared at the box tempted to just throw it at the wall. The only thing preventing her from doing so was the small glass dove beneath the red wrapping and gold failed bow.
Momo sighed trying to relax her frustrated nerves. Ever since she was a little girl Momo's mother had collected doves. She had many little dove trinkets decorating the house. Especially this time of year. And during a walk downtown she had seen this little beauty in a shop window.
Momo looked to her left to see the other gift's decorating her bedroom floor. A green and silver gift held a container full of gingerbread cookies shaped like chappy's for Rukia. A red and orange gift bearing a Basketball for Ichigo. Next to it a rather long red and black box contained a Skate board for Renji. The Next gift was for Orihime with a green wrapper and gold ribbon held a beautiful lilac dress with pink ribbons tied to the hips. The next gift had been quiet hard to decide on. Momo had tossed around a few idea's but came to the conclusion that a sterling silver friendship bracelet was perfect for Rangiku.
Momo smiled at the memory of the day they met. If it weren't for Rangiku she might not have friends like she did now. A fated meeting is how Rangiku liked to put it. Momo wasn't the kind of girl to believe in fate to many peoples surprise. However she did believe Rangiku's words were true. In all reality she wasn't sure they would hit off as well as they did from the third person view.
But they did, and that's what mattered. Momo recalled hearing the quote somewhere 'it is not what is different from us that scares us, it's what's the same that does'.
Now any sane person would argue that point. All through history that point has been proven wrong. Racism was the very name used for it in some cases. But Momo had learned from her grandmother before she passed away that not all these quotes were to be taken so to compare a great number of people. Only the heart of individuals.
Mentally sighing, she looked at the remaining presents and her heart fluttered slightly. The last present had white snowflake wrapping and a glittery ice blue bow. Within its carefully pieced packaging lay a gift for Toshiro.
Momo's eyes glittered at the thought of him opening the gift and she pictured his reaction. Her heart jumped at the thought and a wave of energy and moral swept over her giving her the energy to continue on her wrapping.
Glancing at the clock before attempting to wrap her mother gift again she mentally noted the time. It's was 7:00pm and in half an hour the gang was going to show up to unwrap gifts with her and her mother. Now most family's would protest this, there children going to a friends for Christmas instead of spending time at home.
Orihime lived alone so spending Christmas at Hinamori's sounded much better then being alone. Ichigo's father was okay as long at he was back at 10. Renji's parents didn't care what he did. Rukia's brother was out of town and she had no parents so she was in the same boat as Orihime. Rangiku's parents didn't want her to leave but when they got a call from Rangiku's aunt that she was going into labour with her second born, they made an exception. Toshiro lived next door so there wasn't much problem.
Giving a light tug to secure the knot on the bow Momo smiled and gave a happy nod admiring her work. Looking at her work she realized she was in no shape for the party.
Looking at her current outfit she winced. A to big grey T-shirt with multiple coffee stains and several mystery stains coupled with baby barf colored sweats. Oh ya, she needed to change. Walking over to her closet with a little hop in her step he pulled out a chocolate brown sweater that hugged her curves and bust lightly with royal blue flare low-rise pants. And to top the seasonal flare and cute Santa hat.
Switching into her choice of clothing she slipped on her chocolate brown slippers and carried her gifts down stairs and placed them beneath the tree. Just as she had done so the door bell rang softly.
"I'll get it!" Momo called into the house to her mother in the kitchen.
Jogging to the door she opened it to greet 6 smiling faces.
"Trick or treat," Renji said enthusiastically with a bright smile. Said expression was quickly wiped of his face when he was smacked by Ichigo up side the head.
"What the hell was that for?" he shouted at his attacker.
"You idiot! Your suppose to say merry Christmas! Not trick or treat! That's Hallowen!" Ichigo retaliated.
"So you didn't need to smack me!"
Momo smiled and sweat dropped at the two males arguing.
I'm gonna throw a real twist in next chapter so don't kill me cause this took so long! I lost my last USB that held all my data for my fanfictions.