A.N. A little late Christmas fic that I didn't have time to upload earlier. It's unedited so ignore any mistakes and typos please.

Kyle kicked a pebble away from his path on the sidewalk into a pile of snow on his trudge home from school. Another year in this city had come and gone and another Christmas at Galaxy Hills was just around the corner. Another holiday where he would be without his family. Another holiday in the States. Another holiday alone in his apartment with only his necronomicon and a very small possibility of Scrivener Elf as company.

Normally, Kyle liked to be alone. Even at Milkweed, he was used to sitting by himself, practicing magic or reading from a book. He had grown used to having to find amusement in things other than people. But during the holiday season, he couldn't help but feel lonely.

The holiday season was seen as getting together with family and friends and just spending the day together in merriness and cheer. And his holidays back at home were exactly like that. A Christmas party would be held every year at his Nana's house on Christmas Day. Surrounded by family, filled with tasty food, and the overall atmosphere would never fail to bring a smile to his face.

But the past two years, he had to do without it. He had gotten kicked out of Milkweed, shipped off to Galaxy Hills, and had no means to back home. He wasn't able to apparate yet, and plane tickets were too expensive.

So all he could do is call home, converse with his parents for a few minutes before they had to leave the house, and figure out a way to spend the rest of his day. This usually consisted of going to the park to read and practice magic with the hopes he could finally be good enough to get into Milkweed and be able to spend the holidays with his family once again. He would return to his apartment after an hour or so to drink hot chocolate and read once more, then watch a Ice-Mas special on TV.

Kyle couldn't help but wince whenever he heard his classmates talking about their holiday plans. A majority of them contained the phrase "me and my family." They would all get to spend time with their families while Kyle would spend the day missing his.

'Guess it's going to be the usual again.' He sighed.

A couple familiar voices shook his out of his thoughts.

"Kyle! Kyle!"

He turned around to see two costume clad boys running after him.

"What do you two want?" he snapped. Kyle wasn't in the mood to be annoyed by the village idiots.

"We wanted to know if you wanted to come over for Christmas," Chum Chum said as Fanboy grinned. "You didn't come last year."

"Or the year before," Fanboy interjected. "So you should come this year."

"I abhor spending time with you at school. Why would I willingly spend time with you two on Ice-Mas?"

"We didn't want you to be alone," Chum Chum answered.

Fanboy threw an arm on Kyle's shoulders. "Yeah. And it'll be fun. You can come over the day before and we can decorate the tree and you can stay the night and we can wait for Man-Arctica together and open all our presents together." he babbled.

Kyle opened his mouth for his usual no but closed it before the word could escape his lips. Why not join them? Other than their usual shenanigans, it couldn't be that bad. He really didn't want to be alone for the holiday. But was he really that lonely to stoop so low? Was this even stooping low at all? These were two boys who were his self proclaimed friends. He shook his head, emptying his head of the philosophical thoughts.

Kyle sighed. His eyes glanced over their anxious and excited faces. "Sure. Why not?" he drawled, attempting to sound nonchalant.

Their eyes grew. Their faces lit up. Kyle soon found himself unintentionally pushed in the snow with Fanboy and Chum Chum's arms around him. 'Why did I agree again?'

He heard them sniffle.

"You never said yes before, Kyle," Chum Chum said.

Fanboy grinned at the ginger. "We're going to make this the best Ice-Mas ever!"

A small smile crept up Kyle's face. He couldn't help but think that they would keep true to their word.