Gilag the red-nosed barian
Gilag: I don't have a red nose!
Alit: *puts clown nose on Gilag* Now you do!
Gilag: -_-
Alit: Don't be like that.
Had a very shiny nose
Gilag: It's not shiny!
Alit: *puts shoe shine on clown nose* Now it is.
And if you ever saw it,
You would even say it glows
Gilag: This thing doesn't glow
Alit: *wraps Christmas tree lights around shiny clown nose*
Gilag: I give up.
All of the other barians,
Used to laugh and call him names
Gilag: You guys don't do that.
Vector: I do, so does Misael. Have you heard what he calls you sometimes?
Misael: Me calling him a dunder-brained gorilla is an accurate statement. You calling him a #&$%ing stupid punching bag filled with organs and blood
that exists for your own amusement is most definitely not.
Vector: *ignoring Misael* And when Dumon called you a fine barian warrior he was lying to you.
Gilag: WHAT?!
Dumon: *hurriedly* Continue with the carol, Alit.
They never let poor Gilag,
join any barian games.
Gilag: We never play any games aside from dueling.
Alit: And when was the last time you participated in a tag duel with one of us?
Gilag: ...
Alit: Exactly.
Then one foggy Christmas Eve-
Vector: *shoves Alit and takes the microphone* Thanks for the mic, Alit. Tee-hee!
Vector came to say; Gilag, with your stupid nose, I'll shove you into ice cold water.
Alit: That is not how the song goes.
Vector: Is now. *pulls a chain and a trapdoor opens underneath Gilag*
Gilag: AHHHHHHH! *splash*
Then Vector went up to Santa,
Holding a bloody knife.
Santa is bleeding on the snow,
And he is now history!
Alit: Oh my...
Misael: WHAT THE # $ ^ IS WRONG WITH YOU?!
Dumon: Less swearing around the holidays please.
Gilag: S-so c-c-cold...
Matarra: Amazing. Vector just made Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer disturbing in less than six sentences. Thankfully, the elves administered first-aid to Santa so he's ok, much to Vector's dismay.
Vector: Why can't I ever succeed in killing Santa?!
Misael: I detest every particle that you are made of.
Gilag: *shivering and cuddling Ponta*