Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas 2009! Notes at bottom.

Chapter 61: Let It Snow!

Two weeks wore by, and the weather steadily got colder and colder, and wetter and wetter. Sir Amik Varze, an expert in weather, told me it was perfectly natural, considering the time of year. Excitement was filling my stomach slowly-it was Christmas. Christmas last year was one of the best experiences I ever had on RuneScape. Everything, from the beautiful decorations, to the delicious food, to even the wonderful gifts, was absolutely amazing. The only thing that I could say was bad about Christmas was the unexpected visit from Jack Frost….

Sir Amik Varze described this feeling as 'the Christmas spirit'. Everything about Christmas was worth looking forward to.

Decorations were coming up, one by one. A colossal Christmas tree decorated with enchanted lights, tinsel and baubles were put up in town square. The houses were decorated with lights powered by magic, and you could see the Christmas trees inside the windows. Sir Amik Varze spent a whole day decorating the huge marble castle. It was now covered with tinsel, the statues and suits of armour wore Santa hats, and several beautiful trees covered with lights and baubles were put up. Even Cedric reluctantly joined in the decorating, muttering 'humbug' to himself every now and then. Christmas would come in only a few days!

One morning, I woke up. I yawned, stretched, and rubbed my eyes. I turned around. The time was 7:30am, according to my clock. Osrie1 was snoring loudly in the bed opposite. I grumbled to him, and threw a pillow at him. He snorted, and leaped up, yelling. He slipped off the bed, and roared at me. He ran towards me, holding a pillow in his hands firmly. I was whacked repeatedly across the head with it. When Osrie1 finally calmed down, he apologised, and went back to bed, snoring again after half a minute. I sighed in frustration, and gave up.

I went to the window, and grinned wide at the sight I saw. It has snowed overnight! The ground outside was completely covered with a blanket of thick, white snow. Amy11 and Slinky were outside, laughing, throwing snowballs at each other, while Mark and Aaron were busy building snowmen, competing to see who could build the bigger snowman. Mark had put his granite armour on his, and it looked on the verge of collapsing with all the weight on it.

"It's snowing!" I yelled. I grabbed my weapon belt and my bag, slipped on my stronghold of security boots, and ran downstairs, two at a time. I ran into the kitchen, nearly sliding on the tiles. Capablanca was by the stove, making some egg and meat, tinsel wrapped around his shoulders, humming a carol to himself. He nodded at me, wished me a merry Christmas, and handed me a plate of meat and eggs. I wolfed the food down, handed the plate back to Capablanca, thanking him. I ran out the house, hatching a plan in my brain. I shivered as a massive gust of freezing cold air hit my face. Shivering, I ran down the street, while the others shouted for me to come back.

I ran into the nearest bank, gasping for air. The bank was also decorated with tinsel and a small tree in the corner. The receptionist was wearing Rudolph antlers on her head. She smiled kindly at me.

"Have a merry Christmas. Can I help you?" she asked, smiling politely and shuffling some papers in front of her.

"Can I access my bank account please?" I asked. She nodded, and pushed some buttons. The familiar stone table with red buttons with numbers on them appeared in front of me. I typed in my bank code, and my account opened up in front of me. I looked towards the shelf housing all of my event items. I picked up my Santa outfit, which was folded neatly. I also picked up my snow globe, having a plan on how I could use it. I also picked up the reindeer antlers Diango gave me as one of my two rewards I didn't pick up before. I took off my armour, doubting I'd need it on the happiest time of the year. I put the armour in my bag, and put on the suit and the antlers. I thanked the receptionist, and rushed out of the bank, nearly slipping on the snow. I took a moment to look around me. The city looked like it jumped out of a Christmas card, there was so much snow.

I ran back inside Capablanca's house, and back to our room. I stepped up to Osrie1, who was still snoring soundly in his bed. I sniggered, and shook the globe above him. The snow flew around the globe merrily, but then a hole opened up at the top, and snow poured out. Osrie1 bounced out of his bed, coughing and spluttering, like a jack-in-the-box. He looked comical, covered in snow, glaring daggers at me. He picked up a lump of snow, and threw it in my laughing mouth. I coughed, and to avoid a fight, I ran out the room. Osrie1 followed me, holding more snow, snarling.

I ran outside, and, dodging Osrie1's snowballs, I started building, not a snowman, but a snow-mainiac97. I tried really hard to reconstruct myself, only ending up horribly destroying my snow twin. I stared forlornly at the ugly creature I'd built, as my friends roared with laughter.

I enjoyed spending the rest of the morning, and some of the afternoon, building snowmen, having snowball fights, and trying and failing to build igloos. As I ran around, laughing, I saw the shadow of a man flicker in the corner of my vision. I turned around, only to see a retreating black figure. I gave chase.

I followed the mysterious figure through several labyrinths of houses, until I finally caught him. I grabbed his cloak, and he slipped in the snow, grunting. I looked closer at him, and he was actually the mysterious man from the Thanksgiving feast. "Leave me be!" he screamed. With a wave of his hand, black light blasted me back. I collapsed in a huge heap of snow, spluttering and shivering. I looked up, and the figure was gone.

I decided to visit Sir Amik Varze and Jamie. I went in the direction of the white knight castle, and was amazed at the sight. The castle was completely covered in snow. It blanketed the turrets, the roofs, and the windowsills. Even more amazing, the moat surrounding the castle had frozen solid! Tonnes and tonnes of ice covered what was once a moat. Someone had put a ladder by the bridge, and people were skating on the ice. I jumped up and down excitedly, and ran down. I climbed down the ladder, and started moving around on the ice. I slipped, and the ice around me cracked. I gulped, and the ice smashed around me. A firm grip held on to my Santa shirt before I could sink along with the cracked ice. I turned around, and was faced with the steely, hard grin of Irish the steel shop shopkeeper. He was wearing a Santa hat. Strange, really, since I heard Santa hats were ridiculously expensive.

"You need ice skates, special shoes, if you want to come on here. Be more careful in the future. Merry Christmas, and a happy new year," he told me, before skating off. I took note on what the skates looked like- large leather shoes with bits of metal sticking out of them.

I slipped back to the ladder, climbing up. I wondered where I could get skates from sadly. I went inside the castle, looking forward to a nice chat with Jamie and Sir Amik Varze, my new friends.

I understand this is a short chapter, so you don't need to point it out to me, but I am full of Christmas spirit. I wanted to channel it into something, so I thought 'Why not channel it into a fanfic chappy, so others can experience the joy I'm feeling?' This is just an introduction to Christmas and to get others in the mood too.

Obviously, next chapter will be the proper Christmas chapter. please note, I may not like the event jagex thinks up, so I may change it slightly, but I will stick to the main theme, which I believe is Charles Dickens' 'A Christmas Carol'. I look foward to it a lot.

merry Xmas and a happy new year!

Until next time, toodles!™

Notice that ™ up there? Take the hint! haha.