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Rule 7

I relized that a spin off was suggestion to me, and I skipped it (Sorry) making up for it here!

An apology is not a sign of weakness between friends, and if you have to, it better be an apology, not a meaningless I'm Sorry.

Beckett was miserable. He hadn't meant to offend anyone. He was just messing around with Artemis, when he had said something that really made Artemis mad. He wanted to know why Artemis was touchy on Christmas eve, but was a bit cheerier than usual on Christmas Eve. He asked him and Artemis just shrugged. But Beckett noticed how his shoulders tensed up, and the fingers on the keyboard faltered for a minute. Beckett couldn't figure out what would make his brother act like that. He wanted to find out.

"Geez, what wrong with me asking. It's not like you kidnapped anyone."

When he said that, Artemis acted real weird. He suddenly went rigid, and spoke to Beckett like never before, his tone icy and unforgiving.

"Leave. NOW."

Beckett had never heard his brother raise his voice, and quickly hurried away. He then told Myles what had happened when they were supposed to be in bed.

"-and he hasn't been talking to me all day."

Myles rolled over. He grabbed a notebook off his bedside and tossed it to Beckett. "Didn't you memorize the rules?"

Beckett shook his head, and adjusted his view in the telescope, to ask sure the shape in the sky wasn't Santa. Turned out the wind just knocked over one of the nativity figures. "Never had time to."

Myles tsked, then recited rule seven. Becket looked at him. "But I don't even know what to apologize about!"

Myles shrugged. The subject was then dropped and they began planning the raid on the cookie jar to plan to give more cookies for Santa.

They crept into the kitchen, and started to stand on each other's shoulders to reach for the cookie jar. Right before they got it, light flooded the room. They both yelped, and fell in a heap of limbs. Their older brother shut the door behind him, and waited for them to untangle themselves. Once they both were standing he knelt down to Becketts eyelevel.

"I'm assuming you know rule Seven?"

Beckett nodded.

"I apologize for snapping at you already. Before you were born, something happened that can never be forgiven, no matter what rule seven says. I was the only one there at the time. I can never apologize enough for what happened. Im sorry. I would never do it again. Ever."

Toward the end he seemed to be addressing a blur next to him instead of Beckett. Myles wanted to enquire further, but seeing the look on his face, he didn't. Becket hugged Artemis, showing his acceptance of the apology. Artemis awkwardly hugged him back, and both Becket and Myles could of sworn they head someone go "Awwww…"

Artemis smoothed his PJ's, then winked.

"Hey, San D' Klass ant going to get fat on his own. How about we help him?"

He passed the jar to Beckett who happily started to make another plate and heat some leftover cocoa.

"SanD' Klass?" asked Myles.

Artemis twitched a little then shook his head. "I said Santa Claus. Santa Clause. Any marshmallows left?" he asked changing the subject a little too quickly.

Myles let the subject drop.

…..

Butler was on the run from a three foot tall elf. They were talking in the garden, when Juliet stuffed a hose down Holly suit. She the shoved the hose into Butler hands and ran, then dove behind the bush, the same one that Holly had dove behind when she ambushed her with the sprinklers. Butler dropped the hose had an in the opposite direction, not wanting to see the result. Holly pulled out the hose, and started chasing Butler as fast as she could, which was very fast. She finally caught up with him. With a permanent marker. She jumped, and drew a very lopsided smiley face on the back of his shirt, before Butler pulled her off. Man, that was fun. He had rolled his eyes, then turned the elf toward the bushes, where you could hear Juliet giggling. She realized her mistake, and it turned her face red. She started to apologize, and say I'm sorry, before Butler held up seven fingers. Her eyes widened even more. He whispered in her ear

"You can make it up by letting me help you get Juliet back".

Holly grinned. "I'll need a trash bag, three pounds of bubble gum, and a dead body."

Butlers face was priceless.

K! Rule seven, yes I know that was closer to rule six, but I got a suggestion, and I like suggestions! So I used it, because either the website or the IPod app has the list wrong. Sorry for the general unfunnnies. Will take suggestions.