Happy Trails Trailer Park

Outside the trailer home of Helen and Ricky, the teenager is currently wrestling with his pet anaconda, snow was being kicked up in the process as Ricky toss and rolled with his pet wrapped around his stomach and chest; as Ricky rolled his body along the snowy ground, he managed to get a grip on his pet snake's head with a firm hold, and as his roll came to a stop next to his truck, he finally pried his pet snake off from him, and tossed the pet reptile into the trunk of his truck.

"Phew." Ricky exhaled with a broad and giddy smirk, and watched as his antarctic anaconda snake leveled his head up and glared at his owner, and hissed before slithering out of the trunk and off into the wilderness. Ricky laughed and waved off his pet, "Don't stay out too late, Sir Snakespeare!" he hollered, before jauntily making his way back to his trailer home.

Right as Ricky stepped foot on the path to his trailer home though, an unnatural howl echoed in the night sky, prompting the teen to look up, and notice that of all Christmas Eves, tonight was a full moon.

Inside Ricky's Trailer home

Helen sat within the kitchen part of her home, gently sipping from her mug of hot chocolate, while Vicky preferred herself to sit in the living room part atop a well furnished couch with an expensive television for all to view. A classic christmas movie played as the two sat in some silence, before Helen decided to speak and break the ice.

With an apathetic look, Helen spoke with a bored tone, "So…what are you to my boy Ricky?" She smirked somewhat at the end as she lifted her mug to sip more of her hot chocolate. Coffee was out of the question as it was late at night for her, and she wanted to enjoy her day off tomorrow.

Vicky's cheeks reddened somewhat at the accusation question, and glared at Ricky's mother, "N-n-nothing!" she crossed her arms and grumbled, "But if you must know, um…" Vicky now was uncertain how she really thought of the situation between her and Ricky. They dated once on Valentine's day, but then afterwards they split up, Ricky had expressed that he and she weren't ready to date.

Adrenaland was never the same again until the next year, because for some reason, the entire area experienced an innumerable set of events that caused the park to shut down for repairs.

Helen smirked a little more as she set her cup down, and leaned her chin into her palm, "Yeah, don't worry hun, you'll figure out your real wants and feelings when you're older, trust me, I've experienced what you are dealing with." she winked at Vicky, who's cheeks only reddened more.

"Grrr." Vicky growled in anger, and leaned further into the leather couch she sat on, "As if!" she threw her hands up in exasperation, and relaxed them back down, and pointed at Helen with a glare, "Your son practically flew a blimp into me, and caught both of us in the explosion!" she accused Helen's son.

Helen, registering what Vicky told her, formed a somewhat sly look, "...Did you guy's practice safety first?" she questioned the teen girl, causing Vicky to sputter in disbelief, "I mean, the way you phrased that, makes me think you're gonna be a teen mo-"

"It wasn't like that!" Vicky screamed in embarrassment, while covering her red face with her hands, "You're son-" Vicky removed her hands from her red face, and glared at Helen, "Literally flew a-"

HOOOOWWWLLL

The awkward conversation came to a screeching halt, when an unnatural guttural howl was heard just outside the trailer.

"What the…" Vicky questioned the moment, with a raised brow and her Attention towards the doorway of the trailer, while Helen looked like her interest was piqued as well, but less troubled as Vicky.

BOOOOM….BANG!

While the walls of the trailer sounded like a different sort of fight was going on outside, Ricky's mother looked to the nearby window, "Huh…" Helen mused as she looked, and saw a full moon with a somber smile, "I was hoping that idiot would one day come home for Christmas." Helen remarked, as more dull thuds and sounds of fists smacking into hard flesh echoed from outside.

Vicky was already on edge now, and stood up and gestured to the doorway to outside, and glared more at Helen, "What does that even mean? What's going on?" she asked while throwing her hands up again in exasperation, before draping them back down at her sides in exhaustion.

Helen, on the other hand, simply smiled warmly as she rested her cheek into her palm, and traced her finger around the lip of her mug, "Oh, don't you worry, just some family problems…on my husband's side." she explained vaguely.

"...What!" Vicky asked once more, before shaking her head, and growled in anger while stomping her way to the front door, "Enough of this, I'm telling Ricky to take me home!"

Outside

With a scuffed and dirty face and scratch marks marring his lip and cheek, Ricky gestured at the werewolf to 'come get some' with an excited smirk, "Come on! I got more in me old man!" he yelled, before putting his dukes up to bob and weave between the swipes the werewolf was attacking him with.

The werewolf in turn howled again, and leapt at Ricky with his claws out for an attempted grapple move onto the teen.

As the beast descended down upon Ricky, the teen slipped through the attack, and grabbled around the werewolf's waist, and with a mighty heave, Ricky tossed the beastman into a collection of garbage cans.

While Ricky picked himself up after tossed his attacker into the cans of trash, that caused a metallic crash and ruckuss, the nearby rundown trailer's door of Bucky McBadbat slammed open as the man himself glared a bit at what was going on, "'ey, what in tarnation is going on out here-oh, hey Ricky!" Bucky hollered, realizing who he was yelling at.

"What's going on dad?" Chester asked while peaking around his dad's legs.

Ricky meanwhile brushed himself off of the snow that had stuck to his clothes, and smiled at Bucky, "Sorry, just doing a little greeting for the old man!" he hollered.

Bucky looked surprised from his eyes, and leveled his hand over his peepholes of his bag over his head, and looked over at the werewolf that was picking himself up out of the trash, "Well I'll be tootin and hollerin, Vance, that you?" he hollered over at the werewolf.

The werewolf in question growled as he picked the trash out of his fur. "Don't expect me to stay long." The beast gruffly growled, and glared at the banana peel that hung off his arm, and yanked it off to toss it over his shoulder.

"HEY!" Vicky's voice broke out, the teen girl slammed Ricky's trailer home front door open, and just as she was about to open her mouth again to demand that Ricky take her back home, the banana that the beast tossed off from him smacked her in the face. "ggrrrr" Vicky growled as she yanked the banana peel off from her face, only to lose all her steam when she saw a tall werewolf stand not far from Ricky.

Ricky excitedly waved at Vicky, "Hey, guess you get to meet my dad as well!" he expressed with a smirk.

Vance the werewolf on the other hand simply steered his gaze at the teen girl, and pointed at the trailer with his claw, "Get back inside, you're letting out the WARM AIR!" He howled.

With a shocked and stunned look, Vicky slowly closed the door while walking herself back inside the trailer. Vance looked back at Ricky, while Bucky made his way over with Chester following his dad nervously. "Nice looking girl…have you dated yet?" he questioned his child with his guttural voice.

"Once." Ricky smiled in amusement, while holding up a finger, before shrugging, "But I ended it on valentine's day, caused too much mayhem." he explained, earning a nod of understanding from the werewolf.

Bucky meanwhile made it over to Vance, and reached out to shake hands with the werewolf, "Vance, you old carpet, I haven't seen you in ten years, how's outrunning those hunters these days?" he questioned the werewolf.

Vance reciprocated the hand shake, and talked with Bucky, "It's been better, the supernatural community is beginning to outlaw the hunt of good werewolves, so I shouldn't have to be gone for so long next year." he explained.

While the two men chatted for a bit, Chester walked over to Ricky, who was in the midst of nursing the scratch marks on his face with a bandage and ointment, "Dude!" Chester remarked with a broad smile, "I thought it was implied your dad was gone gone, not,...well…a freakin werewolf on the run….that's awesome!" Chester cheered with his fists up in the air.

Ricky, who looked down at the boy with braces, finished nursing his wounds and spoke to Chester with an amused smile, "I know, right!?" he cheered back at Chester.

"Chester!" Bucky hollered over, earning his son's attention.

"Yeah dad!?" Chester hollered back.

Vance nodded at Ricky before making his way into the trailer.

Bucky gestured for Chester to come with him, "We're having Christmas dinner with the Torrences, Vance's treat!" He hollered, before following his old friend from his teen years.

"This…is the most awesome Christmas ever!" Chester exclaimed with a wide eyed look while following after his dad.

Ricky on the other hand took a moment to stare up at the night sky, and in a rare moment, frowned, "yeah…" he whispered to himself, "Just got to end that wish I know will happen…" Ricky paused, before returning to his crazy behavior with a joyful smile, "But that's tomorrow!" he told himself excitedly, before heading inside of his home.