[Rachel May's Christmas Special]

Dec 24, 2010 15:52

Author: Guide
Title: Rachel May's Christmas Special
Rating: G
Word Count: 432



'Twas the night before Christmas, and May had gotten bored with watching her brother turn into a mouse.

They sat in the middle of the living room, in front of the glittering lights on the Christmas Tree. May stared longingly at the presents under the tree - she’d already tried to peek through the gaps in the wrapping paper to see what secret treasures were inside - but they had been wrapped too well, and she’d soon tired of that as well. If only she had special eyes that could just see through the paper...

She turned to Marco, her mouth already opening to ask him if he could turn into anything with x-ray eyes, but she was distracted by the fact that her brother was playing around with the Nativity Scene her Mommy had put up.

“What are you doing?” she asked, running up to look curiously at what was going on. “Marco, where’s Baby Jesus? What’s Pikachu doing in the manger?”

“It’s a family tradition, Elephant,” Marco explained. Marco always called her Elephant. “You need to get all of your toys, and switch them around with all the Nativity figurines. Hey, you’ve still got that Wonder Woman I bought you, right?”

The minutes later, and May was giggling like mad at their handiwork. And Mommy must have heard her, because then she walked in and was frowning at them.

“Marco,” Mommy said, in that Rachel May Robbinette You Have Been A Very Bad Girl Voice - except she wasn't saying it to May, she was saying it to Marco, so it couldn't be that voice. “Why is there a My Little Pony in the stable?”

“That’s the donkey!” May explained helpfully.

“And the Bratz dolls?”

“Hey, everyone knows that Baby Pikachu Jesus was brought gifts by the Three Wise Bratz dolls,” Marco said, wearing the grin that always made May giggle.

“Uh-huh. And is there any reason why Mary and Joseph have been replaced by Barbie and Wonder Woman?”

“They have a Very Special Relationship.”

Mommy eyed their handiwork. May bit her lip, hoping that Mommy wouldn’t tell them to change it. It was Tradition! But they were in luck, because she just sighed. “Fine, but put the real figurines away properly, will you? Don’t just leave them on the floor.” Then Mommy walked into the kitchen, muttering to herself as she went.

May and Marco looked at each other. “Tinkerbell needs to be the star,” May declared promptly, getting back to business.

“Sure, whatever. Now: we need to get the Shepherd Army Men into position, before the Satan’s Evil Beanie Baby Minions arrive...”

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