candy canes are for kids

best musical quotes with no context

- “the funk of moral fiber rotting”

- “for a clitoris is holy amongst all things, said he”

- “driving mad at twelve miles an hour”

- “i have maggots in my scrotum”

- “southern motherfucking democratic republicans”

- “she was the happiest corpse i’d ever seen”

- “he ran into my knife ten times!”

- “rising on a sea of marshmallow foam”

- “on the lake there was a boat, and in the boat there was a man”

- “it’s not like i’m a healthy person”

- “how do you get this gold shit off?”

- “imagine a world with no children, close your eyes and just dream”

- “four jews in a room bitching”

- “bobby maler he’s the best, looks so nasty in those khakis”

- “you’ll be obsessed with all my forest expertise”

- “i’m fucking the fucking president, oh yeah”

- “i got carried away, and not just by balloon”

- “if i stop smoking crack”

- “don’t use a toaster while standin’ in the shower”

- “she got them heebies and jeebies from moonshine and cheap wine and reefer and candy cane”

- “you’ll have kids and they’ll hate you too”

- “a potpourri of contradiction”

- “this is called an aneurysm hook!”

- “please reward our pluck and save this duck”

Why the Batfamily is Dysfunctional Part 3

- They have contests on Halloween where the first one to make Damian wet himself from fear wins.

- Barbara and Steph once painted the whole Batcave pink for no reason

- Cass has a habit of stealing other people’s garden gnomes. She has a collection in the Batcave and refuses to return them when Bruce tells her to

- Jason likes putting hair dye in Dick and Tim’s shampoo bottles

- Believe it or not, Wayne Manor used to have an indoor pool. Then Damian wondered what would happen if he suddenly decided to set it on fire. They don’t have an indoor pool anymore

- The reason Bruce still doesn’t have a girlfriend is because they never call him back after finding out he has like seven kids

- The Wayne family once held a ball, so Dick and Bruce had to teach the others how to dance. Cass was amazing, Jason purposefully stepped on toes, Barbara couldn’t really do much, Damian got frustrated and punched a wall, Stephanie kept elbowing Dick in the chest when she spun around, and Tim was just embarrassing

- Jason “I Died Once and Need to Remind My Family of it Every Single Day” Todd

- No one in the house is allowed to play Slender Man again after The Incident

- Tim drinks his coffee with Redbull and everyone keeps wondering how he’s still alive

- They are all banned from Walmart

- There’s a small ice cream shop in a rundown part of Gotham where Bruce takes his sidekicks sometimes after patrol. They only go in their uniforms and have given every employee there a heart attack at least once

- Steph likes stealing food from other people’s plates when they’re not looking

- Dick sleepwalks frequently and always wakes up cuddling in someone else’s bed

- No one in the house has a normal sleeping schedule

- Cass likes jumping on family member’s backs for impromptu piggyback rides

- Damian is terrified of Tellytubbies for some reason

- Bruce once took the entire family to Disney World and managed to lose every single one of them within an hour. He and Alfred had to call the cops, and they found them all on the teacups having gone on again and again for hours in a contest to see who would throw up first

- Cass collects Littlest Pet Shop toys and sometimes convinces her brothers to play with them with her

- Tim is too short to reach the cookie jar and Jason teases him mercilessly with it. Jay will reach up, take a cookie, and eat it all the while staring Tim dead in the eyes before putting the jar back on an even higher shelf and walking away

- Damian has named every bat in the Batcave and even makes them little outfits

- Dick always starts decorating for Christmas on November first and cries when Bruce doesn’t let him

- Tim hands out candy canes to kids on Halloween

- They have weekly rap battles

Mini Matchmaker Pt. 1 (Steve Holiday Mini Series)

Hi, my lovelies!! I’m still trying to ease myself off hiatus (you can read about that HERE ), but work got crazy again so I’m not sure when it’ll be official. BUT. I had this idea during my long day at work and I just thought it was so cute so I had to get it out. I hope you like it!! Any feedback or comments is appreciated. :)

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Mini Matchmaker (Steve Holiday Mini Series)

Characters: reader, Steve, OC Justice, Sam (mentioned) [modern au]

Summary: Your awful temporary holiday job takes a turn for the better when a handsome stranger enters your life. 

Warnings: none? Super duper fluffy!! A super tiny mention of death, but that’s it.

Word Count: 2436 (yeah this was supposed to be a drabble. oops.)

Tag list is below (LIST IS CLOSED I’M SO SORRY)

Part One  Part Two>>>

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Originally posted by forassgard

“These tights are the worst,” you muttered to your co-worker while still maintaining the fake perma-smile required for your temporary job. You tried to covertly pull up the tights that threatened to sag down to your knees while simultaneously resisting to scratch your itchy legs.

“Just remember, it’s almost over and think of the extra cash you’ll have for all the presents you’re going to buy me,” smirked the redhead, handing a cane cane to an obviously underwhelmed child.

“You wish, Nat,” you replied before ushering the next kid forward to take a seat on Santa’s lap.

With a frustrated huff, you considered your current situation. In addition to the awful red and white striped tights that were the bane of your existence, you wore a green velvet dress that fell to mid-thigh, a pointed green hat, and of course, the curly-toed shoes with bells attached. Just to add a festive touch of humiliation.

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Percabeth Headcanons
  • Annabeth is the kind of person to wake up and go to bed around the same time every day
  • Percy will either wake up extremely early or stay up extremely late
  • Annabeth is a waffle person and Percy is a pancake person
  • Annabeth hates extra pillows but Percy loves them so they settle for somewhere in between
  • There’s tons of blueprints everywhere
  • They have one of those glass coffee tables that lets you put stuff under the glass
  • And inside is a bunch of blueprints that are either already built or just in theory
  • There’s also a few shells from their trips to the beach
  • Percy tries out a bunch of different jobs
  • The one thing he really enjoyed was teaching at Camp
  • So he’s thinking about asking Chiron if he could work full time there
  • Annabeth is a pretty well known architect and gets projects all over the place
  • They still live in New York though
  • One, so they’re close by in case of an emergency, and two, so Percy can see his little sister
  • Percy takes his sister out for ice cream or something similar most Saturdays
  • Percy also keeps up his garden on the fire escape
  • The moonlace is still at his mom’s apartment though
  • He grows plants that are okay if you forget to water them incase he and Annabeth get called for a quest or something like that
  • Though they try to avoid quests as much as possible
  • During Halloween they give out blue candy
  • For Christmas, Percy puts out a bowl of candy canes for the kids that live on their floor to take when they go by
  • They live a few blocks away from Percy’s mom’s apartment
  • That way they have some space but they’re still close by
Winter Headcanons!

- Woodie is the kinda guy who picks up a candy cane and immediately gives it to wendy or webber. kids gotta get their sugar
- Woodie helps put alotta the ornaments on the upper most parts of the tree, like the tree topper. hes tol.
- Wolfgang is the secret candy theif. yanno the ones. that steal a candy in the advent calendar that was supposed to be yours. for shame.
- willow is VERY PASSIONATE about the tree being pretty and will go to arms with any no-good tree plan-ruiners
- Wilson is also a secret candy thief. For. Shame.
- Wickerbottom is like. the super organizer. shes the mom at christmas. the one who keeps a detailed list if who gives who what, a who deserves gifts or not.
- in turn the survivors all give her cute lil presents
- Wendy secretly likes the lights up on the trees
- wx very secretly likes to shove sugar cookies into his mouth bc that is less indulgent sugary substances that those festive fevered humans have. win.
- nobody is more concerned that woodie will die of hypothermia than wes is. hes walking around in a tank top. in the snow. stop.
- woodie is very adamant that turkey is served at Thanksgiving AND Christmas. it falls on deaf ears.
- webber keeps putting ornaments on wigfrids helmet.
- webber is the MOST PASSIONATE about getting woodie to sing a carol.
- no. he only sings for lucy.
- hes not gunna sing
- but, webbers giving him puppy eyes. like. 6 puppy eyes
- its official, woodie is singing a christmas carol and its webbers fault.
- Christmas time is the prime time to get piggy backs from woodie. hes never grouchy.

When I first read this part, my immediate reaction was to sympathize with Inasa in this moment. Geez Todoroki, I thought. That was super rude of you wasn’t it, the guy was just trying to be friendly and I know you hadn’t gotten whacked with the Character Development stick yet but God, way to be arrogant and stuck-up buddy.

And then days later, reading it again, I realized something that everybody else probably figured out right off. He wasn’t being arrogant, he wasn’t being snotty, and he probably didn’t mean to act like Inasa was beneath him.

Inasa recognized him as Endeavor’s son. There are no speech bubbles telling us how Inasa greeted him but I’ll bet you dollars to donuts it was something to the effect of “Hey, aren’t you Endeavor’s son?”

And I realized that Todoroki probably gets that all the time.

I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s the first thing most people say to him the second they look at him. He’s hard to miss; there can’t be a lot of kids running around with heterochromia and candy-cane hair even in the BNHA universe. It’d be the first thing people figure out about him. It’s probably the only thing anyone knows about him at this point.

This boy, who has lived his entire life in an abusive household under the thumb of an unapologetic brute who’s nonetheless hailed as a hero by the general populace, has only ever been seen and recognized by his abuser’s name. This child, who was permanently disfigured because of his resemblance to Endeavor, has probably been recognized on the street by that resemblance for years. He’s probably been hearing those same words all his life – Hey, aren’t you Endeavor’s son? Like he needs a reminder that that man is his father.

It’s not Inasa’s fault. He recognizes Endeavor as the unpleasant douche he is but there’s no way he could possibly know what Todoroki’s been through. But it’s not Todoroki’s either. To him, this is probably just one more time he’s been identified by his relation to the person who’s made his life a living hell since the day he was born. 

No wonder he snaps and keeps walking. I know I’d be sick of it too.

25 metres

title: 25 metres

word count: 4k

pairings/other notes: jikook, yoonseok, santa!jimin, elf!hoseok, elf!taehyung, manager!yoongi, sadcashier!jungkook, mall!bangtan. jungkook is a shy cashier and loves how the Christmas exhibition is only 25 metres away from the 7/11, especially when he can get the best view of the new santa with chiselled thighs.

a/n: hello! I promised 9th december but it’s 2 days later. haha. I’m not sorry. I stayed up again to write this, I’m super tired but I hope you enjoy it! should I make a second part? I got asked on ao3 to write a sequel but I think it fits better as a oneshot, maybe I’ll write a spinoff. anyway, thanks to all of you for being so kind! my first fic did p well, I was legit expecting only 10 notes but it got a lot more than that and it’s encouraging me to put myself out there. anyway, enjoy!


With you, shawty with you

With you, shawty with you

With you, under the mistletoe…

           the song has been on repeat for the past hour, and jungkook thinks he might physically tear out his ears if it means he doesn’t have to hear justin bieber wail anymore. he slumps against the counter, cheek brushing the cool plastic.

           just five more hours, jeon jungkook. five more.

           the bell at the door jingles, signifying the entrance of a new patron. jungkook hastily straightens the red hat on his head, sits up, and smiles as warmly as he can.

           “Welcome to 7/11!”

           A young mother pushes past the glass door, five-year-old in tow. the small boy is chortling as he fiddles with the reindeer antlers on his head, his mother smiling down on him with such love that jungkook feels himself melting a little. the brunnette places a coke down on the counter, fishing for her wallet. jungkook is eye-level with what seems to be a squirming lump, and he paints on the biggest grin he can muster.

           “hey there little guy! came from the christmas exhibition?”

           the five-year-old takes one look at the handsome jungkook, who is all angular features, with a smile so wide it radiates sunbeams. jungkook stares back at the curious toddler, pulling a funny face in an attempt to make him laugh. the child cocks his head, and opens his mouth. tears start to pool at the base of his eyes, and jungkook silently curses.

           “Mom!! stalker!


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Drabble/Headcanon

Hearth hates being around stores at Christmas time because with his pointy ears and candy cane striped scarf kids sometimes think he’s a store elf (”Mimi, I told you, elves don’t wear leather jackets, now leave the nice man alone”). He finds it really bothersome because they always run up to him and start talking excitedly. Not only does having a small child running at you freak him out in general (really, why wouldn’t it, especially when they come up behind you and you can’t hear them coming), but when they talk really fast and don’t always look at him he can’t even tell what they’re saying or why a small child is talking to him, and frankly it’s a bit frightening because he doesn’t want to deal with people, much less pissy/stressed shopping parents who get even more stressed/pissy when their child is unruly, or when he tries to demonstrate that he can’t communicate with them when they want to engage him in any way.

One time it happens when he’s walking with Blitzen. They’re arguing about scrounging up something to get Magnus for a present this year, mostly walking around the mall to get out of the cold (and sunlight). Blitz catches sight of something and taps Hearth on the shoulder, pointing to a little kid running up to them. Hearth groans as he realizes they’ve been walking by the Santa photo display. This is the third time this has happened since this month. 

The little kid stops in front of them and starts signing excitedly, saying they’ve never met a deaf elf before and Santa doesn’t know ASL so they’re really happy to see Hearth. The kid’s parent catches up and starts apologizing for bothering them, but he says it’s okay. Hearth doesn’t mind just this once. 

(Blitzen even introduces himself with his real name, which throws the kid for a loop. The look on their face is priceless.)

Candy Cane Bribes

Originally posted by worshipgifs

Request: Christmas Prompt # 5 with Parrish :) 

Author’s Note: I really thought this was a cute idea and I had a lot of fun thinking up ideas for this one. I hope you like it c: Enjoy!

Warnings: Cuteness

#5: “You taste like candy canes”

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“Babe, are the kids dressed yet?” I called from the kitchen as I ran around frantically trying to finish up all the loose ends.

“We’re getting there!” my husband yelled back. Just then, I heard the sound of small giggling and spotted my daughter running through the kitchen in her princess costume. Jordan came hurrying after her, out of breath and her little Christmas dress in his hands. I turned and raised my eyebrows at him, hands on my hips. He gave me an innocent smile and a shrug.

“You seem to be having quite a bit of luck with this,” I said, my lips quirking into a smile.

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christmas with seventeen

S.Coups/Seungcheol: claims he doesn’t want to watch the cheesy romance Christmas based movies on TV all day but when you come back from like the kitchen with hot chocolate there he is, wrapped up in the drama and on the verge of tears, turning to you only to say something like “It’s Christmas, they can’t break up on Christmas!” 

Jeonghan: gets you guys matching sweaters and hats and gloves and scarfs and takes you out to see the pretty decorations in all the store windows and the big tree somewhere in the city and you two take cute photos under the glowing lights and even when you give him your gift he tells you you didn’t have to bother because having you is a gift big enough for him.  

Joshua: wishes he could take you to see his family, tells you really heartwarming stories about the things they used to do to celebrate and you cheer him up by asking him to re-read ‘How the Grinch Stole Christmas’ with you while drinking coco out of matching Santa mugs. 

Jun: lives under the mistletoe the whole day and whenever you walk under it, he’s there and he’s ready. “Jun, this is the like fifteenth time we’ve kissed in the past hour.” “I know, I love the holidays.” 

Hoshi: gets way too into decorating the tree that he probably overdecorates and the tree falls over from the weight. Puts a photograph of himself at the top of the tree because “Hoshi means star in Japanese”. When you tell him to take it down, he huffs and instead puts up a photo of you on top because “You’re the shining star in my lif- ok I’ll take it down.” 

Woozi: doesn’t get the hype around the holiday, like it’s just a holiday, but at the same time you hear him humming ‘jingle bell rock’ under his breath at some point. You two don’t do anything too big, just exchange gifts and maybe get a little deep when Woozi tells you he loves you right at midnight on the Eve and you’re like “did you plan this” and he’s like “what……..no…..it just happened ok…..” 

Wonwoo: you both get into Christmas themed pajamas and make like a gingerbread house together while watching Christmas themed cartoons like two little kids and cuddling as the snow falls outside. Mingyu calls you guys to come join a snowball fight, but you two think being home toasty and not drenched in snow is a better way to spend the holiday. 

DK: volunteers to dress up as Santa for the younger kids in the neighborhood, goes around handing out candy canes and promising kids that he’ll get them like dinosaurs for Christmas if they’re good. It’s silly to see him so into the role, even up to the point that he has the jolly laugh down pact. At some point he walks back to you and asks “What do you want for Christmas?” when you jokingly say “Your love” he grins and says “That’s out of stock!” and then begs for your forgiveness when you give him the fake cold shoulder. 

Mingyu: before you get home he hides behind the Christmas tree and you don’t even notice because he’s practically the same height as it and when you walk by he jumps out to scare you and you’re like “Mingyu, I swEAR”. The rest of the day is spent with you two trying to make Christmas shaped cookies in the shapes of like reindeer and bells, but somehow they all come out looking a little funky. At least they taste good. 

the8: gets you the best most thought out present and his card is like a letter listing off all the things he loves and is thankful about this year that happened with you and you’re in tears by the end of it and he’s just as innocent as ever patting your back and saying it isn’t that emotional but he’s a liar, everything he wrote is so cute and romantic and wow you’re just like dating the8 is a real Christmas miracle. 

Seungkwan: breaks out the Mariah Carey Christmas album, gets the radio onto the station titled ‘Holiday Hits’ and basically gives you a one man concert of every jingle that has ever been written about romance on Christmas. He adds in his own personal dance moves and your neighbors probably knock on your day at some point and ask you to lower to volume on your TV. Too bad you can’t lower the volume on your boyfriend. 

Vernon: keeps reminding you that he never thought Santa was real, that Santa’s for ‘kids’ and you’re just nodding your head like mhmm totally Vernon, uhuh sure and when you break out the matching reindeer headbands he gives you a headache about how he doesn’t want to put them on. But when it comes to opening presents his whole chic, I-don’t-care-about-the-holidays image goes out the door as he bounces up and down and asks “what did you get me?” like three hundred times before actually opening the present. 

Dino: convinces you to stay up with him all night and he could probably do it if the Christmas re-runs weren’t so boring and if his head on your lap wasn’t so comfy. When he wakes up and sees the presents he’s convinced Santa cast a spell on him to sleep so he wouldn’t see him coming into the house. You play along because he’s cute. 

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(Hey I finally finished this! Woo! But yes. Dreams are strange weird places and the dream world is even more bizarre. Split into different worlds and zones where pokemon and humans alike frolic and play while their unconscious bodies lay in bed. But darkrai always linger in the shadows, though to protect themselves they have to evolve and adapt to their surroundings so that they blend in, adding fuel to the potential nightmares.

Behold, the Dream Variations!

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melanie martinez “cry baby” album lyrics meme

feel free to change pronouns

Your skin is warm like an oven.
Your kiss is sugary sweet.
Your fingers feel like cotton when you put your arms around me.
I feel like I’m just missing something whenever you leave.
I’m not a piece of cake for you to just discard.
So I’m taking back what’s mine.
You’ll miss the slice of heaven that I gave to you last night.
You’re just a piece of meat to me.
Gave you love, put my heart inside you.
Should I be scared?
You were comforting and quiet.
How did love become so violent?
Everything was so sweet until you tried to kill me.
And it’s so terrifying how you paralyze me.
Now you showing up inside my home.
I’m fucking scared.
You tell me to come over there’s some games you want to play.
It’s me and you and you and me alone.
We’re just playing hide and seek.
I don’t want to play no games.
I’m tired of always chasing, chasing after you.
I don’t give a fuck about you anyways.
Whoever said I gave a shit about you?
I guess I’m just a play date to you.
I wish I didn’t care all the time.
melatonin is coming for you.
Baby, won’t you lock the door?
I’m done with this.
It’s getting late, so close your eyes, sleep for days.
I’m fucking crazy, need my prescription filled.
Do you like my cookies? They’re made just for you.
Ooh, honey do you want me now?
Never want to see you again.
I pull off black so well.
You seem to replace your brain with your heart.
You take things so hard and then you fall apart.
Your heart’s too big for your body.
But you don’t fucking care.
So you laugh through your tears.
We’ll just let them drown.
You’re all on your own and you lost all your friends.
You told yourself that it’s not you, it’s them.
You’re one of a kind and no one understands.
I look at you and I see myself.
And I know you better than anyone else.
We’ll be a perfect family.
No one ever listens…
Don’t let them see what goes down in the kitchen.
Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces.
Everyone thinks that we’re perfect.
Please don’t let them look through the curtains.
I see things that nobody else sees.
Blood still stains when the sheets are washed.
Sex don’t sleep when the lights are off.
Kids are still depressed when you dress them up.
He’s still dead when you’re done with the bottle.
Of course it’s a corpse that you keep in the cradle.
He doesn’t think I’m that fucking dumb does he?
We know what goes on inside.
All the makeup in the world, won’t make you less insecure.
Will I catch up to love?
Chasing after you is like a fairytale.
Feel like I’m glued on tight to this carousel.
And it’s all fun and games, 'til somebody falls in love.
And there’s no turning back now.
It’s like you disappear.
You build me up like building blocks just so you can bring me down.
You can crush my candy cane but you’ll never catch me cry.
I’m not a little kid now.
But are you smarter than me now?
Apples aren’t always an appropriate apology.
But you’re not my daddy and I’m not your dolly.
Think I just remembered something.
I’m tired of being careful.
Let me under your skin.
I feel it coming out my throat.
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap.
Think I got myself in trouble.
Should’ve never said the word “love”.
I’m sick of all the games I have to play.
Promise I won’t push you straight to the dirt.
I love everything you do.
You call me fucking dumb for the stupid shit I do.
I’ll pull them off for you.
It’s not like I’m asking to be your wife.
Wanna make you mine, but that’s hard to say.
Is this coming off in a cheesy way?
Tell me why the hell no one is here.
Tell me what to do to make it all feel better.
Maybe it’s a cruel joke on me.
It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to.
I’ll cry until the candles burn down this place.
I’ll cry until my pity party’s in flames.
I wouldn’t have been trapped inside this hell that holds me.
Looking at me through your window.
He chased me and he wouldn’t stop.
Took the words right out my mouth.
Little bit of poison in me.
I can taste your skin in my teeth.
I love it when I hear you breathing.
I hope to God you’re never leaving.
That basic bitch leaves finally.
Now I can take her man.
Someone told me stay away from things that aren’t yours.
Pacify her.
She’s getting on my nerves.
You don’t love her.
Stop lying with those words.
I can’t stand her whining.
And loving her seems tiring.
If you weren’t born with it.
Just be sure to read the warning, kids.
No one will love you if you’re unattractive.
Is it true that pain is beauty?
Will a pretty face make it better?
Do you swear you’ll stay forever.
I’m peeling the skin off my face.
I really hate being safe.
The normals, they make me afraid.
The crazies, they make me feel sane.
The craziest friend that you’ve ever had.
You think I’m psycho, you think I’m gone.
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong.
You like me best when I’m off my rocker.
So what if I’m crazy? The best people are.
All the best people are crazy.
My brain is scattered.
You can be Alice, I’ll be the mad hatter.
That’s probably the reason that we get along.

Creepypasta #614: Tales Of A Mall Santa

Story length: Super Long

A few years ago, I was broke and renting a tiny home in a small town in central Wisconsin. So when I spotted an ad in the classifieds section for a mall Santa position - even though I was never a big fan of Christmas - I decided, what the hell. I desperately needed the extra cash.

I was hired the next day.

The first couple days went alright. Boys, girls, fat kids, smelly kids - they all had their lists, and were eager to talk my ear off about it. Some tugged at my fake beard, others jumped on my lap so hard I was afraid the cheaply-constructed plywood Santa throne would crack and collapse - but it was an okay gig.

But then he showed up.

He was no more than eight or nine years old with brown, bowl-shaped hair. He wore a red and white striped shirt that made him look like a human candy cane. I peered at him as he stood in line alone, no mother or father in sight. When it was his turn, the boy gently climbed onto my lap and stared with an unnatural focus directly into my eyes.

I asked what he wanted for Christmas, and he just sat in silence, eyes piercing mine. I repeated the question and patted him on the shoulder with my white glove. No response.

He leaned in close. His breath tickled my ear. He placed one hand on my fake beard, and the other behind my hat. He said:

“I have a gift for Santa.”

He hopped down and disappeared through a crowd of people.

When I got home that evening there was a small present wrapped in green wrapping paper and tied with a red bow sitting on my kitchen table. I picked it up and shook it - something rattled inside. I unwrapped the paper, opened the cardboard box, and removed the object within.

It was a garage door opener.

I turned it in my hand. Thinking it may have been dropped off by my landlord, I walked to the garage and clicked the button on the new device a few times. The garage door stayed shut. I called my landlord, and he said he hadn’t been over in a few days. The opener was not from him.

My thoughts returned to the young boy with the candy cane sweater from the mall, and I shuddered. I checked the doors and windows before I went to bed, making sure they were locked.

What little sleep I got that night was with the garage door opener still palmed in my hand.

The candy cane kid returned the next day. He climbed on my lap and said nothing. He just stared. Frank Sinatra’sJingle Bells crackled from the mall’s speaker system. The boy leaned in, and said:

“I have a gift for Santa.”

He hopped down, waded into the sea of shoppers, and was gone.

I expected another gift that evening when I returned home, but thankfully, there was nothing. I slept a tad more soundly, but in the middle of the night I was awoken by the crashing of glass coming from the kitchen. I grabbed the lamp off the dresser, and yanked the electrical cord from the wall. I clutched the lamp like a baseball bat, and I gently nudged open my bedroom door.

That’s when the giggling began - the giggling of a mischievous, little boy. I called out, and the giggling stopped. Tiny footsteps pitter-pattered on the linoleum floor, and I ran into the kitchen, just in time to see a red and white striped sweater and short legs wiggle out the broken window and into the night.

On my kitchen table was another gift. I flipped on the light and tore open the wrapping paper - another cardboard box. I reached inside and pulled out my second present.

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The Signs As: Little Christmas Things
  • ARIES: Hot cocoa
  • TAURUS: Decorating the tree
  • GEMINI: Christmas carols
  • CANCER: Peppermint Starbucks drinks
  • LEO: The look of wonder in children's eyes when they're walking through the mall
  • VIRGO: That one house down the road that goes totally crazy with the lights, and looks totally magical once it gets dark outside
  • LIBRA: Putting the star/angel/whatever on top of the tree
  • SCORPIO: The really cute mall Santa pictures
  • SAGITTARIUS: The anticipation you felt as a child on Christmas Eve when you just couldn't bring yourself to sleep
  • CAPRICORN: Candy canes!
  • AQUARIUS: Watching your favorite person in the world's face light up when they open up their gift from you
  • PISCES: Secret Santa gift exchanges
  • *I feel as though Tenten has always loved making candy canes into shivs during Christmas time*
  • Tenten's mom: I brought home some candy canes!
  • Young Tenten: Yay! *grabs one*
  • Tenten's dad: You know what Tenten? You can sharpen your candy canes and make them a weapon!
  • Young Tenten: *gasps* Really?!
  • *several years later*
  • Neji: Hey I brought home some candy canes.
  • Tenten: You hear that kids? Daddy brought home candy canes!
  • NejiTen kids: Yay!
  • Tenten: Now I'm going to teach you something my dad taught me about candy canes.
  • NejiTen kids: What is it?
  • Tenten: How to make your candy canes a weapon!
  • Neji: What.
#215: You Do Charity Work For Families Who Can’t Afford Christmas

A/N:

Christmas Calendar 2016 » December the 9th:
You Do Charity Work For Families Who Can’t Afford Christmas 

Luke:

”Y/N I can’t wear this!” Looking up confused from having your phone up in your face you looked towards the bathroom with a quivered eyebrow. “What do you mean?” The answer was replied by Luke opening the door, the expression on his face being enough to make you laugh. But what was even more hilarious was his attire, yet you tried to remain the calm state and only smile at him. “You look fine!” “Y/N, I’m wearing freaking green tights!” You couldn’t hold in it anymore, hands coming up to cover your face as you laughed into your palms. He did in fact look like a mess, it didn’t help on the situation that he was so tall and wearing a costume most preferred for small people. “Don’t just stand there and laugh.” He commented, closing the door to the bathroom and approaching you. “At least you’re freaking cute in your costume, I’m dressed as a giant elf!” By the mention of your costume you took a look down at your body before your eyes adverted back to his. It was pretty true what he was saying, you really enjoyed your costume but neither would you have minded wearing the elf costume. It was even Luke suggesting that you would join a mall today for some sort of charity work, walking around with candy canes and giving it out to families and kids. But the second he saw his costume he seemed to be the one backing out. “I think you’re cute as well.” You mumbled honestly while filling up your basket with sweets, smiling over at his direction and ignored the fact that he rolled his eyes. “I swear if we meet fans-,” “Then they’re gonna see how much of a wonderful caring person you is to take one of your day offs to spend it on families who can’t afford Christmas.” You smiled up at him and grabbed a candy cane to put it into his mouth to keep his silent. And even if you could tell he wasn’t comfortable in his costume he still smiled all over his face by your sweet gesture. “Let’s go give out some candy canes elfie.” You made sure to hurry towards the door to get out of the hotel room, but not before looking over your shoulder with a teasing smile to see his half angry expression mixed with a small smile.

Calum:

“I didn’t know you were this creative.” His eyes looked up by your words, tongue resting between his lips in concentration and furrowed his eyebrows. “It’s not-, it’s not that pretty.” He shrugged off while looking down at his work, clearly not being as satisfied with it as you were. You had imagined him to be less interested in the project, but he definitely surprised you. The second you were welcomed into the workroom for families and people wanting to join for Christmas decorations, he had grabbed a paint brush and done some weird red doodles on a white paper. It wasn’t until minutes had passed by filled with concentration that you realized he had been drawing a rather fancy Christmas hard, making sure to signature it by the end of the painting. “You think some families will be happy for this?” He questioned a bit insecure, eyes glancing down at your candle decoration work to admire. “Cal, you gotta remember what we’re doing is for families with huge lack of money. They might have kids, they might be old and alone and I am so sure that no matter what they get, as long as it’s Christmas related they will be so grateful of our works. I mean, look at all these amazing things, just by making them makes us happy. I doubt they would complain because they get all this for free from the people who care.” A smile came slowly to his face while watching you talk, during it as you sprayed spruces with fake snow before placing it into the clay. “You really love doing this, huh?” He lowered his voice, moving his lips against your hairline and down to your ear with a small hum. It made you stop just for a short moment after been working for an hour straight, looking down at him and placed a soft kiss to his red nose. “I feel like it’s the most wonderful feeling helping where it’s needed. Taking your time to do this even if it’s only for two hours feels like the most blessing thing ever. You feel like you’ve saved someone’s life.” You felt how his lips pressed against your ear and a soft chuckle came from his lips before he moved away to focus back on his painting. “I wish I could take that home with me though because I’m better than Picasso.”  

Michael:

“This is even better than Christmas.” He cheered loudly, eyes looking at the many dishes placed in front of him and stirred the sauce in the pan. Your eyes went towards him by his exclaim, stopping with peeling the potatoes and laughed quietly by his excitement. “Michael, you know it is kind of Christmas.” He rolled his eyes by your words and swung his lips back and forth to the background music, the kitchen you were currently standing in filled with people. Everyone was walking around with pans, bowls, ingredients and whatever possible. What amazed you the most about the whole thing was the cozy tension, even if you were that many people they still seemed to get along and wasn’t disturbed by stress or the lack of space. Everyone was here for the same reason, and that was to make food for the ones who couldn’t afford. You had heard about it, Michael grandparents had been doing the same every single year so for once you wanted to do it as well. Doing something out of the ordinary that actually was so simple, you were bummed that you hadn’t done it before. So much food was made ready to be served for families and you could also tell by the excitement Michael was showing that he was enjoying this too. He wanted to do something personal, not just donate the money it was too simple. He wanted to actually do something instead of sitting on his ass with a credit card, and you had so much respect of that. “You have to taste this sauce okay, they’re gonna love it.” His hand reached out for yours, but you gave him a questioned look before being pulled towards him. “Don’t worry, there will be something for them as well. Just want to show off a bit of my secret talents.” He blew lightly on the sauce to make sure you wouldn’t burn your tongue, making sure to neither spill it on the kitchen counter as he moved the spoon towards your mouth. Just like he had predicted, a smile came to your face by tasting the wonderful flavor, laughing by his reaction and made sure to dry off your mouth from a bit that he had spilled. “And if they don’t like it I assume they might have a demented grandmother with lack of taste when eating the sauce.”

Ashton:

“Are you cold?” He questioned, eyes lowering down to yours and made sure to readjust the scarf around your neck. You shook your head lightly, trying to stay optimistic about the whole thing but he could tell by your shaking form that you were definitely freezing, even if you were wearing three pairs of socks. Not even the grill of Christmas sausages and whatever in front of you seemed to heat you enough and Ashton took the opportunity to wrap an arm around you and pull you closer. “How am I supposed to fill up beers when you’re holding me like this?” You grinned, wanting to lean over and grab a cup as a new costumer was arriving with his family yet you still was stuck within his reach. He grinned lightly by your question but still kept quiet, leaning forward on the counter and greeted the waiting dad standing in front of you. The day had been amazing so far, you had been standing in your own little grill and beer Christmas shop along the Christmas marked in London for quite a few hours now, earning in money to donate and talking with a few fans and costumers. But after standing for so many hours and despite the fact that you had tried to dress for the weather, the cold seemed to consume you completely. And of course with Ashton’s fast eyes it hadn’t taken him long to notice and with his broad form and giant winter jacket he didn’t seem to be suffering like you. “I’m happy we’re doing this.” He smiled politely while returning cash to the dad, looking down at you with a dimple so deep you wanted to poke him. “I’m happy we’re doing this too.” You admitted, letting him wrap his warm hand around your cold one and intertwine your fingers. He was the one suggesting it, he had always thought about his time as a kid when things weren’t going as planned and when friends always managed to get better presents or at least got some. He wanted to do a difference and even if this place wasn’t maybe the best way to earn money, you did it in a way that felt perfect. And to have you being so on about his suggestion made the thing even better, because to do something like this was uplifting in life. It was pure amazing.

Fanfic - Letter to Santa - 1/1

Prompt: Barry and Iris read the Twins’s letter to Santa where they ask for their daddy not to fight bad guys so they can spend Christmas together as a family.

Rating: PG

Word Count: 847

A/N: Requested by @dasakuryo

“Hey, sorry I’m late.”

Barry pulled back his cowl to reveal his very exhausted face. His eyes took in the living room that had become a very convincing version of Santa’s workshop. Red and green striped stockings were lying across the couch ready to be filled. Bits of  wrapping paper and ribbons were scattered across the floor. Different piles of gifts organized in a system that Barry would never understand but luckily Iris did.

“It’s fine,” Iris sat on the floor in front of the Christmas tree tying a ribbon on a present. “I haven’t gotten that far. We still have a long night ahead of us.”

Every year Barry and Iris swore they would get their Christmas duties done early. Cards would be sent on December 1st. Christmas shopping would be done no later than December 15th. With all the presents organized and wrapped at least a week before Christmas. In the ten years they had been married they have never succeeded in getting anything done early. As always they were rushing to get things done at the last minute.

“What can I do to help?” Barry plopped down on the floor next to Iris. He leaned forward to swipe a cookie from a plate the kids had left out for Santa.

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We know what Christmas in Diamond City looks like but what about Christmas in Goodneighbor… There’s lights hung up all along the state house and on the balcony. KLEO has mistletoe hung up at the entrance of her store. Daisy doesn’t decorate much but she’s known to give candy canes out to the kids of the town. Kent broadcasts his own Christmas special silver shroud fanfiction and the memory den offers memories to anchorage where people can get their snow fix in. Hancock insists all neighborhood guards wear their best red suits for the season. Christmas Eve they probably have a great big party at the Third Rail which, in years past, has resulted in everything from fires and drinking the entire bar dry to Mayor Hancock passing out on top of the bar in a sexy Santa costume.

Arthur's Perfect Christmas REMIX

the-girl-whos-waiting-96 is back biddies! And I’ve got a holiday recap for y'all!! Grab your hot chocolate, Santa hats, dreidels, and lutefisk because here we gooooo

We open on some lovely piano music playing over shoppers buying gifts. We also see Binky getting gifts hand delivered from a toy shop to his doorstep, which always confused me. I mean I understand his relatives shipping gifts to his house, but these are hand delivered by a guy in an elf costume. Is this a thing? Does this happen?

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One of the shoppers, Bitzi Baxter, drops a small present and a stranger kindly returns it to her. This puts us in the Christmas mood as we move on to Casa de Read where we are treated with a surprise song. Yes, this episode is a semi-musical, meaning there are musical numbers but not very many. Also the songs just sort of show up in the special like uninvited yet unexpectedly pleasant dinner guests. No one saw them coming, but no one is upset over their arrival. 

During the musical fantasy Arthur describes his vision of a perfect Christmas featuring a ton of snow, a traditional dinner with 17 types of pie (dayyyum son), and a  huge tree decorated perfectly with absolutely NO TINSEL. I never really understood Arthur’s loathing of tinsel. In the fantasy DW tries to put on a bunch of tinsel but Arthur tells her to get that bitch ass shit out of his face and then he punches her again. Truly a perfect Christmas.

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When the song concludes, DW comes in bitching about how Arthur has to write her letter to Santa for her since there are only three days until Christmas and time’s a wasting! Dis bitch. If she wanted to guarantee presents from Santa she should’ve mailed that shit months ago. What a scrub. As DW laments over how she should greet Santa in the letter Arthur tells us that everything will be “Almost perfect” this Christmas and resists the urge to deck DW.

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The next morning as the kids are on their way to school an ad for Tina the Talking Tabby plays, an annoying toy DW desperately wants for Christmas. She asks her mom if Santa will get it for her and Jane responds with a “I don’t know we’ll just have to wait and see” accompanied by some foreboding music. Sorry DW the foreshadowing just screwed you out of a toy. 


At school Muffy boasts to Francine about her party and when Francine tries to tell Muffy she can’t go, Muffy runs off to invite George.

I guess this is one of those gotta-invite-the-whole-class kind of parties. 

Francine rants to Arthur that she can’t attend the party because her family is celebrating the last night Hanukkah. Arthur suggests a direct approach so Francine walks right up to Muffy and declares, “Muffy I am not going to your party tomorrow”. However, Muffy ignores her and talks about the band she hired. Dis bitch. 


In class, I guess Ratburn gave up on a lesson plan because George describes a tradition from Sweden where they have a parade early in the morning of December 13th in which people follow the Queen of lights. This is a real St. Lucy’s day celebration in Sweden. Afterwards George tries to pass around the Lutefisk, fish that’s been tried and boiled that his grandparents sent him. Of course Buster is the only one to eat it. See George? This is how you ruin a lesson about your culture, by saving the worse for last! This is why you’re left out of the promotional stuff. (Although the ornaments on his antlers are adorable)

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Next Binky presents his attempt at a pecan pie, since he’ll be making dessert for the homeless shelter this year. Everyone is excited to try it, until they learn that Binky hasn’t shelled the pecans! Was no one supervising him when he made this? Ratburn pulls a real dick move here by making the class think there’s no homework then psyching them out by assigning a 5 page essay on what they did over break. WTF five pages? That is crap Ratburn, there is no way they’ll be able to fill up five pages on that shit. 


After class, Buster tells Arthur that ever since the divorce, every year his mom keeps waking him up everyday for about a week until the 25th thinking it’s Christmas. After Buster tells her the correct date, she goes back to bed. He knows that his mom is only doing this to compensate for Buster’s dad not being there. Damn, this kid is pretty smart for his age, if only he would study.

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Outside Muffy has donned a princess outfit and is announcing her epic party to all through the sunroof of her limo. Didn’t she already invite everyone in person? Guess she just wants to toot her own horn! (Pun intended) She tells Francine to come early to help her set up, and Francine once again tells Muffy that she can’t come and is once again ignored.

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Arthur and his mom go last minute shopping at the over crowded mall with too many Christmas displays. They agree to meet back at one of the candy cane displays in an hour. Wait, hold up, this kid is only 9 and he’s allowed to wander around by himself? What the fuck Jane?!
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Arthur tries to get the perfect gift for everyone on his list, which only consists of his parents apparently. I guess DW and the grandparents get the cold shoulder. Arthur wants to get his dad the veginator, a kitchen tool that can do practically anything which is only $5.99 due to the 1950’s prices! Before Arthur can even ask if the store has a veginator the employee tells him they’re sold out but offers Uncle Niko’s olive de-pitter and even throws in the olives for free. Arthur then spots the perfect gift for his mom, an exact replica of the glass bird he broke last summer. This is an ongoing gag in the show, and I think this is where it originated.
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Having purchased the last gift from a bitchy cashier for only $9.59! Why can’t I live in a world with 1950’s prices? Arthur has to go through the hell that is the toy store to get to his mom all while the annoying Tina the Talking Tabby ad is playing. It’s pretty intense. When they meet up his mom explains that she got almost everything on her list but there was just one thing that was all sold out…HMMM I WONDER WHAT IT COULD BE!!! 


Back at Casa de Read Jane explains to DW over a plate of cookies that Santa can’t always give kids what they want. DW thinks it’s because she’s been bad but Jane lies to her face and says that she hasn’t been bad at all, but before she can continue with her bullshit explanation DW concludes that it’s because Arthur wrote her letter all wrong. Jane doesn’t bother to correct her, so i guess she’s fine with throwing Arthur under the bus for this one. 


David comes in with Uncle Fred’s video christmas card! Ah yes, good ol’ Uncle Fred, the character whose only appearance is in this special and is then promptly left out of the rest of the series, which is a shame because Fred is awesome. (I just looked it up, apparently he’s mentioned once in season 18) Fred says in the tape that he can’t be with them this Christmas because he and his dog Rory are going to Florida! What kind of hotel allows giant ass dogs? The tape gets interrupted by Rory eating the camera. The kids laugh about their uncle and joke about how last christmas he stepped on the tea set David got for Jane. How do you step on an entire tea set like wtf?

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The family has a traditional Christmas dinner before Christmas because David wants to have an authentic Christmas dinner this year with food people might have actually eaten in Bethlehem when Jesus was born. Arthur thinks that sounds like a load of suck but tries not to let it show in front of his father, since David doesn’t need anymore disappointment in his life. 


At the Baxter Residence, Bitzi wakes Buster up thinking it’s Christmas when it’s only the 23rd. She puts the presents away once more and says that she “just can’t wait for the holidays to be over” 😞

Thinking Arthur has failed her

, DW mails her own letter to Santa at the mailbox next to the Tibble house.
We cut to Muffy’s Christmas party where things are in high gear as the band sings to have “a boogie woogie Christmas and a rocking and reeling New Year”. I demand a full version of this song. For some reason Mr.Ratburn is there. Ok weird. Wow this literally is an everyone-in-class-gets-invited kind of party.

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Arthur bitches about the lack of snow even though Christmas is tomorrow, Brain responds by saying that technically no one really knows what day Jesus was born on, boring him with facts and Arthur tells him to stuff it. Muffy announces that the time has come to give out presents and there is one for everyone at the party. Wait…so she invited like everyone in the school, how many gifts does she have?! When Francine doesn’t come to collect her gift, Muffy angrily calls her in front of everyone, demanding to know where she is. Francine explains that she told her 28 times that she couldn’t come because of Hanukkah. Muffy says “it’s not like Hanukkah is as important as Christmas” and Francine hangs up on her bitch ass.
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Arthur and Brain find Buster sleeping on his cake, and tell him that maybe he and his mom shouldn’t celebrate Christmas since it just makes him tired. They suggest Buster create his own holiday, Brain, the human textbook, says that he celebrates Kwanza which wasn’t a holiday until 1966. Brain’s only function in this special is to spout facts.

 Buster fantasizes about Baxter day, which is the chillest holiday of all time. Stop whatever you’re doing, let me hear you say today is Baxter day!

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Buster likes the idea but thinks his mom will never go for it. Meanwhile Mr. Ratburn tries Binky’s brownies which he neglected to put sugar in. Who is allowing this child to bake?!


Arthur comes home to find that tragedy has struck! DW has decorated half of the tree and it’s NOT FOLLOWING TRADITION!!!

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Jane lets Arthur decorates the top half the way he wants, but he whines that it’s still weird. On the way to church Arthur begs his dad to change the station when the Tina the Talking Tabby ad plays. Without skipping a beat, David puts in the Crazy Bus tape. David is such a douche. After church, Arthur tries Binky’s banana bread which I guess he’s just been carrying around in his pocket or something? Somehow Binky forgot to peel the bananas. HOW HAS HE NOT BURNED THE HOUSE DOWN AT THIS POINT?!

DW insists that she and Arthur make sure everything is set for Santa’s arrival: no fire in the fire place, cookies and milk, and even water for his reindeer. As a snowflake falls in Arthur’s hand he thinks it’s finally going to snow but it rains because the universe hates him. Arthur awakes after hearing a loud crash outside and comes downstairs to find that Uncle Fred has crashed into their fence and has to spend the night since no one can fix his car until after Christmas.

Fred’s dog Rory chases Pal around the house and manages to snag the gift Arthur got for Jane and runs off with it. Arthur and Pal cause Rory around the house, they get the gift back just before it breaks because Arthur Read don’t take shit from nobody. He puts the gift in the upstairs closet to prevent another mishap and goes to bed. 

It’s Christmas morning and DW runs to wake everyone up when she notices Uncle Fred shaving in the bathroom and thinks it’s Santa. But when she goes to show her dad, Arthur is in the bathroom peeing! Pretty sure this is the most adult joke this show has ever gotten away with! DW saw her brother’s ding-a-ling!!!! (Editor’s note: That moment was 100% intense.)


At the Baxter residence, Buster is the one to wake his mom up this time because it’s actually Christmas! Bitzi gets nervous that she accidentally bought Buster a toy he already has but Buster explains that they are two different characters entirely. Duh mom!

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Unfortunately Bitzi manages to burn the pancakes and Buster tries get her to mellow out. Just give her some of your stash and this will be over in like 10 seconds Buster!

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At the Crosswire abode Muffy excitedly goes to play with her 37 presents, but laments that she won’t be able to play with Francine because of their fight. Oh woe is her! Who will she brag to now? Another fantasy song sequence starts as Muffy imagines Francine basically being her bitch at playtime. Clearly their friendship is one of high value.
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Back at Casa de Read everyone is about to exchange gifts when Arthur runs up to get his mom’s gift, fantasizing about how everyone will know he’s perfect after this. He’ll even get a balloon in a hero parade! (No one tell him that his balloon was cut from the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade). But when Arthur reaches for the present it falls over and breaks. Wait a minute, so you’re telling me that this thing can survive being bounced around in the toy store and chewed on by a dog without a scratch, but a littlet fall takes it down?! That is bogus!
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We cut away to see Bitzi has taken Buster to a fancy restaurant for brunch to make up for burning the pancakes. The place is cleverly called “La Bruchenie- A Fancy Place For Brunch” subtle. Buster tries to tell his mom not to make a big deal over christmas but chickens out.

Going back to Casa de Read, Arthur is crying because he broke his mom’s bird again and thinks he ruined Christmas. Fred goes to comfort his nephew convincing him to come back downstairs.

In the Muffy storyline we see her eating her feelings at the Brain’s ice cream shop, better known as the lesser Sugar Bowl. They’re open because Kwanza doesn’t start until the 26th. Okay, I understand that the Powers family doesn’t celebrate Christmas, but having their shop open is just a bad business practice. They have to pay to run the electricity- the lights, the air conditioning, etc. on a day they’ll be lucky to get any customers, because 

a) it’s Christmas and
b) it’s December, most people don’t want ice cream when it’s cold outside
Wait a minute…do the Powers even pay Brain? He’s the only employee! Does the time loop cancel out child labour laws?

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Once again back at Casa de Read we see everyone opening presents, and the Read family is struck with another tragedy as DW gets a talking duck instead of Tina the Talking Tabby and throws a tantrum until the duck talks and she finds that she loves it.
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Arthur imagines what will happen if he tells his mom the truth, his family will hate him! Binky crashes his fantasy trying to get Arthur to try his shitty ass peach cobbler. In reality Fred has Arthur take the credit for his gift to Jane, the tea set Fred broke last Christmas! And a miracle tow truck shows up to get Fred the fuck out of the series. 

We then head to the Frensky home where the Crosswires have come bearing ham. A fucking ham. To a Jewish family. White people.

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Muffy apologizes to Francine and Francine explains why Hanukkah is so important to her and why Muffy is a piece of shit for ignoring her when she said she couldn’t go. Muffy realizes she sucks and they all go to the movies!
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Back at the fancy Baxter brunch as Bitzi goes over the day’s schedule, Buster interrupts saying that Christmas doesn’t have to be a big deal, in fact they could celebrate their own holiday, Baxter Day! Bitzi is 100% down to clown and they go celebrate Baxter Day.


Transition to Christmas dinner at Casa de Read and Arthur is surprised that the dinner doesn’t completely suck ass. As Fred leaves the series–I mean, house- -Grandpa Dave gives him a ride hitting the fence on the way out. Nice. It finally snows and Arthur is over the moon as he sings the final song and we get a glimpse of what the other families of Elwood City are doing.
George’s family is partying it up Swedish style

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Brain’s family is getting amped for Kwanza
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Binky’s family is working at the homeless shelter where he feeds the homeless store bought cookies pretending he made them! What a sneak!
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Ratburn is planning all of his tests for next year because his family disowned him long ago and he has no friends…festive!
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The Frenskys and Crosswires are living it up at the movies

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And the Baxters are looking for Doctor Who
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We rejoin Arthur as he reiterates the moral of the story through song. “Sometimes the thing you hope for isn’t the thing you get. But after today, I just have to say, this was the best Christmas yet!”
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DW interrupts the moment with her annoying ass duck, and Arthur breaks the fourth wall wishing us all Happy Holidays, before going back inside to beat DW over the head with her duck. It may not have been what he expected but it was Arthur’s Perfect Christmas.

Grade: A (This is honestly one of my favorite holiday specials from any show, I love that it celebrates all sorts of holidays rather than being all about Christmas. The morals are ones that I feel everyone needs to be reminded of every holiday season. The songs are fun and silly but unnecessary as they don’t drive the plot forward at all. Baxter Day steals the show.)

Rating: 200% intense Forgotten Uncle Fred is intensely cool!!!