Christmas (Part 1/???)

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(merry krismois)

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(btw there's a bit of angst in this so 0_0..NOTHING TRIGGING THOUGH)
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Sketchbook woke up, looking around. She was confused at first but remembered that she fell asleep on the floor along with the others. She looked over to the couch and almost screeched out of excitement. "Omgomgomgogmgomggomg" She whispered, making sure not to wake the others. Larry and Shrignold, were laying on the couch cuddling. "They're so cute.." She thought. Shrignold was laying his head on Larry's chest and had his arms wrapped around him. She heard yawning from behind her, and she saw Sammy waking up. "Good morning, Sketchy." She rubbed her eyes, "morning, Sammy." Normally the small little gremlin is hyper in the morning, but she had stayed up late last night. But when she saw the presents under the poorly decorated tree, her eyes lit up like Christmas lights. "PRESENTS PRESENTS PRESENTS PRESENTS!!!!" She shouted and ran over to them. "Sammy, shush! You'll wake the others." Sketchbook's attempts to make Sammy shut her big mouth were in vain. "EVERYONE WAKE UP!" She screamed. Shrignold's eyes opened slowly. He yawned and it took a while to realize what planet he was on. That was the best sleep he's gotten in a while, he's usually on edge because Malcolm and the love cult stresses him out. Larry always helped to calm him. He looked at Sketchbook dead in the eyes for a moment, realizing she knew what was up. His blue face turned red and he quickly got off Larry and ran upstairs into his room. "SHRIGNOLD- COME BACK-" Sketchbook ran after him. "SHRRIGNNOLD....IT'S OKAY TO BE GAY-" She shouted so he'd hear her through his locked door. "NO IT'S NOT, I'M A SINNER!" His shouts sounded muffled. Turns out his face was shoved in a pillow. Not like it'd help the embarrassment he felt, but whatever. "WHY'S IT SO WRONG TO BE GAY?" She asked. She was surprised to see Shrignold open the door and look at her for a moment. He sighed and let her in, closing the door behind her. "I-I'll explain." Inhaling, he began explaining why he was so upset about liking men. "So basically... Malcolm always says that women and men are meant to be together and..if he finds out that I disagree, I'm dead." He rested his face in his hands. "Awwh, Shrignold..." Sketchbook said sympathetically and hugged him, "I don't like going against Malcolm's word but I can't help it." Shrignold said, his voice breaking. "Cheer up, it's Christmas. We're gonna have a talk about this later, 'kay?" She looked at him. He nodded and wiped his tears off his cheek. They both went downstairs together and saw that mostly everyone was awake. Except for Larry. Not much of a surprise, though. Tony was out of sight, "where's Tony?" She asked. "He went upstairs because we're too loud and annoying." Colin shrugged. "Sounds like something he'd say." Sketchbook replied. Shrignold fluttered over to the couch and began poking at Larry's face in an attempt to wake him up. "Larry.." "Larry, wake up-" It didn't work, which makes sense because Shrignold's always kind of hard to hear since his voice is so soft and quiet. "Here, let me try." Colin pushed Shrignold aside and.. "LARRY WAKE UP!!" He screeched. "Chill out, I'm awake." Larry sighed and put a hand up to his ear. "Good." Colin grinned. "When do we open presents?!" Sammy groaned and tugged on her dad's apron that he always wears. "In a little bit, kiddo; we have to make the food first." Stanley patted her head. "Alright!" She grabbed Benny's hand and ran to the kitchen with him. "Well someone's excited." Fred chuckled, standing up to go follow them. Stanley smiled and nodded, walking into the kitchen with Fred. "Sooo what do we do now?" Sketchbook asked. "You didn't plan anything? Usually you have a million things planned for special occasions like this." Colin said. "Hmm...how about we go beg Tony to go ice skating?" She suggested, "YES, ICE SKATING!" Colin exclaimed and bolted upstairs. "WAIT UP, COLIN-" She shouted, trying to shake
Tracey awake. "Tracey, wake up! We gotta go annoy Tony!" She whisper-shouted. Tracey yawned, "again?" She chuckled and put a hand on Sketchbook's shoulder to pull herself up. "Yep! We're asking him to go ice skating." She grabbed Tracey's hand and ran upstairs. Colin was already at Tony's door, trying to get in, "IT'S MY ROOM TOO! YOU CAN'T JUST NOT LET ME IN-" He shouted througu the door. "I DONT HAVE TIME FOR YOU AND YOUR CHRISTMAS SHENANIGANS." Tony yelled back. Colin grumbled a few not-so-nice words under his breath, took a step back, and kicked the door open. "COLIN YOU'RE GONNA BREAK THE DAMN DOOR-" Tony threw his book at him, "DON'T BE SUCH A GRINCH!" Colin dodged the book. "Heyyy Tony-" Sketchbook said awkwardly as she stepped in the room with Tracey, "I cant get 5 minutes of alone time." Tony grumbled, "ya knowww, you should like totally take us ice skating..." Sketchbook smiled sheepishly. "No." Tony picked up his book and flipped back to the page he was at. "Come on, it'll be fun, friend!" Tracey said in an attempt to convince him, "someone's gonna end up breaking their neck." He replied, "that's the fun part about it!" Colin grinned, "we aren't going." Tony sighed, "you don't even have to skate, you can just watch." Sketchbook shrugged. "If I bring you there, will you stop pestering me?" He asked in an annoyed tone, "YES!!" The three said in unison. "Go get your coats." Tony sighed deeply. "YAY! THANKS TONY!" They ran downstairs and pulled on their coats and shoes. "Where are you guys going?" Shrignold asked. "Ice skating; wanna come?" Tracey offered. "Yeah, we'll go!" Larry accepted the offer before Shrignold could say anything. "Larry, I don't know how to skate.." Shrignold whispered to him, "it's fine, it's pretty easy! I'm a pro so I can teach you!" He grabbed the butterfly's hand and stood him up. Tony came downstairs in an angry state. Nothing new, he's always been the debby downer type of guy. "The food will be all prepared when you come back!" Stanley yelled as they were walking out the door, "don't burn the house down!" Larry yelled back before shutting the door behind him. Tony opened the car door and got in the driver's seat. Sketchbook always had to convince him to take her places because he was the only one other than Fred and Stanley that could drive. Shrignold knew how to drive, but he's too short to reach the peddles and steering wheel. No one trusted Larry or Colin to drive anywhere, so they never learned. And Tracey just didn't want to learn because she felt as if she didn't have to go anywhere unless it was with Sketchbook. Thankfully, not everyone was coming so the car wasn't jam-packed with people. Colin sat in the passengers seat, Sketchbook and Tracey sat in the row behind them, and Shrignold and Larry sat in the back. Larry liked it in the back because there were no windows and it was dark so he could take naps without a bunch of sunlight being in his eyes. Everyone buckled up, Tony started the car, and they were on their way.
~Time Skip~
It's been like; five minutes and Tracey was bored. She always grew bored when she didn't have an electronic in her hand. She sighed and looked out the window, resting her chin on her palm. "You okay?" Sketchbook asked. "Yeah, just bored." Tracey muttered, "it's been five minutes." Sketchbook laughed and scooted closer to her, resting her head on Tracey's shoulder. "Sooo, what should we do?" Sketchbook asked. "I-I uh, I dunno.." Tracey looked at her friend and back out the window. She always liked it when she laid her head on her shoulder, or made any physical interaction towards her. It always made her feel sparks in her stomach. She's been wanting to ask Sketchbook to be her girlfriend for a while..but she's too scared. Sketchbook saw the taller female's blush, "Awefully red now, aren't you? Have a fever?" She smirked. "N-no, I'm fine- j-just allergies." Tracey looked down and fidgeted with her bracelets like she always does when nervous. Sketchbook nuzzled her head against her shoulder, making Tracey even more flustered. "Get off mee..." Tracey whined, "but you're so comfy." Sketchbook began to play with the electrical box's hair. "I'm literally made out of metal, how am I comfy." She sighed. "I dunno, you just are. Anyway why do you always wear your hair in a ponytail? It'd look so pretty if it was down." Sketchbook asked. "It's easier to wear it up, if I wore it down; my hair would get in the way." Tracey answered. "Oh, okay. Makes sense." Sketchbook began poking Tracey's face in an attempt to annoy her. She never really sees Tracey get annoyed considering she's always so cheerful. "Hehe.." Sketchbook cupped her face and looked at her, "you're so cute I can't take it." She said. "N-no I'm not.." Tracey blushed profusely. Sketchbook let go of her face because her metal surface was becoming very hot since she was blushing so much. "How long is this drive?" Sketchbook whined and laid her head back on Tracey's shoulder. "Be patient, I have to drive slow because there's ice on the road." Tony replied. Meanwhile, Larry was on the verge of falling asleep because he was bored. "Larry, open your eyes." Shrignold poked his shoulder. Larry fake snored; Shrignold could tell he was awake because he was smiling. "Larry, I know you aren't sleeping, I'm not dumb." He sighed. "I know, just trynna make you aggravated." Larry chuckled, "you do that to everyone." Shrignold replied, "making people mad is fun." He shrugged. "We're here everyone." Tony sighed and got out of the car. They were brought to the ice skating rink. Not much people were there, but the teachers would probably get it to their selves because they're really good at scaring people off. "YAAYAYAYAYAYA" Colin ran out of the car and sprinted to the ice skate renting booth. Tracey, Sketchbook, Larry, and Shrignold followed behind him. "You aren't gonna skate, Tony?" Shrignold asked him. "No, I'm just going to sit on the bench. I would just leave but someone has to watch these imbeciles." He replied. "I would trust you to, but no one really listens to you." He shrugged. "Yeah, that's true..." Shrignold sighed and fluttered over to the booth to get his skates.

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TO BE CONTINUED GSGDJSH
anywyaysssss merry late cheisistmas, sorry I posted this so late; my attention span isn't great and it takes me a million years to write just one chapter lmao 😔✌ anywway hope you guys got tons of cool presentssss, love u nerds 😈👍

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