CHRISTMAS RP PART 2 (I wasn't awake at part 1)

CHRISTMAS LLAMA GOES AROUND GIVING PEOPLE GIFTS AS REVERB AND SKYLER HANG OUT WITH HIM SINCE HE'S A BROTHERHOOD JERK

<SaintLamia>: As the demon stood in the room, waiting for the two kids to finish to stop chatting, he wished he was on his way, for the bad christmas spirit, he was combatting
<Reverb>: "Okay, ready to get going Skyler?"
Skyler puts the slip of paper in his pocket
<Skyler>: "Ready when you are."
<Reverb>: "Say, did you open your gift?"
<Skyler>: "No, I was too busy making sure you didn't abandon me."
<Reverb>: "Hmm. Wonder what you got."
<Skyler>: "It was a pretty big box..."
<SaintLamia>: Well, if you stop fallping your lips, and moving your hips, we can continue on our most festive trips
<Reverb>: "Huh. I got like, a bracelet and a toy for my cat."
<Reverb>: "...you know skeleton, if he got some high-quality gift, you're a complete fucking cheapskate."
<Skyler>: "You didn't strike mas the pet type."
<Reverb>: "Yeah, me neither. I got convinced to buy a pet, and, well, turns out they're not so bad."
<Skyler>: "Huh. Good on ya."
<SaintLamia>: Uh uh uh, please don't swear at me, or I will take away your present, under your christmas tree
<Skyler>: "We should get going."
SaintLamia opens a hole, with a sulfurous stench, as he waited for the diamondy wench
<Reverb>: "I don't have a tree. Anyway, time to get going."
Skyler goes through the hole
Reverb follows into the hole
SaintLamia hops into the room, with the dog, and the green haired chap, as he sits down, and plops the toysack on his lap
<SaintLamia>: The good boy sleeps, at the footend, with care, as the boomerang kid sleeps with his nicely coiffed hair
Skyler fans the smell created by the teleporting process away, and open the door to the dorm to look down the hall
Boomer sleeps, smelling of some recent exertion and not wearing a shirt. He opens his eye, it changing colors as he gains consciousness. "wha...."
<Skyler>: "...My room isn't very far from here. I could totally check what my gift was..."
<SaintLamia>: Not a kid is out, walking the halls astray, as it should be, on this more sanctimonious day
<Reverb>: "Be quick then."
Boomer sits up. "What..."
<Reverb>: "Don't worry Boomer, this is just some weird STD-induced dream. I'm sure you're used to them."
Skyler looks back at the group somewhat anxiously
<Skyler>: "...don't leave without me."
<Reverb>: "I'll hold the skeleton here."
SaintLamia looks at Boomer, with a tooth filled grin, observing the boy, with the adulterous sin
Skyler flaps his wings and with a large gust of wind, he zooms down the halls and into his room to open his gift
Boomer sees three people suddenly in his room, none of them he recognizes besides Reverb, and he still has no shirt. "No seriously what the hell are you doing here"
Boomer reaches for a boomerang under his pillow
<Reverb>: "Ugh, me and feathers got stuck with the skeleton."
<Reverb>: "Curiosity killed the cat, in this case."
<SaintLamia>: Why hello Digger, there is no need for fright, except maybe for your actions, and your eternal hellblight
Skyler rips oven his present to see what lies underneath the gift paper
<Boomer>: "Isn't that some villain or something" he stands up out of bed, a boomerang in one hand and nothing but a pair of hilariously multicolored boxers on
<Reverb>: "Nice undies. Did your latest catch comment on them?"
<Reverb>: "Now, don't worry, he's crazy, and completely harmless too."
Boomer raises an eyebrow rather angrily, being woken up by rather rude guests. He lets out a hmpf
SaintLamia reaches into his sack, and pulls out a flag, of the homeland of his, and a little bag of condoms, for your little....whizz
<Boomer>: "You mind giving me a reason to trust you, I bet if you were where I'm standing you'd have already stuck a foot up somewhere"
<Reverb>: "Well, I don't, do I?"
<SaintLamia>: I am just a sweet nick, with the toys, and the powers, to do the trick!
<Reverb>: "If he was pulling some shit, he'd be in pieces."
<Boomer>: "Jesus what the fuck" he sees the flag and condoms
<SaintLamia>: Skyler's gift lies at the foot of his bed, nestled right next to John's snoring head
<Reverb>: "Apparently that's what he considers a suitable gift. I never said he was good at this."
<SaintLamia>: It's a tiny toy drumset, with little drumsticks, and a big red book, on how to pick up the chicks
Skyler takes the gift away from John some, as not to disturb the Dullahan, and unwraps it
<Skyler>: "...Right."
Boomer grumbles something about being infertile and in a school where a mutant can cure diseases with a flick of their wrist. "Is that all? You got some weird friends, Frankie"
Skyler puts the gift under his bed and returns to Boomer's dorm
<Skyler>: "Oh, hey, you're awake. And nude... ish."
<SaintLamia>: But we should make haste, to the next presentee, as we fulfill their gift filling plea
<Reverb>: "He's not my friend. Now, go back to sleep."
Boomer crosses his arms, rather peeved

Skyler wonders what the odds are that it wasn't him who'd be shirtless in tonight's escapades]
Boomer has a better looking chest and you know it. The qts know it too ]
Skyler has a book now. He will be an expert in getting qt's. One day even Poland-sempai will take note of his abilities.]

<SaintLamia>: Let me assist, with returning the boy to his bliss
<Boomer>: "Get out of my room before I kick you three out, ya hear?" he grumbles at them
SaintLamia creates a portal, leading to the next target, as Lamia thinks about people that speak Argot
Reverb sighs, grabbing Skyler by his arm, and taking him through the portal.
<SaintLamia>: Good night, little friend, let's hope your escapades coem to an end
Boomer mumbles polish curses under his breath
SaintLamia hops thought the portal, with a gallop, and a leap, to the next house, into, they creep

Skyler smiles and mock-waves to Boomer as he's dragged off by Reverb
<SaintLamia>: Little Mark, sleeps in a room most sheltered, as the portal pops open, and the room becomes sweltered
<Gwys>: oh its a group]
<SaintLamia>: hmm?]
<SaintLamia>: Wrong_Way, dats you]
<Wrong_Way>: [oh me?]
<Skyler>: [TIME FOR YOU TO RECEIVE HOLIDAY CHEER"
SaintLamia pats the tiny turtle, on it's tiny head, glaring in it's tiny eyes, as it fills with dread
<Reverb>: "Seems familiar..."
Wrong_Way appears to have fallen asleep watching something on his phone, it's still playing even as he sleeps.
Skyler walks over and leans over Wrong_Way's sleeping body to look at his phone
Wrong_Way was watching Gossip Girls.
<Skyler>: "Heh."
<Reverb>: "Gossip Girls?"
Skyler goes back to standing normally
<Skyler>: "Yup."
<Skyler>: "I guess we're all entitled to our... quirks."
SaintLamia pops down his bag, and pulls out a rock, and a dvd cover, for the show, "30 Rock"
<SaintLamia>: A much better show, and the best season too, and maybe then, out of his polly pocket phase, a boy shall begin anew

<Wrong_Way>: [fucking hell they're for my turtle ;-;]

Wrong_Way continues to snooze since he's a heavy sleeper.
<SaintLamia>: Shall we continue, or prattle on longer, and let the daylight hours grow stronger and stronger
<Reverb>: "...I've got one question."
<SaintLamia>: Hmm?
<Reverb>: "What about Donnie? What did you do to Nox?"
<SaintLamia>: Well, that's a thought for another day, my former teammate. Maybe next time, but for not, you won't get it straight
<Reverb>: "...the next time we meet, I'm tearing the truth out of your bony gullet."
SaintLamia pats Reverb on the head
<SaintLamia>: and I will see you dead
<SaintLamia>: But for tonight, we must not tarry
SaintLamia creates a portal, to the rest of their destinations, it will ferry
Reverb stays silent, just clenching her fists tight.
Reverb walks through the portal.
Skyler goes through his head, recalling S-Men as he walks through the portal
<SaintLamia>: the three gangs leapt through the whole wintery night, the crystal girl, the winged boy, and the red demon, what a sight. Popping in gifts, to all the good girls and boys, delivering all to them home crafted toys. Finally after this herculean task, Saint Lamia brings them back to his hiding spot, in it's unholiness, he basks
<SaintLamia>: Ah, it feels good to be home, In my humble abode. and, it's time, a secret, that should be showed
Skyler perks up at the mention of secrets
<Reverb>: "A secret?"
<SaintLamia>: do you wish to see my workshop? With all it's elves, and toys, and all my holiday props!
<Reverb>: "That sounds horrifying."
<Reverb>: "It's slave children from like, fucking Burma, isn't it"
<Reverb>: "This is just the belly of a terrible machine, with crying, bleeding cogs powering it."
<SaintLamia>: I wouldn't call them slaves, my little friend. Just bad boys and girls, unenlightened to the end.
<Reverb>: "...fucking knew it."
<Reverb>: "I just, fucking..."
Skyler sighs
<Reverb>: "You god-damn fucking skeleton."
SaintLamia says, as he opens a hidden door, leading to hundreds of kids, working on a workshop floor. All dirty and dingy, covered in dirt, many of them seemed to be hurt
<Skyler>: "Merry fuckin' Christmas to me, I guess."
<Reverb>: "You motherfucker."
<Reverb>: "I mean that literally by the way."
<Reverb>: "You fuck your piss-covered, acne-ridden /whore/ mother!"
<SaintLamia>: So have fun coversing, I must make haste. Merry Christmas to all, and to the base, I must raced!
<Reverb>: "You limp-dicked piece of fuck!"
<SaintLamia>: And with a twinkle, and a smile, he creates a portal, and hops in with a giggle and a chortle. It closes behind him, with a sickening glorp, as he abandons the two s-men twerps
<Reverb>: "Fucking..."
<Reverb>: "...we need to rescue these kids."
<Skyler>: "...I guess we've just gotta find someplace safe for them to stay."
<SaintLamia>: Across from the two kids, stands a tall structure, covered in a sheet
Skyler flies over to the structure and takes off the sheet
<Reverb>: "I don't even want to know what that is... probably a statue dedicated to that shitty fucking shrub."
<Skyler>: "You mean the Tree guy, right? Whenever you're talking about 'shrubs' and 'bushes' and whatever?"
<Reverb>: "Yeah, him."
<Skyler>: "Just making sure."
<Reverb>: "He's not even a fucking tree in my mind."
<SaintLamia>: A mirror, covered in writing, saying "To help you on your way", stands ever so tall, as the moaning of kids fills the religious hall
<Reverb>: "...this..."
<Reverb>: "...this fucking skeleton."
<Reverb>: "This, this is not good."
<Reverb>: "Fuck fuck fuck!"
<Skyler>: "What?"
<Reverb>: "He /knew/"
<Skyler>: "..."
<Reverb>: "This was the edge I had, even when undercover."
<Reverb>: "If he knew... how long did he know for?"
<Skyler>: "We'll have to assume the entire time."
<Reverb>: "Fuck."
<Reverb>: "God fucking dammit."
<Reverb>: "...no time to worry. We have to get the kids through."
<Reverb>: "Lift me up."
<Skyler>: "Here, gimme a second. I'm good with PR."
Skyler flies up to the center of the room, and makes his wings enormous. They cast a shadow over almost all the children, and emit a brilliant emerald and red light.
<SaintLamia>: the kids look up at him, with fear in their eyes.
<SaintLamia>: one of his friends, to him, we despise!
<Reverb>: "Idiot! You're scaring them!"
Skyler makes his wings smaller again, now that he has the attention he wants, he lands on a table in the center
<Skyler>: "Kids, you don't have to work anymore. We're here to take you home."
<Reverb>: "You have considered the fact that these might be street kids, right?"
<Reverb>: "Just random homeless children, plucked from the streets for this."
<Skyler>: "..."
<SaintLamia>: they look up at him, with their dirt covered faces, with a look of glee, to escape this most terrible of places
<Reverb>: "Look, just, lift me up."
<Reverb>: "I want this over with."
<Skyler>: "Fine. Grab my hands."
<Reverb>: I need a free hand to cut the mirror with."
Skyler grumbles and picks up Reverb by her waist
Skyler spreads his wings, and his aura, and flies them up to the mirror
<Reverb>: "No fear, just drop me."
Reverb has a knife against the mirror's edge.
Skyler lets go of Reverb
Reverb falls to the ground, a long rift opening in the mirror.
<Reverb>: "Okay, we can bring them in through here."
<Skyler>: "ALRIGHT, KIDS! If everyone stays calm, we can get you all home as fast as possible!"
<Reverb>: "Do we even know where they come from?"
<SaintLamia>: the kids begin to to rush and swarm, as they head back to their houses, to be cozy, and warm
<Skyler>: "Goddamnit Francesca, I will ask each and every child here where they live and personally escort them there if necessary."
<Reverb>: "...that's admirable."
<Reverb>: "You're pretty cool, Skyler."
Skyler almost double-takes
<Reverb>: "The Mirror World knows which door they want, it'll lead them there."
<Skyler>: "...Right. Good."
<Skyler>: "And, uh, thanks."
<Reverb>: "No problem. I'm a person who says what they think, after all."
<Skyler>: "Well, I think you're pretty cool, too."
<Reverb>: "Thanks."
<Skyler>: "Let's make sure these kids don't hurt themselves on the way home."
<Reverb>: "Yeah, sure."
<SaintLamia>: As all the kids walk through the looking glass, swarming back to their homes, all in en masse. Finally, Reverb and Skyler take the direct route back home, to the the s-men, their heroic horn, they can toot
<Reverb>: "...we did good."
<Skyler>: "Yeah... we did."
<Reverb>: "Oh, wait."
Reverb rummages through her pockets.
Reverb takes out the friendship bracelet, and hands it to Skyler.
<Reverb>: "Feels fitting to give this to you."
Skyler puts it on, holding his wrist up to the light
<Skyler>: "What is it?"
<Reverb>: "A friendship bracelet, or something like that."
<Skyler>: "Heh, alright. I, uh, didn't know to bring one for you though."
<Skyler>: "Hah. I got some toy drums, by the way."
<Reverb>: "Wow. Fitting."
Skyler adjusts the bracelet on his wrist some, and moves his arm so that his jacket sleeve goes back to falling over his hand naturally
<Skyler>: "Well, I'll, uh, see you at training then. Merry Christmas."
<Reverb>: "But, either way... I guess we ended up being the real Santas here, huh?"
<Reverb>: "The gift of freedom to those children."
<Reverb>: "See ya around, Skyler."
Reverb turns around and walks back to her dorm
Skyler goes back to his room to take some advil for his hangover, and more eggnog because he earned it