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His neighbors were watching him. The darn drunk and the guy who would always send thank yous to his house. It was annoying. The man stood, with a plug in his hand. Grinning brightly, he hooked the plug into the socket, receiving a small zap which caused him to pull back. He looked up smirking when he realized his lights were lit up brightly on the roof. He turned to his neighbors, jabbing a finger mockingly in their direction. &I told you I could do it this time around!& he snickered, before noticing the drunk pointing up towards the roof. He slowly turned, a scowl replacing his humor. &No! No! No!& he shouted, pulling the hair that managed to stick out from under his hat. He notices you passing by on the sidewalk and immediately smiles. &Merry Christmas neighbor!& he called, waving happily while deep down...severely frustrated...

As much as I should be cleaning...I believe you having this is more important!~

well hello there
You said you wanted a letter, so here it is.
I know its not much, but its a letter I suppose.
You look beautiful my dear maiden.
I hope one day I shall have the luck to grace your presence..
Until this, I leave you with this parting gift...

Yours sincerley, the Christmas Bunny

Oh, are those bells I hear?
XMas is really near!
Well, back to Santa's kitchen, I s'pose.
That special night certainly is close!

Well, don't just stand there!
Go and spread some XMas cheer!
Huh, why do you stare?
Oh, this present? Right, well, here!

My beautiful angel,
your silhouette so delicate against the snow,
your smile so tender in the candlelight.

I can remember the twilight hours we shared.
The whispered words under the twinkle of midnight.

The soft kiss we shared, before I had to depart.
And leave you behind with only a memory of midnight,
and a fragile black rose upon your pillow.

I'll sweep you off your feet
You can thank me whenever
I'll take you home with me
You can't find nothing better)
I put the sweetness in your tea
(Real deal not sweet and low
Your a little bit out of my league
But I'm going professional

Mr. Far off From Wonderful

She scuttles up to you and places a small gift in your hand.

&Good to see you, sweetie, I do hope you're having a good Holiday. But if I may say, it might be better for you to shave under your chin at the next party, it seems you've got a male-pattern problem starting there. No mind, your mother had the same thing. I've been paying for her waxes since she hit puberty.&

As she gives you a nod and an ingratiating smile, you look down at the parcel in your hand. It reads: &Merry Christmas, from the Passive-Aggressive Judgemental Female Relative.&

&Well, that's a fitting moniker...& you mutter to yourself. You're not sure whether you should be amused or offended.

As the snow falls
I will give it my all,
To make sure you are fine,
Even if you are not mine.
I will wait,
Even if you are late,
Let me mend your broken Heart,
For am I a master of such an art.
Let the mechanic,
Fix your panic.
Let me take your shattered Soul,
And give you something to hold.
Even though I am a master of the Art,
Of fixing Broken Hearts.
I could never fix mine.
Despite that, I want your heart to shine!
Just like the Christmas lights!
And they are very bright at night.
I want you to be cheerful,
For to me, you are beautiful,
I just want you to know this,
I just want you to enjoy your Christmas.

Your heart stopped from that? Oh please
That anon was nothing but a tease
Now my love I promise you I'm so much better
For no other person could ever make you wetter
I'll kiss you gently before removing that dress
Don't want to damage it while we make a mess
Touching and caressing your skin
Now is the time for us to begin

First I will kiss every inch I expose
And then toss aside your clothes
An ever present smirk upon my lips
As I move down in between your hips
You slowly begin to moan my name
The best part of this futile game
And as I bring you up to that high
You will feel the end is nigh

You know what I mean for I am the best
So much better than all the rest
And then as I spin you round and take you
There is only one thing left to do
I keep you going as a pound
You moan my name, that wondrous sound
When finally we climax together
Feels like it will last forever

- The Rose Prince

Hehe~ I may not rhyme, or make you blush like the others. But what i can do is tell you there is nothing sweeter than the love that I feel for you. I may just be another female to you, but I want to be with you. I want to share smiles and laughter with you. I want to be able to hold you on those cold nights and provide you with warmth and comfort. I want to help you through your hardships and keep you safe. So please accept me in your sweet heart, and let me be forever yours this Christmas.
~ Sun-Kissed Angel

The bluest person I've ever seen,
But yet you're not blue,
You're as bright as can be!
You're heart is white,
Clean and pure,
You have to be good,
You can't help it, I'm sure!
And that's who I want,
Someone so loving and caring,
That's why you should be with me,
Hug me and kiss me,
Let's dance through the night,

The air is cold,
The ground is icey,
But when I'm with you,
The feelings are blocked,
I feel warm and safe,
Like nothing can harm me,
Just stay with me.
Please,
Don't leave me.

~ Radiant Rainbow

PART TWO

Sitting back into his well worn chair and cherishing the warmth that seeped into his bones, he looked at the card more closely. &Where does one truly find the spirit of Christmas?&

&Well,& he mused, leaning back, &In presents, I suppose.& He closed his eyes to resume his nap.

A few minutes later he opened them again. &Darn it, this is silly. Everyone knows the meaning of Christmas is family.&

Surveying his crackling fire, he thought out loud. &Perhaps it is the coming-together of community, or some such thing.&

But his eyes came back to the card in its bright red envelope. &Not what is the spirit of Christmas, but where does one find it. Well, how am I supposed to know? I&m an old man.& He closed his eyes again.

The fire crackled cheerfully. The wind whistled through his shutters. All was peaceful and comfortable. The red envelope sat on the arm of his chair beside him.

The red envelope sat on the arm of his chair.

The red envelope sat on the arm of his chair.

The old man opened his eyes.

&Well, damn it, I think best when I&m walking, anyway.& He said, reaching for his hat and cane.

***NOTE***: This is part 2 of 6. You have been specially selected to find the true source of Christmas spirit!
This story is meant to be read in full and shared! Please help me to collect all the pieces and spread the story for all to see?
~ The girl with the red hair.

You were running, or more like being chased by a wolf. You had been walking along minding your own business when a growl met your ears, and you turned to face the animal and found it to be a large ebony wolf, its lips were lifted, revealing its fangs. Not wanting to become wolf chow, you turned and ran, the beast was not far behind you.

You glanced over your shoulder, the wolf wasn&t there. Perhaps it had decided to give up. You stopped to catch your breath. The sound of foot falls on snow came from beside you, from the forest, and you resist the urge to run & it could be a deer.

It was not a deer though, the dark furred wolf soon stood a foot and a half away, something was in its mouth, the object was box shaped and covered in paper? A present? That could not be. . . And yet, the canine set it down, its eyes never leaving you as it did so. Then, almost as quickly as it had appeared, the wolf was gone. You walked over and picked the present up, the tag had a name and a message on it:

- Untamed Wolf
Happy Holidays!

The wolf approached, its golden eyes resting on you. It stopped a few meters away and just stood there, watching you. It's ears twitched when you called it cuddly and its head tilted to the side, as if questioning why you would say that when it had just chased you.

- Untamed Wolf

I remember that day when all with the world was right
Everything seemed so very, very bright
As we travelled for hours along that winding road
Stopping here and there for photos to upload

The autumn colours as beautiful as a sunset
It was that very day our spirits finally met
In a place finally free from dark subdued light
Suddenly, we were finally shining so bright

A little overwhelming, I had said it could be
You needed to breath, take a break from me
And now you understand those dizzy thoughts
The ones you created with the love you brought

The love I hold finally to be shared
With my friend for whom my love has been bared
This love not to be hidden, but now open for all to see
My heart freely given, please take all of me

Your heart too my love you gave for me to hold
and it's safe, deep within my hearts stronghold
Forever to be cherished and nourished
For what a day it will be to see that heart flourish

Keep that smile upon your face my love
and those sparkling eyes keep them looking above
For those shooting stars that I'll send tonight
Will keep our love pure and shining throughout the dark night

Yours Sincerley, The Christnas Bunny

In front of the fire, the ember crackles and hisses softly lulling you with their fiery word's, whispering of sweet dreams and tales one could never dream up. The fire hisses, soon puffing and a pop-putting, sputtering choking and a coughing. All around everything is suddenly, almost violent dunked into silence, but then stop, what you are drowning in is soft and fragile, cradling you gently, before violently spitting you back out, taking you by surprise. The room is the same, decorations still shining brightly, but then you see a small figure, ever so sprightly. The figure turns, a girl clad in red, trimmed with white fur and frills, stares at you with curiosity that for a moment mills.

&Don't worry, I remembered a present for you too.& her voice flows like a river, tinkling, almost spills. In alarm you jump, but she beckons you with forefinger and thumb, her breathing barely audible, a gentle lulling hum. When you get close she turns away, her eye's inviting practically smiling, her elf like figure yet all fading away, before she bid's you softly,

&Good-day.&

-Frilly Anon

*Looks at your face and blushes*
Best wishes to you and have a great day at Christmas!

- Love,
The Shy Blushing Girl.

Merry Christmas!

~Your Secret Desire

A poet I am not
For there are
Far better ones
Than me
Is it truly wise
However
To say my name
This loudly?
The night is my cover
My lair
My kingdom
And you
Little princess
Might have just
Taken a step
A little one
Into my webs
Another one, then
A little closer
Just a little
For me to see you
Touch you
A creature of sin
And seduction
I am

[Blood Painter]

You went out walking on a chilly fall night. Winter was getting closer by the second. Suddenly, a crystallized liquid of water, or a snowflake, fell from the sky. Following it, thousands began joining in. It had now started to snow.

Taking a moment, you looked up into night sky and watched as they fell. A breeze of winter-like air blew across you. A chill had ran down your spine as you shook. Looking back ahead of you, you noticed a girl carrying a large red bag and a penguin by her side. She had red hair and green eyes. The girl's outfit was a festive Christmas outfit that mostly consisted of a candy cane theme.

'Hmm...,' you overheard her. 'I think we took a wrong turn again, Sven.' The penguin tapped the girls boot in excitement. 'Huh? What's wrong, boy?'

She glanced over at you. With a bright smile on her face, she began digging through her red bag. Seconds of searching, the red haired girl turned up with a green box with a red wrapping bow on top. She rushed over towards you, excitement taking over her face. The mysterious female stopped in front of you and held the gift out.

'For you,' she said, trying to catch her breath. You accepted the gift from the girl. 'Merry Christmas!' With that said, she hurried back over to her loyal penguin, grabbing the bag along the way, and made their way to the next person.

A little confused, you looked down at the box you had just accepted from a total stranger. There was a tag attached to the bow. 'I hope you enjoy the rest of the year. Merry Christmas! ~Little Christmas Girl and Sven~'

We see you.

yours truly, The Observer

You may've met The Christmas bunny, and now you've met the Cupcake Fairy... and she hopes you enjoy this cupcake , that matches your lovely avatar... She would have loved to write you a poem, but.. she is too busy spreading joy and cupcakes to other lovely gaians such as yourself...

Enjoy this cupcake, and remember... someone loves you XD xxxx

Love,
The Cupcake Fairy xXxX