"MAHAHAHAHARK HAHAHAHAHALP!!!!!" Jack shrieked from his room.
Tyler was sitting on Jack's arms, keeping them above his head while he scratched at the Irishman's exposed underarms.
"Aww, how cute, tickle tickle, Jacky!" The older teased, laughing right along with him.
Felix was straddling his hips, using tinsel to tickle his belly, the scratchy, yet tickly decoration drove the potato boy insane!
Mark peeked in, and awed at the adorable sight. Then the two boys stopped their attack on the younger to look up at Mark, who instantly ran, the two others chasing.
The whole house was practically buzzing with Christmas cheer. Even the alters were excited as they set up the tree. Anti and Dark put decorations on the tree while Apocalyptic lifted up Corrupt so he could put up the star. Die (Felix's alter) was playing Christmas movies on the tv to entertain the littles, Ethan and Jack, who were bored without a Ler or their caregivers, who were busy. Chaotic was baking Christmas cookies for tonight. It had also become tradition for Dark to dress up like Santa and leave presents for everyone. Dark hated it, but the littles loved it. The only part he liked was eating the cookies... a-and seeing the smiles on the humans' faces when they opened their presents.
Jack wandered into the kitchen, attracted by the smell of freshly baked peppermint and chocolate chip cookies.
"Cookies!" Jack said, reaching for one, only to get his hand smacked.
"No Jacky, they're for Santa," Chaotic said as he moved the cookies from the pan to a plate with a snowman on it.
"But Chaaaaa!"
"Fine, I guess you can taste test one," The alter said, giving Jack one of the cookies.
"Yay! Cookie!" Jack said as he ate.
Once he finished, Mark snuck behind him and jabbed his sides, receiving a squeal from the little one. Jack spun around and hugged Mark.
"Hi Marky!" Jack said excitedly.
"Hi there little one," Mark giggled, poking at Jack's sides.
"Mahaharky, nohoho," The Irishman squealed, but barely tried to push him away.
"Jack, we all know you like it, no need to hide it," Mark picked up his little potato boy and carried him to the living room. There, he dropped Jack on the couch and pinned him, "Now laugh for the tickle monster, Jacky!"
Jack squealed loudly as Mark began scratching ruthlessly as his ribs. The alters stopped decorating for a moment to watch the adorable couple, awing and laughing right along with Jack.
"Mahahahaharky!!!" Jack squealed adorably, snorting.
"You're sooo cute!" Mark said, stopping.
It was the night of Christmas eve, everyone was asleep, except for Jack, who was far too excited to sleep.
He wandered downstairs, and saw a mysterious figure, who, upon turning around at the small gasp the young boy let out, smiled and put his finger his lips, signalling him to be quiet. The figure motioned for Jack to go back upstairs, so he did.
The next morning, everyone ran downstairs, all excited to see what they got.
"Cool!" Jack said as he held up a silver hand bell, ringing it.
"Oh god, is this my version of coal?" Mark asked as he watched his little potato prince run around, ringing the bell.
"Darky, look!" Anti giggled, holding out a black collar, which had a black bow tie on it and a silver bell.
"Hey, there's one present left," Cry said, pulling it out.
He handed it to Mark, who tore away the colorful wrapping paper to reveal a cardboard box. He opened it, and inside, were several feathers, toothbrushes, hear brushes, and little bottles of baby oil. Mark dumped out the contents of the box, then everyone ran over and grabbed something and ran away, thrilled to put those tools to use.
Let's just say, that Christmas in the house, was full of fun and laughter.
