|The Monsters' Club:The Holiday Specials
Author: LJ1983 PM
The gang at the club just don't cause havoc at normal times of the year, oh no. Holidays such as Christmas and Valentines' Day are compromised too, and poor Pinhead still must babysit his wards during those days whilst also raising a family... The following one offs are of TMC during the holidays. The madness never ends! XD These take place in between plots of the main TMC fic...Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Parody - Kirsty & Pinhead - Chapters: 4 - Words: 31,994 - Reviews: 21 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 02-24-13 - Published: 10-01-11 - id: 7428270
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Hello everyone! And Merry Christmas. Sorry this is a little late. I was quite busy on the day itself. But here it is. Hope you enjoy! It's not what I wanted or planned for at all, but since I couldn't get to writing the one I planned out (which I actually plan now for Xmas 2012) I was inspired to write this one when it started snowing just before Christmas. Thought it might be funny for the gang if it snowed. *shrug* Oh well. It's not my best, but...enjoy anyways! Please review. :3
It's that time again; Christmas is here, and all the club members are spending it at the club for a big slap up festive dinner. Oh and it's the first birthdays of William Summerskill-Spencer, Vivi Fitzergerald-Voorhees and MJ and Laurie Lesniki-Myers. Well, it could be worse...oh yeah, it does get worse; they get snowed in. Literally! Oh well, best make the most of it eh? And that includes grouchy old Scrooge wannabe Pinhead too! Is there anything else that can make this day any worse than it is? Um, snowball fight, anyone? ! Poor Pinhead...
3: Let it Snow! TMC Christmas Special 2011
Christmas Day Afternoon, 25th December 2011 - Christmas Lunch, The Club (where else! ?)
"IT'S CHRIIIIIIIIIISTMAAAAAAAAAAAS ! ! ! !"
The familiar climax of the British 70s Glam rock Christmas favourite, Merry Xmas Everyone by Slade, playing over the stereo rumbled the very foundations of the club itself like there was an Earthquake, made windows crack, forced JD the Jersey Devil to howl painfully, the babies to cry and caused everyone's ears to bleed this fine Christmas Day over turkey and stuffing at the festive meal table.
"GAAH! IS IT OVER YET! ?" Freddy Krueger, with a silly party hat atop of his fedora, was the first to speak out loudly over the din of the screeching lead singer of Slade. His hands were still firmly clamped to his ears, trying to block out the, admittedly to his opinion, terrible noise.
The last of the song finally finished, much to the relief of the ears...and sanity...of everyone there. For the whole day as the festive meal was being cooked by LJ, the little stereo had been playing songs from the likes of Elton John, Bing Crosby, Jackson 5, Slade, Mariah Carey, anyone you could think of that had a Christmas hit. Of course, not everyone is going to be fond of Christmas songs - not more so than the burnt dream demon Freddy Krueger and possessed doll Chucky
"Gee wizz..." Freddy mumbled, twisting his pinky finger inside of his ear. "... if I have to listen to one more of those stupid, cheesy..."
"Last Christmas I gave you my heart...but the very next day you gave it away!"
Freddy grimaced as Wham's Last Christmas then started playing over the stereo, then his face darkened. That was the last straw.
"NOT WHAM! ? THAT'S IT! ! ! THAT DOES IT! ! ! !" The dream demon yelled, leaping to his feet with his claw aimed and ready as he neared the stereo with deadly intent.
"HELL TO THE YEAH, CRISPY! I'M WITH YA ON THIS ONE!" Chucky agreed with a baseball bat ready in his small plastic hands.
Pinhead and the other club members attempted to stop the both of them with very little success. It was useless; the stereo was hacked and smashed to teeny tiny pieces by the vicious cheesy Christmas number hating Freddy Krueger and Chucky who both now performed a little victory dance each over the sparking remains of the stereo. The others simply glared over in their direction and folded their arms at them, to which the two then finally noticed. Even little PJ was folding his arms.
"What! ?" Freddy whined.
"Why you all lookin' at us like that? !" Chucky piped up.
"Nice work, you morons!" Kirsty called out from her place at the meal table. "Now we don't have a stereo!"
Freddy's mouth formed an 'O' and for the first time in a while, a sheepish look came over his face. "Erm...ooops?" He finally said.
At that very moment, Kirsty and everyone there facepalmed themselves.
"Frederick..." Pinhead spoke authoritively. "...if you would please be as kind as to rejoin us at the meal table and finish off your dinner? And that goes for you as well Charles."
As Freddy and Chucky slumped their shoulders and skulked back over to the table, the whole gang were musing over the day so far, and the days before that. Nothing exciting was happening in particular, except for that little outburst with the stereo. The festive day that the whole gang slaved over in Christmas shopping and other preparations during the past month, and in some cases last minute the previous day, had been nothing more than an anti climax all in all. Well, isn't it usually? It was always usually like this, and the day was no different for our horror gang.
But it was not just Christmas day; not for Joey and Elliot, Michael and Needy and Jason and Bridget. Oh no. It was their childrens' first birthdays; William Summerskill-Spencer, twins MJ and Laurie Lesniki-Myers, and little Vivi Fritzergerald-Voorhees.
The four babies were each born on the festive day a year before - just after Kirsty had announced to all that she and Pinhead were renewing their vows - and it was an honour for their parents to celebrate the double events. They were so well loved, these babies; with their chubby, rosy cheeked smiles, sweet little gurgles and podgy limbs, they were enough to melt the coldest of hearts. Little William was the most adorable with his big blue eyes, light brown hair, toothy charming grins and little bent forward ears. But the other three babies were just as adorable.
MJ and Laurie were utterly cutesy-woos with their curly blonde locks and big blue eyes. Thankfully, they were showing no signs of cold evilness in their gazes. Little Vivi was the quietest of the four of them all, with her Uncle Freddy often joking that she was going to be a mute just like her hockey puck daddy - a comment that had earned the burnt trash talker her father's machete being shoved right up his ass. She was a dark haired child, with the deepest and biggest brown eyes one could easily drown in, and a sweet little smile. In many respects, she took after her mother Bridget, and she seemed to share no similarities to her father Jason at all, except for the quietness.
But back to the double celebration. The birthday cake, a monstrously large thing that took over a month to make, was shared between the babies for their joint birthdays - the three couples had worked it out amiably, and everyone stood around earlier on that day, before the Christmas meal was cooked, and sang 'happy birthday' to the little ones as one candle for each child burned brightly, and their parents proudly held them before it and helped them to blow out their candles. Well, it was the happy moment before it was ruined by a yet again bickering Freddy and Chucky whose - to the despair of the babies' mothers - fistycuff fight blew out of all proportion and the two were sent hurtling into the big cake, destoying it on contact. Let's just say, after that happened, that the two bickering fools had all Hell unleashed upon them by the babies' disgruntled parents, and that now...it was very painful for them to sit down.
As the two groaned in pain the minute their butts touched the seats, Kirsty made to rub her achingly full tummy and sighed heavily. Things had been just as hectic for her and her husband Pinhead over the past month, and the months before that too. Pinhead himself had had a weird few months, and stuff that had happened to him that he would rather forget, and the two had eagerly looked forward to Christmas with their two excitable small children; PJ and the newest child who was now the size and apparent age of a five year old (and who I am not yet at liberty to disclose the sex or name in fear of spoiling the surprise in the main fic). But PJ had still not grown used to having a sibling, and hated him/her with a burning rivalry - there were the days of course that the two parents would watch and they'd see little sparks of sibling love and interest, but they'd vanish before anything slushy would happen. The mother and father had hoped with Christmas on the way, the two would come together in the excitement of getting presents and the knowledge that Santa was on his way to deliver them. But...it wasn't like that at all. For one thing, PJ had suddenly randomly announced that he now hated Santa for something he wouldn't disclose to his parents - something he obviously saw.
Let's just say that when Elliot had attempted to dress up as Santa for his little 'nephew' and...erm...other Cotton-Totec kid, as well as for his son and the other children, PJ had flown into a rage powerful enough to rival his father's, and proceeded to kick Santa Elliot in the shins and call him a 'home-wrecker' for kissing his mommy under the mistletoe last night. Ooh er.
As the tired and heavy Kirsty fidgeted around in her seat, trying to get comfortable, Pinhead too thought back over the past month. As PJ tried to again pull some pranks on his uncles at the meal table, he thought back to the embarrassment of the school's Christmas Pageant, and the Kindergarten school play - which so happened to be a Nativity production.
Pinhead shuddered at the memory of Kirsty sat there with the other parents in the audience sniveling and crying and blowing her nose, and randomly cooing out; "Oh my little boy!", as they watched their little son play the part of Joseph in the school production. Granted, PJ was a good little actor, but Pinhead felt that it was not enough to warrant Kirsty practically drowning out the whole school with her tears. But, that had not been the biggest problem - the real embarrassment was of little PJ ruining the Christmas Carol singing along with his fellow Kindergarteners. Pinhead quite rightly remembered the embarrassment of PJ singing at the top of his lungs and with glee the 'Jingle Bells Batman smells' song, something which had got him dragged out of the group of singing children and took backstage by his disgruntled teacher. And he didn't stop there; as he had stood backstage along with his disapproving teacher, he had happily changed the lyrics to 'Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer' too. And he sang it happily at the top of his lungs! What a major embarrassment indeed for the Cotton-Totecs!
But anyways, yes - back to the club. The dinner had just been polished off by everyone there, even Freddy and Chucky. As they belched loudly and in satisfactory, something which rumbled the foundations of the club, LJ happened to breeze in from the kitchen where she had slaved away with little or no thanks at all except from Pinhead and Kirsty, and Elliot and Joey. She held out the huge, big, big family sized Christmas pudding with Holly on the top, on a even bigger tray. She smiled from ear to ear as it was revealed to the impressed gang.
"Whoa, that's one big pudding!" Joey gasped as she cradled little Will on her knee. The baby giggled brightly.
"Ah, it looks so exquisite." Pinhead commented.
"Man, I can't wait to tuck into that!" Chucky said, rubbing his tummy.
"Oh man, I couldn't possibly..." Kirsty began, groaning as her full tummy began to grumble and ache.
"Mmmm. I cannot wait to devour it. Such sweetness to rival that of my sweet Helen." Candyman cooed in a daydream like trance. "No wait...nothing is as sweet as my darling Hel-"
"Would you shut up about your precious little Helen, Bee boy! ?" Freddy shouted at the towering vengeful spirit, earning a glare from him. He looked like any minute now he was going to release his bees on the trashy dream demon.
"I've had some Christmases in my time, but never before have I seen such an enormous pudding!" Elliot put in, inadvertently saving Freddy from having his burnt ass handed to him on a silver platter by Candyman. His mouth was watering at the sight of the delicious looking dessert.
"Meh, I've seen bigger." Freddy muttered, shrugging his shoulders and spoiling the mood slightly, before a sadistic grin appeared on his face as the others went on about how big and delicious it looked. "Ere, let me get that for ya!" He said as he noticed the pudding was not flaming, and now he was reaching over with a finger aimed and ready to set it alight with his thought.
LJ began to sweat and stutter when she realised what he was about to do. "Um, Freddy, I wouldn't do that if I were you, because..."
BOOM! ! !
The minute the dream demon set the pudding alight, it exploded in a big bang, splattering everyone with the fruity - and very evidently strong alcoholic smelling - bits and pieces of the pud. Poor LJ's face was sooty and blackened, dripping with the pudding, and her hair stood up on end - Freddy looked near enough the same.
"...it's got too much alcohol in it." LJ finally finished off her sentence quietly, running the tip of her foot in a circular motion on the floor.
"Oh." Freddy said lowly, while everyone else coughed and spluttered. "I'm not even gonna ask how THAT happened." He added.
"Weeeeell, that's another thing you've managed to destroy today, huh, Fred!" Kirsty sneered at the dream demon, while her husband Pinhead elbowed for her to stop.
"Shut up!" Freddy shot back, stomping back over to his seat and cleaning himself up.
As everyone else did the same, LJ just about managed to salvage some of the pudding. It was not as big as it was, but there was enough still for everyone.
While LJ began to serve the remains of the pudding to the gang, Kirsty happened to look over toward the far window, and she almost choked on her drink when she noticed something off obviously from outside the club. Her eyes were wide with shock and terror to see something that was obviously terrifiying to say the least. Her hand rested against Pinhead's shoulder before it started tapping away to get his attention while her eyes remained glued to the window.
"P-P-Pinhead?" The Cotton woman choked.
"Yes my sweet?" Pinhead asked sweetly but never bothering to look up as he gorged on his helping of what was left over from the once deliciously huge pudding that Freddy had managed to explode. Oh yes, even Cenobites like to indulge on desserts. But hey, he still had table manners, unlike Chucky and Freddy who just shoveled the whole lot of their helpings into their gobs without a spoon. But back to the little matter of what had caught Mrs Totec's eyes.
"Do you remember before when we noticed it had started snowing outside?" Kirsty asked her husband, her voice heavy with concern and panic but managing to keep it under control.
Pinhead nodded and chuckled. "Ah, yes. Indeed. Isn't that a good thing though? A white Christmas as you humans like to say? I myself cannot really see the appeal in-"
"Yes, yes, Pinhead - it appears that we may be getting more than just a white Christmas." Kirsty cut off her husband and forced him to look over to the window. When he did, his obsidian eyes went bugged out as well.
"Oh my Leviathan! ! !" He cried helplessly. "This can't be any good! How did this happen? ! It only started snowing about an hour ago, how could it have accumulated this much! ?"
"I dunno Pinny. But I tell ya this, we're all doomed!" Kirsty moaned along with him, hugging onto her precious husband in fear.
"What the FUCK are you two lovebirds whining about! ?" Freddy grumbled as he gulped down the last piece of his pudding, and obviously not looking up.
Pinhead and Kirsty frowned at the dream demon.
"What? !" Freddy moaned when he saw the husband and wife glaring at him.
"Frederick, have you not taken the consideration to look out of the window and view our current predicament?" The pinheaded Cenobite queried to him.
"Naw, why should I? !"
"Erm, Freddy..." Chucky piped up into the conversation when he noticed the freak force of nature taking place right outside. "...I really think you should lo-"
"OH COOL! ! ! SNOW! ! ! LOTSA SNOW! ! ! YIPEEE! ! ! !" Little PJ suddenly leapt up and ran toward the window excitedly, much to his mother's despair.
"Oh wow, snow!" Freddy mumbled unenthusiastically and sarcastically while all the others too started to notice the bizarre sight outside their club. They all gasped in shock, but Freddy was the only one totally uncussed by all of what was obviously freaking them out, possibly because he had not taken the time to even look outside the window. "Big deal! It's not like we haven't seen snow before! It snowed last year if you recall. In fact, it only snowed TWO WEEKS AGO before melting into nothing a day later! Get real you guys! ! It'll probably be all gone by-"
Just that moment, a huge cracking noise was heard. Then came the sound of glass smashing, then all Freddy heard was Pinhead yelling something about taking cover and rushing over to rescue his son from something that was flowing in copious and outrageous amounts, something that in no time buried the moaning dream demon in one go.
Snow. Lots of it.
Ah yes. It was quite the snow storm raging outside. That was what I meant by freak force of nature. It had obviously snowed non stop and heavily while everyone was too busy pigging out on there festive meals to notice that it was all accumulating outrageously outside, to the point where it had risen up busted through the window and flooded in.
And buried a certain poor dream demon from top to bottom.
As the others emerged from their hiding places, they all took notice to the huge white mound in the centre of the room, with a grubby fedora on top. Some of them tried so hard not to laugh; it did somehow look like some kind of weird mutilated snowman, since all you could see was Freddy's scarred face pressing against the snow, making it look like a moulding of him. Even his nose was poking through it, and his glove. Of course, with the hat on top making it look complete. All it needed was a Freddy sweater coloured co-ordinated scarf!
"Oh cool, a SnowFreddy." Kirsty giggled finally, then everyone else joined in not long afterwards just as some of the snow began to crumple away from Freddy's lip area and then all you could see was the dream demon's mouth as he spat it away. Judging by the shape of his mouth and his rotten teeth chattering together noisily and much faster than Pinhead's Cenobittic right hand man, Chatterer, one could tell he was pissed beyond all comprehension - and frozen.
Then the Freddy snowman began to wriggle about weakly, what with the poor guy buried beneath it trying to break loose of his snowy prison. Eventually, the snow around his head crumbled away, and Freddy's grimaced face was revealed at last. It was weird seeing him look this blue. He coughed and spluttered before he took in the amused faces of everyone there.
"ICE to see you Freddy." Chucky snickered at the mounded burnt slasher, making everyone else chuckle at his quip.
If Freddy could flip the chuckling doll off, he would have. Instead, the frozen and chattering Freddy just glared his evilest glare the best he could considering the fact his forehead was frozen solid and grumbled an inaudible curse.
Much Later On...
Whilst the strongest male members of the club - Jason, Michael, Candyman and Pinhead - mightily attempted to shovel out the hoards of snow that had rained in and tried to repair the window as the women and lesser stronger males helped to tidy up, a shivering Freddy Krueger sat with a blanket wrapped around his torso, whining and feeling sorry for himself. Not that anyone took any notice of him, not even his missus Ginger. His feet were in a bowl of steaming hot water, he had a hot water bottle strapped to his head, and he had a thermometer sticking out of his mouth to check his temperature. It was far below the normal body temperature, and that was shocking for the man famous for being burnt to a crisp once upon a time.
But that was nothing compared to the battle the shoveling guys were undergoing. Every attempt to shift the snow was botched by much more snow blasting in thanks to the fierce winds. At first, the gang did not know what to do with the huge mound that was growing in leaps and bounds. They all reacted in their own ways; Pinhead sent his chains to break it all apart, Angelique reacted damsel in distress style at the sight of it all and jumped into Pinhead's arms Scooby Doo and Shaggy style, something which forced the pinheaded demon to feel uncomfortable with, Elliot and Joey wisely moved away from it all, Michael did his famous head tilt toward it before drawing his favourite knife and slashing at it all uncontrolably, Jason swung his machete back and forth at it, Chucky took one step into it and immediately sank and disappeared into it like quicksand - even the shallowest part, Leprechaun ditto which was a mighty payback at him since he laughed when it had happened to Chucky, PJ happily bounced into it all with mini partner in crime Glenda and sibling and then proceeded to play snowballs, Ghostface clumsily tripped over it all and landed face first into it - making quit the impression of his shriek face, Jennifer and Doc proceeded to...make out on top of it all (sigh), Candyman sent his bees to it but it only resulted in them all dying off one by one, by the fierce coldness of it all. Hey, since when do you see bees in snowy weather?
But yes, let's just say, there was a lot of mishaps concerning the snow before Kirsty and the other women cleverly suggested the guys took shovels and tried to rid of it by digging it out.
"Geez, where's Mr Plow when you need him? !" Chucky grumbled as he tried to help out too.
"S-s-s-s-s-s-s-sooooooooo c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-cooooold! ! !" Freddy chattered away in the corner as he tried to recover, barely able to talk thanks to his current predicament and whimpering like a baby. His teeth looked like those funny fake chattering teeth you can get, but grubbier and rotten beyond all hell.
"Oh quit whining you burnt faced puss!" LJ grumbled. "It wasn't THAT bad! ! You're lucky we were able to free you of it all!"
Freddy was just too weak and cold to answer her back, but he reasoned he would get her back later when he had literally thawed out. In the meantime, he just glared at her.
"Oh what are we gonna do Pinny? !" Kirsty sobbed back over at all the action, clutching onto her hubby's strong muscled arm. "We're gonna be marooned in here for God knows how long now! Oooh! The thought!"
While Kirsty placed a hand to her head damsel style, Pinhead turned to face his wife with an encouraging smile. He too was worried about being possibly trapped in the club, but he did not show it. Well, years and years as a Hellbound demon aided with that. "Kirsty, do not worry my love. I am sure we can find a way to escape sooner or later."
"Yeah, and that is when they all find our musty skeletons lying about in here years down the line!" Chucky retorted sarcastically. "Face it you guys, we're trapped in here for good! We'll probably starve, so I say we all cook and eat Freddy first..."
"W- W-WHAT? !" Freddy shouted, still all cold and chattery.
"You heard me, extra crispy! I say we eat you first!" Chucky replied.
Chucky's pessimistic mood did nothing to help matters with an over emotional Kirsty, and she stared to the former killer doll before she began to bawl her eyes out like a baby and bury her face in Pinhead's shoulder. I mean, she's bound to be so over the top emotional when she had not long given birth to a baby. Well, it is weird considering it had been six months since she had given birth to hers and Pinhead's little girl/boy. :/
"Now, now, Kirsty, please get a grip upon yourself." Pinhead soothed his wife, rubbing her back in slow circular motions to calm her. "I am certain we won't be trapped in here for THAT long." He finally said, turning to glare at Chucky.
"Hey, don't blame me! Someone's gotta be realistic around here, hedgehog." Chucky shot back.
While Pinhead glared some more at Chucky, Kirsty suddenly got an idea. "Wait a minute, what if we managed to melt the snow somehow?" She said.
"Melt it?" Chucky and Pinhead said at the same time, looking to her quizzically.
In fact, everyone was looking to her quizzically.
"Yeah, like, surely you must have some powers that can melt the snow, Pinny?" She went on.
Pinhead gawked to his wife like she has just suggested they both have sex in front of everyone right there. "Kirsty, I regret to inform you, but I am not Superman...and I do not possess his ability to shoot fire from his eyes..."
"But you can make explosions right?" Kirsty persisted.
"Well why don't you give it a go?"
Pinhead sighed heavily. Obviously, he was not going to get out of this one. Once Kirsty was dead set on something, she was determined to see it through, and Pinhead could hardly ever disobey his beautiful wife. "Very well, Kirsty."
And with that, everyone watched as Pinhead made his way over to the main doors, but not before Kirsty took his arm, twirled him around and kissed his lips passionately for luck. "Be careful." She said.
Pinhead nodded briefly before resuming his journey toward the door. It was groaning heavily, probably because of all the snow that was pushing up against it. Pinhead gulped as he reached for the door handle. He had to concentrate here, or he'd end up with the whole lot tumbling in and covering him from head to toe, like Freddy. Turning the handle slowly, sweat drops were evident across his forehead as he concentrated hard in trying to get past all the snow without it all collapsing on him while he opened the door. As he pulled at the door slowly and gently, it looked as if he was going to make it, Kirsty suddenly yelled out; "PINNY BE CAREFUL!" forcing him to finally lose his concentration as he turned his head to look over at his wife.
Hoards of icy cold snow burst through the open door and swept the room - and of course buried poor Pinhead alive.
Freddy chuckled weakly as he saw the predicament. "Ha, welcome to my world." He croaked to Pinhead before sneezing.
While mostly everyone there began to help try and dig Pinhead out of the mound of snow, Kirsty took one look outside and a big beaming smile came to her face. "Wow, you guys, look! It's not as bad as we thought."
As Kirsty pointed outside, the gang all noticed that in fact, the snow that had settled upon the ground wasn't all that accumulated at all. There was a generous blanket of snow covering the ground, yes, but it wasn't shoulder deep at all. It had just all gathered around the club's windows and doors, that was all. Probably because the club was at the bottom of a hill.
While poor Pinhead spluttered and attempted to shake the snow off of him, the gang began to pile outside to investigate the snowfall. "Well, would you look at that!" Chucky said, dipping his hand into it all. "We weren't trapped afterall! All it took was for Pinny to step up to the plate and free us from what had gathered around the club..."
Pinhead glared at the doll evilly. "Shut up!" He grumbled before sneezing.
While PJ and the rest of the kids began to dash out and dive head first into the snow and began to play in it, Kirsty turned to the gang with a huge smile still on her face; a smile that instantly told everyone she had a plan.
"Wait a minute, I know that face!" Freddy moaned.
Kirsty's smile just got wider. "I think I know of a way to make this day more special than it already is." She announced excitedly.
An Hour Later...
"I refuse to exit! ! !"
Poor Kirsty Cotton was having such a hard time in trying to coax her husband Pinhead into joining the rest of the gang outside, who were all making the most of the white Christmas they had been blessed with. They were all indulging in snowball fights and some were busily making snowmen, it looked so much fun. She sighed heavily as she constantly pulled at the Cenobite's leg mightily, trying to get him to let go of the door frame he seemed to have a tight grip on. It wasn't easy.
For one thing, Kirsty had made Pinhead overdress in such ridiculous looking winter warmers that was most likely something her old granny would have dressed her in from head to foot. Such multi coloured, padded jacket, pants and wooly hat that made him look like a gay skiing instructor. He knew he would be mocked over this outrage by the others, so that was why he didn't wish to leave the sanctuary of the club, also that and because he was a sour bitch and didn't want to join in with the fun and games.
"Oh come on Pinny!" Kirsty pleaded. "It's only a few games in snow, how bad can it be? !"
"I refuse to make a mockery of myself!" Pinhead shouted back. "Not even for you. I wish to sit this one out."
Kirsty sighed deeply, trying to find a way that would make her husband change his mind. "But Pinny..."
"No, Kirsty, my mind is made up. Besides, don't you think I've seen enough of this snow today, when the whole lot buried me alive?" He said.
Kirsty was, for once, silenced. "Good point." She finally said.
"Now..." Pinhead piped up, releasing his death grip hold on the door frame finally and moving away. "...I wish to go and change so we can..."
"TAG YOU'RE IT! ! ! !" Came a loud joyous squeeing yell from outside, and Pinhead looked up just in time to see a huge snowball the size of his head come hurtling in and smacking him plain in the face and practically knocking him off his feet.
"GAAAH! ! !" Pinhead spluttered.
With that, the gang all ran in from outside to see what had happened to that stray snowball - and found it splattered across an overdressed Pinhead's face.
"Oooops." PJ uttered, obviously he being the one who was responsible for that incident. "Sorry daddy."
Meanwhile, Freddy and co had noticed the current attire of the rage faced Prince of Pain, and could not help themselves. They all collapsed into violent giggles, with Freddy and Chucky laughing the hardest.
"Buwhahahahaha! Groovy suit, Pinny!" Freddy put in.
Chucky was holding his sides as he laughed. "Yeah, not very Christmassy but it sure has made my Christmas." The doll chuckled as he took a picture of the Cenobite on his cell phone.
Even Kirsty couldn't contain her amusement as her sour faced husband narrowed his eyes at every single person there, and on remembering an old line from a certain festive book he once read, he snarled;
...and then stalked away.
Which left the entire gang all dumbstruck. But as always, a certain burnt faced someone had to have the last word.
"Well, I'm guessing the spirits of Christmas didn't visit you at all then last night, Pinny!" Freddy shouted out after the storming away Pinhead.
Everyone chuckled at the comment, except for Chucky who said; "The spirits of what now?"
At that very moment, the whole gang face palmed themselves.
~ The End ~
Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you all enjoyed this installment. :) I know it wasn't all that great, but for what I planned for Xmas 2011 it was quite complicated so I just settled for that. Besides, I'll be most likely doing the cool storyline for the 2012 Christmas special. ;) In the meanwhile, I shall hopefully be writing my Valentines, April Fools and Easter specials for 2012. Look forward to them, and thanks for reading! :D