Title: This Christmas
Author: Jasmine Shigeru
Disclaimer: I do not own the Power Rangers nor do I wish I do. This is just for my entertainment and whoever wishes to read it. I am not making any profit from this and do not care to for that matter.
By: Jasmine Shigeru
Alison Hart Oliver ran down the stairs of her parents' and her home. Actually, the house originally belonged to her father, Dr. Tommy Oliver, but her parents had recently married and now it was all of theirs.
The young Oliver was excited. She couldn't help but to be. What kid wouldn't be happy that Christmas was only a few days away? It was December 22nd and school was out for the Winter Holiday and she and her family were going to visit their friends in Angel Grove for the Christmas holiday.
"Come on," Alison, aka Ally, called. "Let's go."
She rushed into the kitchen and in her excitement, nearly knocked over her father.
"Come on, Dad," the child said holding onto her father's waist. "We have to go to Hayley's and get the others."
"Don't worry, we'll be there on time," he assured.
"Yeah, only if you don't forget any thing," Ally mumbled loudly.
"Alison Marie," Kimberly, Ally's mother scolded as she walked in from the living room. "You know better than to talk to your father that way."
Alison groaned then looked up at Tommy.
"I'm sorry, Dad," she apologized. "I just don't want to be late."
"I understand," Tommy said compassionately. "I can't wait to see everyone either."
Alison smiled. Her dad always had the knack of making her feel better.
"Come on you two," Kimberly said with a smile. "We should go now. Lucky for Tommy, I've packed for him. He just has to make sure the house is locked up, make sure all of the bags are in the car, and he has his keys."
Kimberly stared at her husband expecting him to confirm he did his tasks.
"I just finished locking all of the doors and windows. All of the appliances are off and so are the lights," Tommy said. "The bags are in the trunk of the car."
"And the keys," Kimberly inquired.
"The keys," Dr. Oliver asked.
He had forgotten where he had placed the keys the night before. He thought he had put them the kitchen table, but when he looked, they weren't there. He had no clue where they were.
"Yeah, the keys," his wife said with a frown. "Where are they?"
"I could have sworn I put them on the kitchen table last night," he tried to explain.
Alison rolled her eyes. Her dad was so forgetful. He would forget his own name if her mother didn't call him by it everyday.
The 11 year old sighed. She knew where her father had placed the keys and she knew they were on a table, just not the kitchen's table.
"I'll go get the keys," she sighed and walked into the living room.
The room was a little messy. Kimberly had been wrapping the last of the presents that morning and wrapping paper were scattered everywhere.
"Tommy," Alison heard her mother say. "Please, put the gifts into the car."
"No, problem, Kim," Tommy said and there was a pause before the paleontologist walked into the living room.
Alison assumed that her parents had kissed. The thought made her skin crawl.
"Are you okay," her dad asked seeing her shiver.
"I'm fine," Ally said and reached down under the wrapping paper to grab the keys.
She jingled them triumphantly.
"I knew I placed them on a table," Tommy said as he grabbed the bag of gifts.
"Yeah, but you didn't know which one," Ally laughed at her dad.