DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon, Calem, Serena, or other canon characters. They are property of Nintendo. However, I do own some of the characters. I also made up a real name for Tierno, and I also decided what holidays everyone would celebrate (after all, not everyone celebrates Christmas).

This is going to be my first multi-chapter Christmas story. It will be about 4 chapters long. I hope you all enjoy it.




It was a cold December in Vaniville Town. There was no snow, but it was still pretty frigid. Today was December 23 - Christmas was only two days away.

Calem, Serena, Shauna, Trevor, and Tierno were walking through the streets of Vaniville Town. They were talking about their plans for the holidays.

"What do you plan on doing for Christmas Eve?" asked Shauna.

"I'm going to have family over at my house," said Serena.

"I'm going to go to a Christmas Eve party," said Trevor.

"And you?" Calem asked Shauna.

"I don't celebrate Christmas," said Shauna. "I celebrate Hanukkah."

"Oh," said Calem. "What about you, Tierno?"

"I don't make a big deal on Christmas," said Tierno. "My mom's family celebrates it, and I pay service to a few traditions. My dad's family has other holidays, and I observe those. You were at my house for one of them, I remember."

"Yes," said Calem. "I visited you on Eid al-Adha. I got to meet your dad's parents. It's funny how you they call you Hassan."

"Yeah," said Tierno. "They have trouble calling me Tierno. I know Tierno is a weird nickname...it means tender in Spanish. Mom's family is Spanish."

"My mom's family is Spanish too," said Calem. "I don't think Tierno is a weird nickname."

"What are you doing, Calem?" asked Shauna.

Calem sighed.

"My dad's hosting a party at my house," said Calem.

"Sounds like fun," said Serena.

"This party's not fun," said Calem. "My dad's inviting his friends over."

"What's wrong with that?" asked Serena.

"A lot," said Calem. "Since my older sister is going to be with her boyfriend on Christmas Eve, I'm running around a lot, preparing for this party. Dad wants this party to be the best he's ever had. He's trying to impress the fellow performers. Plus I don't know if you guys will be able to come over."

"I'll be fine," said Tierno. "I'm at home on Christmas Eve."

"I'm at home too," said Shauna.

"I'm just really bothered by the whole fiasco," said Calem. "I wish I could spend time with my extended family, but that's for tomorrow when we visit my paternal grandparents' house - though my other grandparents will be there."

"That's good," said Serena. "Try to spend time with them."

"Unfortunately," said Calem, "Dad might want me to entertain the guests because of our journey across Kalos, and I don't feel like talking about it. I've already beaten it to death."

"I'm sure they won't mind," said Serena.

"I guess," said Calem. "I'm not looking forward to Christmas Eve. I've already got to make a few trips to various stores the next few days."

"Calem," said Serena, "if you're stressed out with everything, you can come to my place."

"Maybe," said Calem.

Calem sighed and started pacing around.

"I'm not really one for the holidays, actually," said Calem. "I hate Christmas music, there's too many tacky Christmas specials on TV, and it's commercialized beyond belief. Family is one of the few saving graces - as well as presents. But all the stuff I hate is going to be at the party."

"I feel that you're just complaining for the heck of it," said Trevor.

Calem ran his finger through the collar of his blue high collar jacket - the one he wore on most days.

"You're right," said Calem. "But right now I got to get home. Dad might want me to run to the store soon."

The others looked on as Calem waved goodbye and walked back to his house.

"Poor Calem," said Tierno.

"It must be really hard for him," said Shauna. "I know it would be awful if I had to get ready for some big Christmas party."

Calem went back to his house and talked to his mother Cecilia.

"Mom?" said Calem.

"What is it, dear?" asked Cecilia.

"About the Christmas party tomorrow..." said Calem, "do you think I could stay in my room for most of the party?"

"You can," said Cecilia, "but I want you to spend at least a little time downstairs with my parents. You don't have to talk to your father's friends, but it's important if you be polite to everyone."

Calem shrugged.

"Okay," he said.

"I know this is stressing you out," said Cecilia, "but it's only going to happen this year. You won't have to worry about it in the future. In the meantime, just try to make the best of it. It's just that your father's boss really wanted this party to be at this house, and you know she can be a little difficult sometimes. It shouldn't be too big of a deal. I'll try to have them go easy on you."

"Sure thing," said Calem.

Calem went upstairs and into his bedroom. He closed the door, got on the bed, and looked around. He started at his blue walls and his white curtains, and his beige furniture, and back down at his bed and the red bedspread he sat on. Then, he saw Cal, the doll in his likeness, on the nightstand. Calem picked him up.

Then, Calem heard his father walking in the door.

"Oh no," said Calem.

Calem hugged his doll.

"Oh, Cal," said Calem. "I am worried. Please, give me the bravery to get through this. Dad's not acting like he usually does, and I'm really stressed out about it. I don't know what to do. If only you could talk - then you could help me at a time like this!"