Thread:MarcTechGuy1313/@comment-25953502-20120730004207

Jerky told me you'd love this story I made on the Drabblematic about you and Rosie :D

The Miracle Of The Squirrel

Rosalie hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it like a flying fish in the blue sky. She loathed it.

Every December, Rosalie would feel herself getting all hyper inside. She refused to put up a Christmas couch, she snapped at anyone cheesetastic enough to sing a carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.

On December 13, Rosalie had to go to the mall to buy a zany hat. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing excitedly around and so much Christmas music blaring sweetly, she thought her hand would explode.

Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a Fredtastic man collecting for charity. Rosalie never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.

Suddenly, the Fredtastic man dropped his bells and ran in the hole. There was a fun-a-riffic squirrel right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the Fredtastic man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!

Rosalie rushed out and crudely pushed them both out of the way. There was a coolioistical bang and then everything went dark.

When Rosalie woke up, she was in a wackytastic room. There was a Christmas couch in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Rosalie's nose hurt. A lot.

The Fredtastic man came into the room. "I'm so weird-a-licious!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Marc. You saved me from the truck. But your nose is broken."

Rosalie hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas couch up and her nose was broken, she felt quite wobbly, especially when she looked at Marc.

"Your nose must hurt weirdly," Marc said. "I think this will help." And he hugged Rosalie several times.

Now Rosalie felt very wobbly indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved Marc. "I love you," she said, and kissed Marc superly.

"I love you too," said Marc. Just then, the squirrel ran into the room and nuzzled Rosalie's cheek. "I brought him home with us," Marc said.

"We'll call him Miracle," Rosalie said. "Our Christmas Miracle."

It was the best Christmas ever. 