Ik, its february

Idc

They're like 14 or sommat in this

He's not singing just saying

The others were sitting in the living room of Dave's house, Zak was scrolling through twitter, Darryl was, surprisingly not, drunk and Vincent was trying to explain that french fries isn't french to him, Clay just watched. Laughing.

Dave suddenly had an idea. "Hey, guys" everyone turned the pink haired boy and tilted their heads a little, curiosity drowned them.

"You know how every Christmas I'm a good  boy, right?" He asked, Zak snorted. "Really?" Everyone but Dave laughed.

"I, like every other child, put out milk and cookies for this guy to enjoy" Zak was about to comment but Clay beat him to it "what about the reindeer?!" Dave rolled his eyes and Darryl chuckled

"But Sanra never brings the right toy" Dave was laying down now, arms spread out across the red carpet "last year, I felt like giving up on all this holiday joy" they all stayed silent and just listened intently, wondering what the point is.

"But!" His voice raised, his eyes was gleaming. "You've seen the Santa Clause, and you know.." he stood up, arms in the air "you become santa if you put on his coat!" Darryl's eyes widen "oh my goodness.." he chuckled, knowing where it was going.

"You can kill him, leave him dead up in the snow!" Dave's voice became excited, which was kind of rare for the other 3 to see.

"The elves dont even care about you murdering their bro" He shrugged, a smile forming, his eyes glowing brighter

"This christmas is gunna be special to me!" He exclaimed, rubbing his hands together. "Why?" Clay asked, Dave only smirked.

"I ain't gunna ask for a car with a key" his hand was waving around, as if he was dismaying someone. "You're too young t-" Vincent put a finger over Darryl's mouth.

"I ain't gunna write to santa asking him please" his hands were now on his hips "that's for nerds anyway" the other 3 laughed

"Cuz what I want for christmas cant fit under the tree!!" He smirked and stepped onto the table, looking down at his peasants

"I wanna be santa!" He shouted, the others burst out laughing. "So, I'm gunna kill him!" Everyone stopped. "Wha-" Darryl was about to say but, someone came running in and standing on the table with him.

A boy they called schlatt, they never knew his first name. Except Dave

"When we hear those reindeer paws.." Schlatt started, his eyes full of mischief.

"We're gunna break the law!" Dave smiled, the 2 tall boys looked at the other 3, who's faces are full of shock of concern.

"Text him" Dave whispered, Schlatt nodded and did so, and a blonde teen with a green hat came walking in. "This christmas, I dont have a wishlist!" He shouted, and sat on the table, one of his legs on it with his hand leaning on his knee. "I've got a hit list!" He smiled.

"And on the top of it is old saint nicholas!" The 3 shouted, not in unison more like chorus.

Dave shrugged as he said "nothing against him" as schlatt pretended to have glasses "it's just business" and Phil smirked, "I'm not the grinch but-" he stopped, letting the 3 say it together "we're gunna steal Christmas!" The other 3 just stared, who the fuck is the blonde guy?

"We made a list and checked it twice.. " Phil started. "For all the fucks we give about ending Santa's life" Darryl gasped "language you muffin!"

"And we found none" schlatt said, with jazz hands.

"We'll travel at the speed of light" Phil said, Schlatt and Phil's eyes were full of Mischief, Dave's excitement.

"If I'm Santa does that mean I sleep with his wife?" He gasped and finger guns "cuz I'm down son" Vincent and Clay burst out laughing

"We gun wake up christmas day, with all the presents we forced the elves to make!" Schlatt said excitedly.

"They're our prisoners!" Dave's small smile grew a little

Then, Dave stopped and looked at everyone, confused. "How aren't adults concerned about all these gifts they didn't buy?" Darryl's eyes widened, along with Zak's, clay and Vincent facepalmed, while Schlatt and Phil chuckled, not realising he's actually serious.

"Are you serious?" Darryl asked, eyes wide. Dave nodded excitedly, Schlatt and Phil following. The other just stood. Concerned.

"If he wants to beat me, he had to train for another 400 years!" Dave laughed, he was damn well good at fighting and nobody has beaten him yet.

"Hey let's dance!" Clay suddenly bursted out, grabbing Vincent and putting music on. Dave nervously laughed as he watched Darryl being dragged by Zak - Phil and Schlatt stayed, until Willbur came and the 2 danced. Which left Dave and Phil, who weren't dancing people so they just messed with the stereo, pissing the others off.

I got bored okay!