Christmas Happy Tree Friends Novels & Stories

Christian organized a group to find the perfect Christmas tree—him, Marcus, Connor, Diana, and me trekking into the snow-covered forest. “This is actually a respectable pack activity,” Christian admitted, surveying the pine trees. “Because it involves forest skills?” “And teamwork.” “You're just trying to save face about liking Christmas.” “I don't like Christmas. I'm tolerating it for pack morale.” “Sure, Alpha. Whatever you say.” I wanted a giant tree. Christian preferred something “reasonably sized.” We argued while walking through pristine snow. “That one!” I pointed to a massive spruce. “That's twelve feet tall.”

A tiny artificial tree glowed softly in a corner of the living room, lights blinking lazily. Perry was babbling too fast about a Christmas movie marathon he wanted to throw. Bryan interrupted him to make the case for what counts as a “real” Christmas movie. Tyler corrected them both without looking up. Peter listened. No, not passively. Not politely. Actively. Wait,” he said at one point, raising his finger. “Go back. You’re omitting the part where everything broke down.” Perry’s eyes lit up. He backtracked eagerly.

It was moments like these that reminded me of the simple joys in life, and I found myself smiling and laughing with my friends despite the nagging thought in the back of my head. We soon stumbled upon a little area where a Christmas play was being performed by a group of kids. They were dressed in adorable costumes, acting out a silly holiday story. One little kid was dressed as a tree and was putting in his best effort to stand absolutely still, while another kid was twirling around in an angel costume. We stood off to the side, watching the little actors with fond smiles on our faces. Angela, Layla, and I couldn’t help but gush over how cute the kids looked in their costumes.

Christmas. The word itself manages to bring happiness in your mind. It is like New Year started a week early. I would like to tell all the Christmas haters out there that something is seriously wrong with you. The tree, the gifts, mass and family is enough to bring joy to anyone around. Which I am very hurt that this Christmas I will be alone in New York. But hey Christmas in New York isn’t bad.

Videos flood the screen—kids scribbling wishes onto scraps of paper, crumpling them into socks, draping them over mantles. Couples in matching sweaters twirl under strings of lights. Friends dance in the snow, mugs of hot chocolate in hand, laughing at each other’s clumsy steps. Shopkeepers show off rows of wrapped gifts, their smiles bright and perfect. Even strangers on the street wave at each other, the glow of holiday lights reflecting off their scarves and mittens. I swipe, swipe, swipe. Every clip is the same—cheerful, glittering, happy. I toss the phone aside and stare at the ceiling.

Troy messaged me. I raised my eyebrows and suddenly smiled when I read his message to me. "Oh, it's you, Troy," "Merry Christmas too Troy and God bless you," I replied to Troy with a happy heart emoji. "Maybe it's fun there?" Troy asked. "Yes, I'm happy with my family. Maybe you're happy there too?" "It's fun somehow, even though my grandfather and I are the only ones spending Christmas together." "So, where are your Mom and your other family? Aren't you with them?"

(blushing emoji) Brandon: Merry Christmas beautiful! Can't wait to see you again! Me: Merry Christmas! I can't wait to see you again! We need hang out sometime soon! Brandon: SOON! PLEASE! (heart emoji) Harrison: Where have you been baby? I miss you so damn much! Merry Christmas! I hope you got everything you wanted this year! I definitely got everything I wanted and more. Me: Sorry, I've been busy, I miss you too! Merry Christmas! I got more than I ever thought I wanted! I hope you are having a good day.

Cassie just smiled, clenching around the cum they’d left inside her, happier than she’d ever been. Merry fucking Christmas.

Just then, I received a call from Gregory. "Hey buddy what's up" he said. "Hey Greg. Good morning and merry Christmas" "Merry Christmas buddy, how is Samantha and Lana" he said. "All good. Samantha is helping Lana get ready for the party" "Ok, don't worry Freddie everything is going to be alright" he said. "I hope so, thanks. Greetings to Betty and the kids". "Sure, see you soon". "And you too" I said, cutting the call. "Hopefully, all will go well" I muttered.

Epilogue (Seven years later) “Look here kids, Santa is going to come here, so behave properly then only you all going to get your gifts,” Ashley said to all the kids gathered in the living space. The big tall Christmas tree is placed at the corner along with all the other decorations made the house so vibrant that Christmas eve. The snow is falling outside and the Christmas lights made the house bright that evening. Hector and Ashley had invited their close family to celebrate in their home and here all are present.