Flaky Happy Tree Friends: Winter Break Novels & Stories

"No, no. Don't come near me… I'm warning you…" "Can't hear you." He let out a mischievous laugh and started tickling me even though I asked him to stop, he said it’s the least I could do to make him feel better after our fight. But then he kept on tickling me and I kept asking him to stop but still he continued until finally he got tired of it and stopped tickling me. Tyler said, "We haven't bought a tree for Christmas yet. Shall we get one?" When I didn't give him a reply, he put his hands around my shoulders saying, "Don't get mad again babe. It's Christmas. The season to be happy and cheerful. Now, tell me how you want the tree to be? Do you want it taller or bigger…"

That in itself is comforting. A sparrow lands on the tree outside the window as the first few snowflakes of the year appear. The snow comes late here, it's almost Christmas break, and the world has fallen apart. I have gained a boyfriend, dealt with a bully, and lost a mother in a single semester. I will miss fighting with my mom. I will miss her taking care of me when I get sick.

She reached out and grabbed her two brothers, wrapping her arms around their waists on either side. "Ooh, I'm going to miss you guys." Rain kissed the side of Flower's head. “I will miss you all, too.” Sky hugged Rain and Flower. “For the first time, in our eighteen years together, we will be apart. That makes me a little sad." The triplets hugged each other tightly. In the large second-floor window, a four-year-old triplets stared at them with their noses pressed against the glass. "They're weird," Summer said. "They're sad," Forest said.

V While rocking Nyra to sleep in my room, a knock on the door broke my concentration. The door swung open, and I yelled, "Come in!" Winter smiled as she walked in. Her absence for months was difficult; I'm so happy she's back. What I hate is that she miss out on me giving birth to Nyra, it hurt her just as much it hurt me, that she could not be here to see that moment of me bringing my little angel into the world. Winter's like a sister to me; we've always been there for each other. Our friendship's true strength lies in our unwavering support for one another, always. “I'm sorry to interrupt. Would you prefer I come back later?” Winter asked.

I was a painful memory that cropped up every Christmas, and a tragedy that haunted that rest stop along the highway. The snow melted, and spring arrived. Everything came back to life again. The grass grew, and the birds sang. Come winter, snow would fall over that rest stop once more. Only this time, there wasn't going to be an Omega standing there, waiting for her family that would never come.

"Don't cry, Winter. Let's just eat." ---

His smile deepened, a teasing glint in his dark blue eyes. "Glad to see you have not forgotten your childhood friend" I gasped, a flood of memories suddenly rushing back to me. Summer afternoons spent running through the woods, chasing each other by the river. Laughing so hard we couldn’t breathe. The secret treehouse we had sworn no one else would ever find. It was really , Romer. My childhood friend, the one who had disappeared when we were still kids. He had moved to a far away pack and even if we promised each other to keep in touch, but years passed by and slowly we stopped writing.

As Heidi retreated to her flower stand, Kaitlyn and Kyle shared a laugh, playfully yelling after her, "We're just friends!" Heidi turned around, grinning, and shouted back, "Sure, sure! Just friends enjoying ice cream and strolls, right?" The trio's humorous banter echoed through the bustling streets, drawing smiles from onlookers. The playful exchange with Heidi added a lighthearted touch to their day, turning the ordinary into an adventure filled with laughter and camaraderie.

I kept hitting the tree with my foot. 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 Like and comment for next episode.

Before I knew it, my back hit the bed and he carefully took my dress off before throwing it somewhere. _____________________________________________________________________ The last leaf of the fall disconnected from the now dark gray tree. Its orange colors knowing it soon would become dead once it reached the almost frozen floor. Winter wind blew rapidly around, tossing the dried leaves back and forth. Snowflakes drizzled and clung to everything they grabbed, the floor becoming too frozen to thaw through it anymore. In just a few days, every inch of the earth around us would be covered in many layers of snow. The cold chill that ran through everyone's spine came with some benefits though.