Merry Christmas Scooby-doo Novels & Stories

The parade wasn’t long. After a few more floats, some horses, a couple of clowns, and some classic cars, Santa was spotted coming around the corner. Lorelei and Anson giggled and shouted, jumping up and down. All along the sidewalk, children clapped and waved at the big man, some even shouting their Christmas wishes.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Jaxon said low and careful from his place at the door to the living room, his hand resting on the frame. His eyes were on me, like he was trying to gauge whether I meant it when I said everything was fine. I stood at the window, staring out as snow fell in languid flakes, casting a pale luminance over everything in sight. Christmas was looming, yet somehow, it didn't feel quite as festively joyful as it had other years.

Finally, the car stopped at a park. With Christmas trees and lights all over the place. So many fun activities are going on. It was snowing. I came down and started jumping, and the loud Christmas music made it more fun. “Merry Christmas!” I screamed. Did he just smile? Zayne was watching me play around. I dragged him into the circle and made him jump with me. This felt so good. “Here, have this jacket. It is very cold.” He removed his jacket and gave it to me, but I was finding it difficult to put it on because of the gloves on my hands.

Chapter 937 Molly nodded and said, "Okay, I'll buy one. I also want the Mickey Ears beside it. Three pairs." "Wait, Mommy!" The three kids suddenly cut in, "Today is Christmas. What a lively day! You and Daddy might as well join us to wear Mickey Ears, okay?" "Ah?" Molly froze for a moment. She looked at Sean and said with an embarrassed smile, "Um… I'm afraid this is unsuitable?"

"What's so wrong with Christmas, Mr. Scrooge?" I take a swig of my beer, finishing the rest of the bottle, and shrug my shoulders. "There's nothing wrong with Christmas. I just looked at it differently I guess. When I was little, I was a weird kid. All my friends would be so excited for Christmas and they all told me how they stayed up late so that they could meet Santa, but not me. Nope, I stayed awake to try and capture the creep sneaking into my house once a year." As soon as I finish that sentence, a roar of laughter emits from all three of 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.

"No. I was just about to." They had only left Hughie's place a little while ago. Did something happen? There was a brief pause on the other end before Zeph spoke again. "Nicole... Merry Christmas." Nicole glanced at the clock and realized it had just passed midnight. "Yeah. Merry Christmas to you, too. Hope this Christmas brings you and Poppy a little more peace and a better year ahead." "You too. Hope you and Cola have a warm Christmas and an even better year ahead." "Woof!"

Now the only thing I have to do is to sit back and enjoy the downfall of the people who started this all. “Merry Christmas, Mam!” Molly says and gives me a gift. “Merry Christmas, Molly!” I say and give her the gift I bought for her. “Oh, my goodness! You bought me the earrings, and I only got a foot tub.” She says. “Oh, please. This is what I need most right now.” I say, and Rocco takes it from me.

My brother smiled sweetly at her with that almost sickening look in his eyes and said; "I love you too." He kissed her then added softly; "Merry Christmas beautiful." As Mark leaned down to kiss her again, I stood up and left the bathroom. Somehow I felt dirtier hearing them tell each other I love you then I did watching them fucking. With a pang of loneliness I sat on my bed and picking up the ratty Scooby doo that mom had bought me when I was ten hugged it close to me. I felt like a sad little girl; I'd had a bad night and all I wanted was my little brother who was in the arms of his loving girlfriend.

I feel an arm go round my waist and I'm pulled to sit on Damien's legs. "Now, you Mrs Forrest, has been a very naughty girl lately" he whispers in my ear and I feel a smile creep up on my face. "What are you going to do about it Santa?" I hum. "I might just have a special candy for you to suck on" He smirks and I chuckle before pulling his face for a kiss. His hands go to squeeze my bum making me smile against his kiss. We pull apart grinning, when we noticed a small figure standing by the corner. We both turn to see Roxy looking at us with his eyes wide opened. I bite on my lips. We're fucked! "Why is Santa kissing mommy, and not daddy?" He puzzles. Merry-fucking-Christmas The Very End