Zootopia Christmas Novels & Stories

Denise asked. He turned the screen toward us dramatically. 11:59 PM. A collective murmur spread through the room. “Countdown!” Zendaya shouted. Alex immediately climbed onto the rug like he was about to launch into orbit. “Ten!” Malik yelled prematurely. “It’s not midnight yet!” Denise snapped. We all shifted instinctively closer together. The fire crackled. The Christmas tree lights shimmered gold and red across familiar faces. Adrian and Dominic stood shoulder to shoulder. Zendaya grabbed Denise’s hand.

Courtney looked nervous and Mason was absolutely beaming. Groaning, “Come one Mason! Not right now!” Jaxson said, rolling his eyes. He put his hand on his desk and rested his chin on his fingers with one finger on his cheek. “Not right now? What do you want, Mason?” I was so confused. What is not right now?” “Well, we missed Christmas with everything that has been going on and since I found some Christmas spirit, we should have our own little family Christmas here!” I blinked a few times at him, “We are wolves.” I stated the obvious like we don’t celebrate a holiday that human’s believe in. The Moon Goddess created us.

Liam, suddenly a jolly ball of energy, crawled after them, his eyes wide with wonder as he explored the festive environment. "Look, Grandpa, Mommy and Daddy got us so many presents!" Zoey exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. On Christmas Eve, the Anderson family gathered in the spacious living room, dressed in comfortable sweaters and festive clothes. Zoey, Liam, Marianne, Felix, Emma, and the extended family -Ethel, Marcus, Crystal, and Nate exchanged gifts under the festively decorated tree. Liam, dressed in a lovely Christmas onesie, sits on a blanket surrounded by colorful presents. Felix, wearing a Santa hat, served as the family's own Santa Claus, handing out gifts with a spa

We continue searching for the better part of an hour before deciding on a huge fir tree, and the sleigh driver helps me chop it down then carts it back to the horses. After the tree is safely tied to the roof of the car we return to the main thoroughfare, gathering around the bonfire, drinking hot cocoa and making smores. The pups have all but forgotten our earlier argument by this time, and when we meander our way through a forest of twinkle lights towards Santa’s grotto. They’re practically bouncing up and down as we wait in the line to sit on his lap, and I eagerly pull out my phone to take photos when it’s finally the quadruplets turn.

We only took one shot because Zach was giving us a bad look and West gave us a smirk. When we finished, they immediately started playing Christmas songs, making the noise around us even louder. It's just sad because Athena and Zybrid aren't here. Even if I feel bad for them, it's still nice to have them here. I only experienced this kind of celebration today. During Christmas, Mom and I just slept and prepared only spaghetti. None of our relatives come either, so Mom and I have had a sad Christmas since I was a child.

"So we agree. We stay away from each other. Act like adults." "Absolutely." He was looking at my mouth now. "Very adult. Very appropriate." Neither of us moved. Neither looked away. The sound of footsteps on the stairs broke the spell. We jumped apart just as Sophie's head popped through the opening. "There you guys are! Sorry that took forever. Did you find the boxes?" "Yeah, got them," I said, voice only slightly unsteady. We carried the boxes downstairs and spent the rest of the afternoon decorating. Sophie put on Christmas music. Jason made hot chocolate. It was exactly what Christmas should feel like.

Mark shooed him away from the back room and chased him toward where the elves were still handing out toys, having the time of their lives. “Guys, guys!” Jake told his friends. “You’re never going to believe this, but I saw Ms. Jones kissing Santa Claus!” Merryweather “Well, that worked out marvelously,” Merryweather said to Flora. “I agree. I was a little worried there for a bit,” Flora told her. “But Fauna did a marvelous job.” “Fauna did a marvelous job?” Merryweather asked, raising an eyebrow. “And you,” Flora said, obviously appeasing her. “What will happen next for them?”

“The new director is considerate. He gave us a whole week off plus a vacation in Miami. For me, There's no better vacation than spending time with my family.“ Xavier and the two other kids unpacked the decorations and began arranging some of the stars on the tree and Santa's figurines, as he listened to their conversation. He finally felt like he belonged to a family. “One thing I'm grateful for his your acceptance of Xavier into our home. It's gonna be one of our best Christmas since our marriage” Xavier's gaze met with Rita and he instantly turned away, hanging two turtle doves on the tree. “You should have gone for the vacation though. Christmas is always fun, with or without you.“ Rita r

Jordan teased, placing the order and pretending not to notice how familiar her choice felt. Once everything was set, he dimmed the lights and turned on Elf. Malaya squealed happily as Buddy the Elf appeared on screen, immediately scooting closer into the blankets. Laila settled beside her, tucking a blanket around Malaya’s shoulders, and Jordan sat across from them, close enough to feel included without crowding the moment. One movie turned into another—A Year Without a Santa Claus, then Noelle. By the time Frozen came on, Malaya insisted it was required viewing "because it’s Christmas and it has snow." Jordan found himself humming along, smiling when Malaya belted out the lyrics with total

"I just realized I haven't bought them a puppy yet. Sorry about that, but, got so depressed at what happened when we last met…" "It's ok. There's still tomorrow…" "But it won't be Christmas then. I still have half an hour until midnight. And I think I know just the thing." In just a few moments, the twins were squealing excitedly and laughing delightedly at the gigantic black "puppy" that was willing to play, romp and give them piggyback rides. Finally, all the twins' wishes for Christmas were now complete. Merry Christmas, dear reader… See you this New Year!