Challenge Entry: Writing: SCRIBBLES: Christmas with friends

Here is the entry that I, Scribbles the Halfbloodcheetah, have written for my own challenge.

Conner and Alex threw their sleeping bags on the ground and sat on them. They looked around Clay’s living room. It was Christmas Eve and the house couldn’t look more Christmassy. It was decked out in Christmas décor and presents covered the floor. It was the first time they had been there for something other than… you know… trying to protect a witness of an attempted murder… 

            Alex smiled, “I never realized how nice your house was.”

         Clay walked in with a bowl of chocolates and smiled. “Maybe it’s because you aren’t being chased by a killer, and don’t have a knife in your shoulder.” He smiled and walked back into the kitchen.

            Alex chuckled, “Yeah, which probably does change things a little for me.”

          Jake smiled and bought in a tray piled up high with Christmas cookies. “Trust me, Alex. Clay made sure that the house was super safe for guests…”

           JAAAAKE?” Clay yelled from the kitchen.

                Jake turned around with a blank look on his face. “Oh… apparently not.”

                Clay stood in the doorway with a hatchet in his hand. “Why was there a hatchet in the kitchen sink?”

                Jake reddened, “Well… it was my Dad’s Christmas present to me… I was clean it in the sink…”

                Clay growled, “I know where it’s from. It does NOT belong in the kitchen sink.” He handed it to Jake. “Put it in the shed.” Clay sighed and calmed, “Please?”

                Jake chuckled, “Awww.” He patted Clay on the top of the head. “You’re so vicious.” He ran out the door trying to avoid a kick to the butt.

                Clay giggled at Jake then turned back to the crew and brought in some more snacks.

                Conner chuckled, “You have enough snacks there, Clay?”

                Clay shook his head. “Oh heck no. With all the people coming here we still need more snacks.”

                Alex stood up. “Wait a second… How many more people did you invite?”

                Clay shrugged, “I told you it was a guys night… I think I invited…” He breathed in and opened his mouth and Alex knew it was going to be a long list. “Vinnie, Willy, Razor, Leo, Kyle, Mikey, Sammy…”

                Alex gave him a look. “That’s feels like a lot of people already…”

                Clay chuckled, “Don’t worry, those are all the guys I invited.”

                Alex sighed in relief. “You know how I feel about lots of people and tight spaces.”

                Clay chuckled. “Oh I know.”

                There was a knock on the front door. Clay turned to go get it, and in walked Leo, Sammy, and Vinnie with lots of presents. “Wazzup boys!” Vinnie said happily, placing the presents right next to Alex.

                Alex looked up uncomfortably and scooted to the side, closer to where Conner was sitting. “Ummm… nothing much.” He coughed, “Did you need to pile the gifts right next to me?”

                Conner gave him a sideways glance as he took a cookie. “You aren’t claustrophobic Alex, stop pretending you are.”

                Alex chuckled, and stood up. “Sure…” He walked into the kitchen where Jake was making punch. “So what’s the plan for tonight?”

                Jake chuckled, “Well the plan was everyone staying up late…” He smirked, “I have a feeling, however, that what is going to happen is something along the lines of…”

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                Three hours later…

                Almost everyone was out like a lightbulb. Conner was asleep in his sleeping bag. Vinnie and Leo were asleep on the floor next to the Christmas tree. Clay was asleep in on the big couch, and Mikey, Kyle, and Sammy took up the other couch. Jake and Alex were standing in the doorway with a cup of coffee and were both smirking. “Yeah… This is what I thought would happen.”

                Alex chuckled. “Gives me the time to go get my presents and put them under the tree. Betcha they’re all going to think it’s Santa Claus.”

                Jake smiled, “You want some help with that?”

                Alex smiled, “Sure. But can we actually put it under the tree and not next to where I am sleeping tonight?”

                Jake snickered. “Okay.” He went out to Alex’s car and helped Alex stack all the presents he had brought by the tree. As he piled the last present, he smiled. “Well, I am going to sleep Alex. See you in the morning.” Jake climbed onto the couch and lied down.

                “G’night.” Alex got into his sleeping bag and got comfortable. Just as he was ready to fall asleep, he heard a slight jingling which progressively got louder. He stared up at the ceiling in disbelief. “You have got to be kidding me.”