Christmas is My Time of Year (fanfic)
Here's the story for the x-mas holiday
I decided to use the title in honor of the infamous song
Does anyone know the lyrics, I want to use the song in the story
So anyway, here it is
"Christmas is My Time of Year"
It was that time of year again, Christmas that is.
Through out the world, many people all over the world were getting ready for the jolly holiday season.
And nearly every state, town, and in some countries even the warmer ones were having cool spell, all execpt one place, Ca.
They were having a heat spell, in fact it was so hot that it was hard for the peolpe to get into the holiday sprit.
In truth since the weather was so hot, some of the residents were thinking about canceling some of the yearly holiday events, including the prade.
The teachers at the school were even thinking of doing away with Christmas break, which didn't matter to the kids, because then they would get out early for summer break.
Meanwhile, The Monkees who had holiday sprit in them, were trying to make the beast of the heat.
Peter was writing out cards,Mike and Davy were going through ordements, and figuring out which branch of the tree should they go, and Micky was trying to fix the fan.
"Ok, I think I got it this time," said Micky, pluging in the fan.
"Groovy, we'll finally get some cool air in the pad," said Davy.
"Turn it on Micky," said Mike.
Micky did just that, and it worked.
Perhaps it worked to well, the fan was blowing off air so fast that items began to fly all over the pad, including some of the ordements and Peter's cards.
"Shut it off Micky!" Mike yelled over the fan's loud motor.
Micky just unplugged the fan, then he and the other Monkees began to pick up the itmes that flew around the pad.
"So that the fan blew your cards around."
Peter then picked up one card that had red and green glitter on it and said,"Actually, it made the cards look prettier."
"We'll at least one good thing came out of that," said Davy.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
"Ok you guys, you better have the rent for me now!" shouted a voice.
The guys knew it was Babbit.
Mike answered the door to find Babbit in a grinch like postion.
"Merry Christmas sir," said Mike.
"What's so merry about it, complainted Babbit, The weather's too hot to feel like Christmas, plus I won't be celebrating with my Sister and her family this year."
"How come?" asked Davy.
"Well if it's any of your business, they're all going away and won't be home."
"That's a shame Mr.Babbit, you can spent Christmas with us," said Peter.
"I think I rather have the rent," said Babbit.
Mike then went to get the rent, then came back handing Babbit an envolpe.
"Merry Christmas to you again sir," said Peter, as their landlord was leaving.
Babbit just growled and left.
The guys went back to cleaning, when there was another knock at the door.
"I bet Babbit thinks we shorted him a nickle," said Babbit.
He went to the door, but there was nobody there.
"Down here, called a voice.
Mike looked down and saw two short people dressed in warm clothing.
One was dressed in a green suit with red pointy shoes, while the other one was dressed in a red suit and green pointy shows.
The expression on Mike's face changed, due to the fact that it was peolpe he knew.
"Hey Tick Tock, great to see you guys again."
It was indeed the two elves that the Monkees met at the North Pole sometime ago, when they helped Santa spoiled the evil Wizard Glick's plan of ruining Christmas.
"You guys must be burning from the heat come in the pad," said Mike, inviting the guests in.
"Hey fellas, Tick and Tockm from the North Pole are here!" Mike called to his bandmates.
Micky,Davy and Peter were just ecited to see Tick and Tock as well.
"Hey Tick Tock what's happening?" asked Davy.
"A lot has been happening Davy," said Tick.
"It sure is hot outside," said Tock.
"Yeah, we're having on odd heat spell for this time of year," said Micky.
"And we know why," said Tick.
"You do?" asked Mike.
"Yes, someone has stolen our weather machine, it's the main source for the world's weather," said Tock.
"I wonder how Santa is taking the news," said Peter.
"That's our second problem," said Tick.
"What do you mean?" asked Davy.
"Santa is missing."
"Wow, two important things missing from the North Pole," said Mike.
"Yes, that's why we came here," said Tock, We need your help."
What will happen next?
Mickys411 (Laura)
I decided to use the title in honor of the infamous song
Does anyone know the lyrics, I want to use the song in the story
So anyway, here it is
"Christmas is My Time of Year"
It was that time of year again, Christmas that is.
Through out the world, many people all over the world were getting ready for the jolly holiday season.
And nearly every state, town, and in some countries even the warmer ones were having cool spell, all execpt one place, Ca.
They were having a heat spell, in fact it was so hot that it was hard for the peolpe to get into the holiday sprit.
In truth since the weather was so hot, some of the residents were thinking about canceling some of the yearly holiday events, including the prade.
The teachers at the school were even thinking of doing away with Christmas break, which didn't matter to the kids, because then they would get out early for summer break.
Meanwhile, The Monkees who had holiday sprit in them, were trying to make the beast of the heat.
Peter was writing out cards,Mike and Davy were going through ordements, and figuring out which branch of the tree should they go, and Micky was trying to fix the fan.
"Ok, I think I got it this time," said Micky, pluging in the fan.
"Groovy, we'll finally get some cool air in the pad," said Davy.
"Turn it on Micky," said Mike.
Micky did just that, and it worked.
Perhaps it worked to well, the fan was blowing off air so fast that items began to fly all over the pad, including some of the ordements and Peter's cards.
"Shut it off Micky!" Mike yelled over the fan's loud motor.
Micky just unplugged the fan, then he and the other Monkees began to pick up the itmes that flew around the pad.
"So that the fan blew your cards around."
Peter then picked up one card that had red and green glitter on it and said,"Actually, it made the cards look prettier."
"We'll at least one good thing came out of that," said Davy.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
"Ok you guys, you better have the rent for me now!" shouted a voice.
The guys knew it was Babbit.
Mike answered the door to find Babbit in a grinch like postion.
"Merry Christmas sir," said Mike.
"What's so merry about it, complainted Babbit, The weather's too hot to feel like Christmas, plus I won't be celebrating with my Sister and her family this year."
"How come?" asked Davy.
"Well if it's any of your business, they're all going away and won't be home."
"That's a shame Mr.Babbit, you can spent Christmas with us," said Peter.
"I think I rather have the rent," said Babbit.
Mike then went to get the rent, then came back handing Babbit an envolpe.
"Merry Christmas to you again sir," said Peter, as their landlord was leaving.
Babbit just growled and left.
The guys went back to cleaning, when there was another knock at the door.
"I bet Babbit thinks we shorted him a nickle," said Babbit.
He went to the door, but there was nobody there.
"Down here, called a voice.
Mike looked down and saw two short people dressed in warm clothing.
One was dressed in a green suit with red pointy shoes, while the other one was dressed in a red suit and green pointy shows.
The expression on Mike's face changed, due to the fact that it was peolpe he knew.
"Hey Tick Tock, great to see you guys again."
It was indeed the two elves that the Monkees met at the North Pole sometime ago, when they helped Santa spoiled the evil Wizard Glick's plan of ruining Christmas.
"You guys must be burning from the heat come in the pad," said Mike, inviting the guests in.
"Hey fellas, Tick and Tockm from the North Pole are here!" Mike called to his bandmates.
Micky,Davy and Peter were just ecited to see Tick and Tock as well.
"Hey Tick Tock what's happening?" asked Davy.
"A lot has been happening Davy," said Tick.
"It sure is hot outside," said Tock.
"Yeah, we're having on odd heat spell for this time of year," said Micky.
"And we know why," said Tick.
"You do?" asked Mike.
"Yes, someone has stolen our weather machine, it's the main source for the world's weather," said Tock.
"I wonder how Santa is taking the news," said Peter.
"That's our second problem," said Tick.
"What do you mean?" asked Davy.
"Santa is missing."
"Wow, two important things missing from the North Pole," said Mike.
"Yes, that's why we came here," said Tock, We need your help."
What will happen next?
Mickys411 (Laura)
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