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ChaChristmas by Acevis Elecion

Chachristmas

Night was abound on the surface of Chakona and snow padded the area liberally, as the family of four, composed of three quadrupeds and a lone bipedal being progressed from the streets closer to one of the buildings lit this night. It looked industrial, and was quite large; signs of celebration of some sorts were evident by vibrant lights and decorations galore across the face of the building. The family nonetheless progressed forward towards the entrance to the building, with very vanilla decorations and a traditional door, rather than the industrial ones expected.

Acevis Elecion, the Male figure of the Family, sported grey fur this evening. He was smaller than usual. Topping out at 6’1 due to the more miniature constructions, his attire was that of formality and tradition, sporting a black suit, accompanied by a green tie and a white inner color. No shoes were visible. Ace’s eyes were also seen to visibly bear a red color. He was the foremost invited by at least one of the current partygoers. He was also the lone Bi-ped of the group.

Tiara Nevoin, the Female Mother-head of the group, also sported some grey fur; however hers as compared to Ace’s was all year. Tiara also being too big for some of the construction topped out this night at 6’3. Being a naturally artic goer, she sported thinner attire, a nice red shirt, and some coverings to extend to her larger taur backside. She sported no shoes. Tiara’s Eyes were her usual ocean blue. Hair was black, with some violet highlights running through some ends.

The second of the three quadrupeds, was Moranalta. A black skinned, sheep-taur sporting a thick coat of white wool. Both the youngest and smallest, at 4’11 and eight years old, she came dressed in what little she needed to appear appropriate. This would include some earmuffs, and hooved gloves for both hands and hooves. Her trademark bionic eye had been somewhat reinforced with a very conductive layer, barely noticeable by most in order to prevent fogging. She was noticeably a bit slow, she was tired doubted nobody. Moranalta was also naturally mute, save for bleating, so she used a vocal device to help her speak.

Finally, but not least was the armadillo-taur, Arnodalla. By far the most unique of the bunch at first glance, her skin bore a violet color, reinforced by a red shell color. She was 5’4 and age 11, her actions and behaviors taking after her original caretaker pirates. The least accustomed to cold climates however, she bore the most visible and reinforced clothing. Her apparel consisted of a heavy green coat, with silver linings, gloves for her hands, and standard size shoes for her feet, reinforced by leg stockings. Her distinguishing figure was her 4 arms and legs.

“Oi papa, is this the place you werr talkin bout?” Moranalta inquired.

Ace gave a glance back, “Yes, This is. I’ll knock on the door we’ll be inside and you can go lay down ok?”

Moranalta nodded in response.

“How are you holding up back there Arnodalla?” Ace pondered.

“Let’s jus say cap’n, the fasterr we get in derr, de happier I’ll be.” She responded in her classic pirate accent, shivering a bit.

“Hurry up and get that door, My little adorables are chilly!” Tiara quickly retorted hugging the two children. Ace gave a small surrender gesture and knocked repeatedly on the door. A taur did answer the door, but it was not a chakat strangely enough. A Wolf-taur with black fur and blood red eyes also appeared well dressed, sporting business like attire in suit and tie.

“Maximus? You’re here?” Ace spoke.

“Of course. With Swisher and the rest of my lovely companions as well” Maximus retorted.

“I see. Is that ALL you’re here for? I mean, it’s an awesome reason and really nice, but I have my doubts; just a smidge.”

“Of course. You know me, I’m the saintliest of the saints, the manliest of men, the most innocent of innocent….”

“Alright, Alright detective, I read ya loud and clear. Can we come in? We’ve got invitations.”

“Of course. Ladies first” Replied Maximus as he removed his being from the door, allowing the three ladies to enter, followed by Ace himself.

The group entered into what looked like the first floor of a hotel, with staircases ascending, divided by a noticeable entrance of double doors, which seemed to be where the partying was at. Ace and Tiara quickly observed their surroundings, attempting to find a place to rest. They instead, after a brief moment, turned to Maximus and asked where one could find such comfort.

“Oh yes. Here in the lounge there’s bound to be a place or two to lie down. Place is packed tonight so we needed a lot of chairs.”

“Good” Tiara responded, “Moranalta here needs to kick it in early today. She just wants Santa here.” Moranalta nodded and gave a yawn to confirm.

“Don’t you worry them” Maximus said, “I’ll take her so she can get some sleep, and you two go and have your bits of fun.”

“Appreciated Wholly Maximus” Tiara Responded.

Maximus took a prompt bow before walking away, leading the tired sheep to one of the lounges open couches upon which she could sleep. With just one underager remaining, the three proceeded towards the large double door. Upon opening it however, their surprise was in the party itself. They had previously thought the walls a high degree of sound proof. The lights were calmly changing along, as if setting a mood for the winter holiday. Everyone, Chakat or not seemed to be deeply involved in small chat.

Anyone who was anyone was here though. Not a single party or individual was left without conversation. Ace and Tiara shrugged at each other and simply walked in, followed by Arnodalla to see if they could find their own interactions. It wasn’t long before the shoulder tapping began.

“Ace! You made it.” Came the call from an orange chakat, wearing a comfy looking blue blouse.

“Tailswisher! Glad to see you again” Tiara called back.

“What she said” Ace added.

“O cap’n, you werren’t kiddin wen you said derr’d be kats everywhere.” Arnodalla finished off.

“Yes” Ace added. “It’s a given when you kind of visit the place they’d call home.”

“Come, Come we’re all waiting for you over by one of the exit doors.”

“But we just got here” Ace pondered.

“Not to leave the party, you dundun. Just hanging out by the door is all.”

Continuing to follow the Chakat, they encountered their comrades just as predicted. What was not a given however were the additional guests. Quicktron and Beastress were present, no doubt in part for financial reasons at the very least. Matthew, in his Saberain form was lurking off when Ace arrived, along with crystal and John, while James remained with the group at large. Razz the Goofox, his tailmaw, Luta, Charles, Kirinae and Litterlight were all present drinking away, although not to intoxicate, merely refresh.

“We even got some other friends to not make you feel so estranged” Said Tailswisher.

“All while not skimping out on the usual crowd” chimed in Bombshell, a snow leopard chakat and among the larger in physical height of the species at 6’1. She was also sharing similar to Tailswisher’s apparel, though of a different brand, design and color overall.

“I see” Ace replied.

From among the Group present emerged another squirrel. Ace was ready to jump the gun, until the coloration was seen. This squirrel was a peach orange, with black hair running down. A sort of half-finished maze of an insignia along his left shoulder and chest was present. Twas Armando, Tailswisher’s own resident squirrel at the Wayward Inn. Ace pondered at how long he had been sitting there, and on the inside, his sanity.

“Interesting.” Ace started off.

“What?” Armando responded.

“You’re in perfect condition and still sane. That’s quite an achievement.”

“Well Why Wouldn’t I be? ”

Tailswisher rolled hir eyes back and gave off a snicker.

“No reason, just generally curious.”

“Weird but ok I guess? Is it some holiday joke or something?”

“I suppose you could call it that yes.”

“Ah, then I don’t get it.”

The rest of the present group did not hesitate to let out a chuckle.

“Eh, James, what got you here?”

“Oh Crystal and Matthew wanted to celebrate Christmas…again.”

“Are you sure they should be drinking here?”

“No, but that’s what the guards are here for.”

“Oh I see, taking precautions are we?”

“They were there before we left.”

James a Caucasian human being, in a light blue robe, blonde hair, blue eyes, very calming stature and articulate as well. A quick stare over at the drinking area, where soda was present could reveal a somewhat frantic John the rabbit. Crystal and Matthew looked almost out of it, as all they could be seen is laughing as the three guards sent with them watched their every move. Their chatter couldn’t be over heard, but it could be assumed that they were talking about anything. A look back saw a shrug from James. A quick look again saw the two without a care in the world wooing and waving back, albeit not audibly enough for distraction.

“So QuickTron…Beastress. How’s that Christmas cheer coming along”

Quicktron was a Titan, though to most he didn’t sport the look of one. Here he was merely a human in a high grade suit of armor. He was Intimidating, but nothing that was going to cause worry. Beastress, was a clone of Quicktron, albeit entirely different physiology. Beastress was a Tiger Chakat, sporting a height of 8’2 and wearing more military style clothes echoing that of some cameos.

“Profits are coming along nicely, I’d say the Christmas cheer is going fine” Beastress responded.

“We get the same present every year, but it never gets old. All funds are happily donated to enslaving the living.” Quicktron Added.

“I’m sure your customers must be proud to help out the cause.”

“They are…of course if only because they don’t know. But hey, It’s Christmas, let’s not spoil the fun yet.” Quicktron Chimed

“Basing off of what I hear, I’m surprised you even showed up in the first place. Last I heard just these few drive you nuts, pardon the pun.” Beastress questioned.

“It’s Christmas, might as well take the good times while one can get them.”

“Those are very few and far between with you” Quicktron sneered

“Hey!” Bombshell Interjected, “We’ve had lots of good times, right Ace?”

Ace did not respond, but merely nodded.

“Oh you just know those were great, you’ve just got to chill out” Shi chuckled

“Yea Ace” Tailswisher added, “Live and let learn” with a companion chuckle.

“Oh yea, and I got you your favorite drink” Shi said, revealing a container of Macquoi sitting on the table. “Just for you!”

“Yea, I don’t think I’m going to be drinking too much tonight, let alone any of your concoctions.”

“What’s wrong with it” Shi pondered.

“Oh nothing it’s just that…well, you made them”

“Oh come on” Bombshell spoke, “Why would shi pull something like that on Christmas? Benefit of the doubt Ace”

Tiara joined in as well, “Nothing to worry about. I mean, in all honestly how many people do you know who pull stuff like this on Christmas?”

“Eh….I’ll freely admit none”

“There”, Tiara cleared up, “So stop being such a party pooper and take a drink”

“Soon enough then I will.”

“Yay” came the double approval.

Quicktron could not help but chuckle. “Always assume the worst, it’s worked out for me.”

“Unfortunately, assuming the worst usually means it’s going to happen on my end”

“Sucks for you” said Beastress.

“Thanks for the encouragement there.”

“Don’t mention it. I’ll put it on your credit card.”

A tugging notion caught Ace’s attention. It was Arnodalla. Her eye had caught interest, but Ace did not see what such an object or person(s) was until the immediate welcome. It was Thornbrier, accompanied by the convenient M’Risha, both sporting four arms. This caught Arnodalla’s attention almost instantly.

“Crud Cap’n! You never tol me derr’d be folks like dem ere!”

“Hello Everyone” Thornbrier introduced hirself.

“Greetings All” M’Risha followed afterwards.

Everyone responded in customary fashion, but indeed the 4 armed guests all took particular interest with each other. Each one endowed by silence for about a minute or two, tilting their heads and other gestures.

Thornbrier sported white fur and casual dressing. It was enough to fit a public appropriate appearance but nothing too professional for such an appearance. Shi was not all chakat. Her genes were mixed, with elements that remain unknown. They are hypothesized to be of Foxtaur and Chakamil ancestry. Shi had dark lavender stripes across hir upper and lower back, sides, and upper arms and legs. A little exotic green hair to top it all off as well. Eyes were also a green color.

“Curious. Is she Yours Ace?” Thornbrier questioned.

“How’d you guess?”

“She looks as extraneous as you do.”

“Nice choice of words.”

“I would share the same opinion in all honesty. Some perfectly valid reasoning, in my own opinion of course.” M’Risha added.

M’Risha was a very tan cougress, her fur comprised of different shades of it. She came in a body suit, red mostly, with blue lining. It served its purpose and covered most of her. She was somewhat exposed, and one could only guess such choice would be for dance purposes. Like Thornbrier, M’Risha also sported green eyes.

“I’m too Assume that your other usual companions are here in attendance as well?” Ace pondered.

“Mine is with me, yes. Indulging in foodstuffs as expected.” Thornbrier replied

“Fleetfoot should be here momentarily. She made a point in addressing your height. It’s not that hard to find you in a crowd such as this” M’Risha pointed out.

“I figured as much”.

“Speaking of which, you seem bigger than the last time we met.” Thornbrier pondered.

“Yes, That’s because when we last met, you didn’t see my natural height. In fact this isn’t even my natural height. Neither is Tiara’s hers.” Ace pointed out, with Tiara giving a small wave.

“Only ones that we came with that are normal height, are our bundles of joy.” Tiara chimed.

“Pardon” Thornbrier said “You said, bundles, yet I only see one.”

“We brought two” Tiara replied, “but the second, and our youngest got a bit too tired out this day. She’s just waiting for santa.”

“Ah I see.”

“Speaking of Children” Tailswisher added, “What’s the status report on that.”

“You know” Bombshell added, “Your fruits of love children”. Quicktron and Beastress were cackling audibly, but again not to disrupt other conversations.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.”

“You’re Joking” Tailswisher replied

“Tiara, help us out here” Bombshell added.

“I’m afraid I can’t do much there. Clock’s ticking but nothing yet.”

“ACE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?” the two chakats spoke in unison.

“Nothing!! I just have precautions and such to analyze and take.”

The two chakats were not amused with the response.

“And you wonder why people call you nuts eh?” Came the familiar voice of the Cheeta Chakat, Fleetfoot. Self-explanatory description, sported custom tier, casual shirt and such. Fire-orange hair sliding down a bit.

“Don’t you start now Fleet.” To which shi responds with a snicker and finger pointing. “Don’t forget you still have one more chakat to greet.”

Ace was tapped from behind again. A Sabertoothed, grey furred chakat, easily identifiable as Chakat Mistdancer. Suited up to express a greater masculine personality, and a pair of big blue eyes.

“Hi”

“Swisher, give me some of those drinks”

For Ace, Meetings between him and Mistdancers were no simple “hi’s”. This almost had to be some sort of sorcery or trick. Tailswisher quickly dunked a small cup full of macquoi and handed it over to Ace, who promptly chugged the whole thing down. He looked down again, at the sabertoothed kat.

“Hi”

Without hesitation, Tailswisher once again filled the cup, and handed it back to Ace. This time chugging the drink almost as soon as he received it. Once again standing there staring at the chakat.

“Well?”

“Hello there Mistdancer.”

“Finally, I was wondering when you were gonna respond”

“Give him a bit to get over the shock factor” Fleetfoot added.

“You’re right…This is your Christmas present. Enjoy” Mistdancer chuckled.

“I wouldn’t have stared at you if you hadn’t just shown up like that. But then again I’m not too anxious about the normal routine either.”

“Strange tastes the lot of you have” Thornbrier spoke.

The kats pointed straight at Ace. It’s as if they were blaming him for such comments. Though it was all in fun and games as the lot of them continued to chuckle, and Beastress with Quicktron would possibly faint from any longer duration of laughing. At least not for an audible beeping sound sweeping the auditorium, the clock was on the verge of striking midnight.

“Oh wow, how time flies” Tiara chimed.

“Yes indeed. So many talks, so many people, so little time, or at least relative to your arrival to speak.” Thornbrier added.

“Now now everyone, we’ve still got one more present to unveil” Bombshell said.

“Oh?” Said Quicktron

“Really now?” pondered Tiara

“Yes” reiterated Bombshell. “It’s in fact a double present”

“Ace, come. We need to leave the auditorium for this. Everyone is calling it a night right about now anyway. We’ll all be back in the morning to enter and unwrap other presents. But this one is far too special”

“Alright, it’s just about bed time anyway.”

Ace followed Bombshell and Swisher to the nearby exit door. He was halted however before reaching the left door. That one was jammed and would not open. His attention was called back. As he faced back to do so, the other door came open, and a large object obscured his vision almost completely.

“Hey! What’s this?”

From total obscurity, he heard a giggle. He knew this giggle by ear, and he all of a sudden froze.

“Merry Christmas May” chimed the call from the two Chakats.

The tail was shifted down though Ace dare not look back. May was a Eurasian red squirrel, with the tail ratio to match his own. She was in a largely pink blousing made of of silks and held Ace in an unrealistic type grip.

“and lookie here what’s that?” Tailswisher said, pointing out the mistletoe under the door.

“Come on Ace. It’s Christmas” Bombshell pressured.

Tiara looked away simply trying not to die of bottled up laughter.

“Guys…”

“We figured that little seed of doubt would still be there.” Bombshell said

“So that’s why we decided to be good friends and provide support.” Tailswisher added

The jammed door was all of a sudden open and revealed a closet. The lights switched on to reveal a closet full of mistletoes. Ace if only looked back slightly to see the closet. His attention gazed forward with head shaking “no” rapidly. Bombshell and Tailswisher both gave a gentle push to both squirrels. The closet shuts, but not locked as the frantic struggles are heard, kissy noises in conjunctions.

“Oh and btw, it appears your flight back home was delayed an extra day Ace.”

Small shrieking could be heard inside in addition to other frantic noises. The group would chuckle and give it a few minutes before finally separating the two rodents and calling it a night. Ace walked way rather quickly to try and escape and find sleep, as tomorrow would be a time of unity from everyone. There was no escape, a very merry Christmas indeed, with Ace himself guaranteed to get his own other presents one way or another. Even Tiara had received some early insights, much to her delight and to chances of her own presents to offer.

ChaChristmas

Acevis Elecion

Here it is!!! Before midnight to make it that much more special.

Was editing and such, which made up the bulk of writing. I misspelled some words for effect, do not hound me for them.

Chakat-Fleetfoot (Fleetfoot, M'Risha)

ChakatBombshell (Bombshell)

ChakatTailswisher (Tailswisher and Armando)

DynastyGoddess (May *shudders*)

ChakatMistdancer (Mistdancer)

Quicktron (Quicktron, Beastress)

MaxisCore (Maximus Taurum)

Thornbrier (Thornbrier)

Ace, Tiara, Moranalta and Arnodalla are mine.

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