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Hey there everybody! Merry Christmas Eve!
Due to... well... EVERYTHING going on here this is a little later than I wanted to post this... buuuut here's my Christmas Present to all of you~ A pic and story~
Now there's no scrooge and no ghosts in this one... but there IS a surprising present that will CHANGE THE VERY COURSE OF PETIE'S LIFE!!!
Sorta~ Anyway hope you enjoy this excuse at warm, family-style holiday cheer ^__^
Please enjoy, fav & comment, and have a merry christmas, happy holidays, and any other celebration tied to this season you happen to practice ^,^
Characters owned by me
Pokemon NOT owned by me
Stepping back a little Petie placed his hands on his hips (despite knowing how ridiculous this had to look since he was in just a Christmas sweater and a diaper) to take it all in. Basking in a job well done for a moment the teddiursa bent over to perform the masterstroke to properly complete it. Grasping the two plugs in his paws he held them up and paused for a moment for dramatic effect before bringing them together… and blushing as he had to struggle for a moment to get them hooked up. Finally in they went and on came the Christmas tree lights.
Petie grinned as he watched the twinkling lights upon the garland and ornament bedecked tree he’d helped decorate. Technically helped decorate anyway… it was sized for his house so he’d had to use a step stool to reach the lower branches… but that counted! And Rose had lifted him up to put some of the other ornaments on too! So he got to feel proud about the end result. Letting his eyes wander from ornament to ornament Petie sloooowly worked his gaze up toward the star at the top of the tree…
Only to have some of the branches at the top rustle as a little head covered in spiky white fur popped out. Their newest pet was apparently enjoying the tree too. He’d wondered where Stardust (Jules had wanted to name the zigzagoon “Glitter”… Petie thought Stardust worked as a better name for a ziggy) had gotten to while they were working.
The little dark type grinned as she stuck her tongue out at Jules down at the bottom of the tree. The riolu was still partially tangled in a garland (he’d gotten a little… over-eager while unpacking the decoration) as he looked up at her and pouted. The riolu’s arms were currently full with Silk and Velvet as he was trying to keep the minccino and purloin from messing up the tree (this year) so he couldn’t do anything about this besides call up “Don’t mess up the tree Stardust! We worked haaard on it” as the zigzagoon just blew a raspberry in response and vanished back into the tree.
Glancing around Petie noted where their last two pets were… he didn’t have to look far as Lace had been eagerly running in circles around the tree yapping in excitement since he’d plugged the lights in. Felina meanwhile was back in the corner stretched out, right next to the heating vent he noted, and didn’t seem to find the holiday cheer to be anything worth missing a nap for. He’d try and sneak a bow on her collar later.
All that left was his sisters, who were still at home anyway (Sarah was due to arrive later in the week), and Rose had fetched Holly & Carol. His precious baby sisters were chirping and squeaking in delight as they waved their little paws. Trying to grab the pretty lights and sparkles on the tree even as Rose held them a safe distance away. Taking another deep breath Petie let his grin get bigger as he could almost smell gingerbread in the air… and he hoped it wasn’t just candles~ THIS was Christmas! THIS was the happiest time of the yea-
“Petie?”
Aaaaand Petie’s face immediately fell to a frown as he heard his step-dad pipe up behind him. Biting back a groan the teddiursa took another deep breath, this time to clear his head, and schooled his face back to a neutral expression. They’d had TALKS about this… Momma and Rose had had talks with him about this. Even if he wasn’t gonna call James… “Dad” anytime soon (or ever, but they insisted he’d come to terms with it eventually) didn’t mean he had to dislike him. That wasn’t fair to him… and it wasn’t healthy either. Once he was sure he’d gotten his sudden spike of annoyance under control he turned around to look at the abomasnow.
“Yeah?”
“Come here please, Gwen and I would like to talk to you.”
Petie inwardly groaned, sensing some kind of lecture on the horizon, as he waddled over to the couch were Momma and James were sitting. Inwardly debating if he should just scramble up onto Momma’s lap he decided the open space between them was safer even if it was where James wanted him to go. As much as he liked Momma’s lap it left him vulnerable to her picking him up and putting him in his step-dad’s lap… something he’d rather avoid.
Scrambling straight up the massive couch Petie plopped down. “… is this about Stardust? Cause I already told you I dunno why she likes me…” he started before blushing as both grown-ups laughed. His blush faded to a soft pink though as Momma started to stroke his ears. “No, no, no, this has nothing to do with that~” she cooed “James and I have been discussing a little… surprise present to give you and we wanted your opinion on it is all, you’re not in trouble honeypot~” as soothing as Momma’s cooing and touch was Petie rolled over that explanation in his head. Even if James wasn’t involved having them want to talk to him about a surprise present left him feeling nervous…
“Petie, how would you feel about having a middle name?”
“… havin’ a whaaa?” Petie blurted out, utterly baffled as he stared up at his step-dad, reservations replaced by confusion. “A middle name, we’d been talking about giving you one.” James explained, the pine tree mon smiling reassuringly past his whiskers “We wanted to hear your thoughts on it before we went any further though since it’ll ultimately be your decision.” In the silence that followed Petie was vaguely aware he’d become the center of attention in the room and everybody was looking… but he was a little too busy grappling with just how bizarre this was to really pay attention to it. Finally he managed to pull all his confusion together into a single, coherent question…
“Whyyyyyyy?”
Coherent maybe, complex not so much… but it seemed to get the message across. “Well…” Momma spoke up, Petie huffing a little as he was tugged to sit on her lap as she did so “I normally wouldn’t consider it… but I will admit my choice of names for you might not have been the best.” she explained slowly as Petie instinctively felt his fur fluff up in indignation. His Momma named him and Momma was the best so how dare somebody imply she didn’t give him a good name even Momm-waaaaait a minute… “Come on my little cubby, I KNOW people have asked you what Petie is short for, haven’t they?” she asked, sounding like she was struggling not to laugh seeing his reaction.
Petie just blushed and looked away. He wasn’t gonna lie to Momma’s face and tell her they hadn’t… even if it was ages ago he still remembered the snickers and looks of pity when he’d introduced himself to his new class in Viridian and told them it wasn’t short for anything. Heck, he could remember people asking the question to Momma’s face when they were in the store with her and they assumed he was a little kid. Petie wasn’t a BAD name… it was HIS name… but he couldn’t deny it diiiid kinda sound like a nickname you’d give a little kid…
“So I thought you could go by your middle name if you wanted to try and sound a little more mature and not like you’re introducing yourself to the playgroup~” Momma said, tracing his line of thought as easily as she traced circles in his rounded tummy and reduced him to infantile giggles. Clumsily batting her massive hand away Petie blushed more and pouted, unwilling to concede this argument over something as silly as a single valid point. Not when he’d just managed to think up a much BETTER argument… okay it was childish as heck but it was all he’d come up with so far… but it’d do the trick.
“Well Rose doesn’t have a middle name-“
“Huh? Oh, I do… wait, I didn’t tell you?”
Petie stopped short, mouth hanging open, in confusion again at what his big sister had cut in to say. He snapped his mouth shut as Momma tickled his chin teasingly and looked over at the kangaskhan as she bounced his baby sisters in her arms. “You didn’t.” he said, sounding a little put out as Rose giggled and shrugged, simply saying “Sorry?” before focusing on the twins again as nobody spoke for a brief time. Till Momma cleared her throat “I think Petie meant he wants to know WHAT your middle name is Rose… I would to, James mentioned you had it but I thought it’d be better to hear it from you, alright dear?”
“Oh, OH! Right!” Rose blushed, a rare sight as far as Petie was concerned, and giggled. Hopping down in one of the chairs to cradle the babies on her lap “My middle names Bell actually, Rose Bell Julafton… you know, bell as in Christmas bells, jingle bells, sleigh bells…?” Petie could fell everybody’s head (his included) sloooowly turn to give James a flat look as the massive abomasnow gave a sheepish grin and chuckle before shrugging “It’s a weakness?” he said as Petie rolled his eyes and turned back to Rose.
“Well how come this is the first time I’m hearing about this?”
“Well I kinda stopped mentioning it after pre-school actually…”
************
“Come along Rosebell.” the elderly and hard of hearing blastoise in charge of the pre-school cooed as she tried to lead the little purple mini-khan along by the hand. The little girl puffed her cheeks out, stomped her foot, and shook her head making her oversized silver pigtails and pink bows whip back and forth as she protests “Noooooo! Na Rosebell! Rose! Bell! Rose! Bell!” the elderly turtle just tutted her and led her off for the nap she was so sure the grumpy tot needed.
************
“After a whole year of that I baaaasically stopped mentioning it to anybody…” Rose said, looking up thoughtfully as she shared the tale “I mean… it’s not that I don’t LIKE it… it’s just a habit I guess.” she chuckled and grinned “Heck, the only one of my friends who knows about it is June I think. We went to the same pre-school and ended up in time out together for rough-housing half the time~” Petie, desperately trying to wrap his mind around the concept of Rose ever being “Little” (he’d seen her baby pictures, it still wasn’t easy for him to comprehend though), just nodded numbly “O… kaaaay… so you have a middle name… um… uh…” he pouted and started squirming in Momma’s lap as he couldn’t think of another argument against this idea on the spot.
“Maybe you should listen to what James had in mind for your middle name first, okay sweetheart?” Momma cooed, easily subduing Petie’s squirming by rubbing his head soothingly. Puffing his cheeks out even more and folding his arms Petie reluctantly turned his head to look up at his step-dad… who seemed all too pleased with how this was going for his liking. “Well I’d been thinking on this for a bit and I think I came up with a perfectly dignified middle name-“ the abomasnow elaborated, puffing himself up and smiling broadly as Petie waited for the horrible Christmas pun he KNEW was coming.
“Tell me, how would you like to be Petie Noel Julafton?”
“… Noel?” Blinking for a moment Petie could feel the brightly colored plastic gear in his head catch and stop turning for a moment. He’d been expecting something like Kringle or Rudolph or Round John… his was utterly blanking on the reference and it bugged him cause he knew he knew it and it should have been obvious… “And I don’t remember any other Noel’s in the family.” Momma spoke up and the pieces clicked in place for Petie as he facepalmed and groaned “So that’d make you-“ she continued only for Petie to point a little paw at her accusingly.
“Momma. PWEASE. Don-“
“The first Noel?”
Petie groaned and put his face back in his paws again as Jules spoke up and he could hear the muffled chuckles from Rose and James. “What? What was fun-oooooh! Like the song!” Jules chirped before giggling a little himself as Petie’s annoyance turned into eye rolling embarrassment. A distraction he regretted as James’s hands gently picked him up around his middle and set him on the ice types lap. Petie immediately fluffed up in protest as he found himself looking up into the eyes of his stepfather “So… what do you think?” James asked, smiling as he was nice enough to make no further attempt to coddle Petie “Will it work, should I go back to the drawing board, or are you fine not having a middle name? I tried not to make the joke THAT obvious…”
Petie immediately raised a paw and opened his mouth to say some variation of “Heck No!” but stopped short… the thought of which of those he was actually saying “Heck No” TOO giving him pause. If he was being honest with himself he didn’t really CARE if he had a middle name or not… and Christmas pun aside it WAS more mature sounding than Petie. He begrudgingly had to admit that much. So if he didn’t just hate the idea outright for no reason then why exactly was he objecting…
Was it cause he didn’t like change (obvious diaper joke he hated he mentally made notwithstanding)? Not really… there’s been so many changes as of late he honestly couldn’t see one more making any difference. There was the “it was James’s idea, therefore I don’t like it” factor… but even with his dislike of his stepdad he couldn’t bring himself to refuse on those grounds. He’d be no better than a real bratty toddler if he did that. It wouldn’t be fair to James. So all that left was the whole Christmas pun angle… which WAS a legitimate objection as far as Petie was concerned… buuuut Holly, Carol… Bell (it still felt weird associating THAT with Rose)… it kinda was already a family tradition at this point…
Glancing around hoping to find some other reason to object his gaze locked on Momma. A small part of him noticed she had a shopping bag out and guessed it must be something else for the tree… but the main thing he noticed was her hopeful, optimistic look. “… fine… I’ll be Noel…” he grumped, falling into a sulky pout as he slumped. His resistance robbed at the idea this could make Momma happy. “Dun see why na-“ he started to say… devolving into a “HEY!” as James gently ruffled his hair “Thank you! Thank you very much Petie~” the ice type cooed proudly… as Petie furious swatted at the offending hand on his head in protest.
Before Petie could ACTUALLY speak up and protest Momma scooped him off James’s lap. “Thank you honeypot~ This means a lot~” she cooed, holding him up and rubbing noses with him. Caught off guard he fell back on time honed reflex… by kicking the air and giggling like an infant as he rubbed noses right back with her. He was still giggling as Momma moved to cradle him with one arm… right up until he noticed a very familiar look in her eyes and the giggles abruptly stopped. “It ESPECIALLY means this will be Petie Noel Julafton’s first official Christmas-“ she said, reaching into the shopping bag that suddenly took on a much more ominous meaning in Petie’s mind. He already knew all to well what his Momma was about to pull out, what THAT twinkle in her eyes meant, but he had to hope he was wron-
“so we have some Christmas card photos to take~” she cooed, pulling the stantler themed costume onesie from the bag. Identical to the ones they’d put onto his baby sisters earlier to get photos to send out to friends and family for Christmas. Identical all the way down to the dark colored mittens and booties meant to act as hooves.. except for the size. He already felt Momma’s paw effortless rolling up his sweater to tug it off and make room for his new outfit as the protests escaped his throat.
“Noooo no no no no no-“
“Lets get you into some fresh Cuddlebutts and your costume my little Cupid~”
“Noooooooo!”
“Oh~? How about Donner or Blitzen~? We’ll figure it out~”
The End~
Due to... well... EVERYTHING going on here this is a little later than I wanted to post this... buuuut here's my Christmas Present to all of you~ A pic and story~
Now there's no scrooge and no ghosts in this one... but there IS a surprising present that will CHANGE THE VERY COURSE OF PETIE'S LIFE!!!
Sorta~ Anyway hope you enjoy this excuse at warm, family-style holiday cheer ^__^
Please enjoy, fav & comment, and have a merry christmas, happy holidays, and any other celebration tied to this season you happen to practice ^,^
Characters owned by me
Pokemon NOT owned by me
PCA - Petie’s Christmas CarolStepping back a little Petie placed his hands on his hips (despite knowing how ridiculous this had to look since he was in just a Christmas sweater and a diaper) to take it all in. Basking in a job well done for a moment the teddiursa bent over to perform the masterstroke to properly complete it. Grasping the two plugs in his paws he held them up and paused for a moment for dramatic effect before bringing them together… and blushing as he had to struggle for a moment to get them hooked up. Finally in they went and on came the Christmas tree lights.
Petie grinned as he watched the twinkling lights upon the garland and ornament bedecked tree he’d helped decorate. Technically helped decorate anyway… it was sized for his house so he’d had to use a step stool to reach the lower branches… but that counted! And Rose had lifted him up to put some of the other ornaments on too! So he got to feel proud about the end result. Letting his eyes wander from ornament to ornament Petie sloooowly worked his gaze up toward the star at the top of the tree…
Only to have some of the branches at the top rustle as a little head covered in spiky white fur popped out. Their newest pet was apparently enjoying the tree too. He’d wondered where Stardust (Jules had wanted to name the zigzagoon “Glitter”… Petie thought Stardust worked as a better name for a ziggy) had gotten to while they were working.
The little dark type grinned as she stuck her tongue out at Jules down at the bottom of the tree. The riolu was still partially tangled in a garland (he’d gotten a little… over-eager while unpacking the decoration) as he looked up at her and pouted. The riolu’s arms were currently full with Silk and Velvet as he was trying to keep the minccino and purloin from messing up the tree (this year) so he couldn’t do anything about this besides call up “Don’t mess up the tree Stardust! We worked haaard on it” as the zigzagoon just blew a raspberry in response and vanished back into the tree.
Glancing around Petie noted where their last two pets were… he didn’t have to look far as Lace had been eagerly running in circles around the tree yapping in excitement since he’d plugged the lights in. Felina meanwhile was back in the corner stretched out, right next to the heating vent he noted, and didn’t seem to find the holiday cheer to be anything worth missing a nap for. He’d try and sneak a bow on her collar later.
All that left was his sisters, who were still at home anyway (Sarah was due to arrive later in the week), and Rose had fetched Holly & Carol. His precious baby sisters were chirping and squeaking in delight as they waved their little paws. Trying to grab the pretty lights and sparkles on the tree even as Rose held them a safe distance away. Taking another deep breath Petie let his grin get bigger as he could almost smell gingerbread in the air… and he hoped it wasn’t just candles~ THIS was Christmas! THIS was the happiest time of the yea-
“Petie?”
Aaaaand Petie’s face immediately fell to a frown as he heard his step-dad pipe up behind him. Biting back a groan the teddiursa took another deep breath, this time to clear his head, and schooled his face back to a neutral expression. They’d had TALKS about this… Momma and Rose had had talks with him about this. Even if he wasn’t gonna call James… “Dad” anytime soon (or ever, but they insisted he’d come to terms with it eventually) didn’t mean he had to dislike him. That wasn’t fair to him… and it wasn’t healthy either. Once he was sure he’d gotten his sudden spike of annoyance under control he turned around to look at the abomasnow.
“Yeah?”
“Come here please, Gwen and I would like to talk to you.”
Petie inwardly groaned, sensing some kind of lecture on the horizon, as he waddled over to the couch were Momma and James were sitting. Inwardly debating if he should just scramble up onto Momma’s lap he decided the open space between them was safer even if it was where James wanted him to go. As much as he liked Momma’s lap it left him vulnerable to her picking him up and putting him in his step-dad’s lap… something he’d rather avoid.
Scrambling straight up the massive couch Petie plopped down. “… is this about Stardust? Cause I already told you I dunno why she likes me…” he started before blushing as both grown-ups laughed. His blush faded to a soft pink though as Momma started to stroke his ears. “No, no, no, this has nothing to do with that~” she cooed “James and I have been discussing a little… surprise present to give you and we wanted your opinion on it is all, you’re not in trouble honeypot~” as soothing as Momma’s cooing and touch was Petie rolled over that explanation in his head. Even if James wasn’t involved having them want to talk to him about a surprise present left him feeling nervous…
“Petie, how would you feel about having a middle name?”
“… havin’ a whaaa?” Petie blurted out, utterly baffled as he stared up at his step-dad, reservations replaced by confusion. “A middle name, we’d been talking about giving you one.” James explained, the pine tree mon smiling reassuringly past his whiskers “We wanted to hear your thoughts on it before we went any further though since it’ll ultimately be your decision.” In the silence that followed Petie was vaguely aware he’d become the center of attention in the room and everybody was looking… but he was a little too busy grappling with just how bizarre this was to really pay attention to it. Finally he managed to pull all his confusion together into a single, coherent question…
“Whyyyyyyy?”
Coherent maybe, complex not so much… but it seemed to get the message across. “Well…” Momma spoke up, Petie huffing a little as he was tugged to sit on her lap as she did so “I normally wouldn’t consider it… but I will admit my choice of names for you might not have been the best.” she explained slowly as Petie instinctively felt his fur fluff up in indignation. His Momma named him and Momma was the best so how dare somebody imply she didn’t give him a good name even Momm-waaaaait a minute… “Come on my little cubby, I KNOW people have asked you what Petie is short for, haven’t they?” she asked, sounding like she was struggling not to laugh seeing his reaction.
Petie just blushed and looked away. He wasn’t gonna lie to Momma’s face and tell her they hadn’t… even if it was ages ago he still remembered the snickers and looks of pity when he’d introduced himself to his new class in Viridian and told them it wasn’t short for anything. Heck, he could remember people asking the question to Momma’s face when they were in the store with her and they assumed he was a little kid. Petie wasn’t a BAD name… it was HIS name… but he couldn’t deny it diiiid kinda sound like a nickname you’d give a little kid…
“So I thought you could go by your middle name if you wanted to try and sound a little more mature and not like you’re introducing yourself to the playgroup~” Momma said, tracing his line of thought as easily as she traced circles in his rounded tummy and reduced him to infantile giggles. Clumsily batting her massive hand away Petie blushed more and pouted, unwilling to concede this argument over something as silly as a single valid point. Not when he’d just managed to think up a much BETTER argument… okay it was childish as heck but it was all he’d come up with so far… but it’d do the trick.
“Well Rose doesn’t have a middle name-“
“Huh? Oh, I do… wait, I didn’t tell you?”
Petie stopped short, mouth hanging open, in confusion again at what his big sister had cut in to say. He snapped his mouth shut as Momma tickled his chin teasingly and looked over at the kangaskhan as she bounced his baby sisters in her arms. “You didn’t.” he said, sounding a little put out as Rose giggled and shrugged, simply saying “Sorry?” before focusing on the twins again as nobody spoke for a brief time. Till Momma cleared her throat “I think Petie meant he wants to know WHAT your middle name is Rose… I would to, James mentioned you had it but I thought it’d be better to hear it from you, alright dear?”
“Oh, OH! Right!” Rose blushed, a rare sight as far as Petie was concerned, and giggled. Hopping down in one of the chairs to cradle the babies on her lap “My middle names Bell actually, Rose Bell Julafton… you know, bell as in Christmas bells, jingle bells, sleigh bells…?” Petie could fell everybody’s head (his included) sloooowly turn to give James a flat look as the massive abomasnow gave a sheepish grin and chuckle before shrugging “It’s a weakness?” he said as Petie rolled his eyes and turned back to Rose.
“Well how come this is the first time I’m hearing about this?”
“Well I kinda stopped mentioning it after pre-school actually…”
************
“Come along Rosebell.” the elderly and hard of hearing blastoise in charge of the pre-school cooed as she tried to lead the little purple mini-khan along by the hand. The little girl puffed her cheeks out, stomped her foot, and shook her head making her oversized silver pigtails and pink bows whip back and forth as she protests “Noooooo! Na Rosebell! Rose! Bell! Rose! Bell!” the elderly turtle just tutted her and led her off for the nap she was so sure the grumpy tot needed.
************
“After a whole year of that I baaaasically stopped mentioning it to anybody…” Rose said, looking up thoughtfully as she shared the tale “I mean… it’s not that I don’t LIKE it… it’s just a habit I guess.” she chuckled and grinned “Heck, the only one of my friends who knows about it is June I think. We went to the same pre-school and ended up in time out together for rough-housing half the time~” Petie, desperately trying to wrap his mind around the concept of Rose ever being “Little” (he’d seen her baby pictures, it still wasn’t easy for him to comprehend though), just nodded numbly “O… kaaaay… so you have a middle name… um… uh…” he pouted and started squirming in Momma’s lap as he couldn’t think of another argument against this idea on the spot.
“Maybe you should listen to what James had in mind for your middle name first, okay sweetheart?” Momma cooed, easily subduing Petie’s squirming by rubbing his head soothingly. Puffing his cheeks out even more and folding his arms Petie reluctantly turned his head to look up at his step-dad… who seemed all too pleased with how this was going for his liking. “Well I’d been thinking on this for a bit and I think I came up with a perfectly dignified middle name-“ the abomasnow elaborated, puffing himself up and smiling broadly as Petie waited for the horrible Christmas pun he KNEW was coming.
“Tell me, how would you like to be Petie Noel Julafton?”
“… Noel?” Blinking for a moment Petie could feel the brightly colored plastic gear in his head catch and stop turning for a moment. He’d been expecting something like Kringle or Rudolph or Round John… his was utterly blanking on the reference and it bugged him cause he knew he knew it and it should have been obvious… “And I don’t remember any other Noel’s in the family.” Momma spoke up and the pieces clicked in place for Petie as he facepalmed and groaned “So that’d make you-“ she continued only for Petie to point a little paw at her accusingly.
“Momma. PWEASE. Don-“
“The first Noel?”
Petie groaned and put his face back in his paws again as Jules spoke up and he could hear the muffled chuckles from Rose and James. “What? What was fun-oooooh! Like the song!” Jules chirped before giggling a little himself as Petie’s annoyance turned into eye rolling embarrassment. A distraction he regretted as James’s hands gently picked him up around his middle and set him on the ice types lap. Petie immediately fluffed up in protest as he found himself looking up into the eyes of his stepfather “So… what do you think?” James asked, smiling as he was nice enough to make no further attempt to coddle Petie “Will it work, should I go back to the drawing board, or are you fine not having a middle name? I tried not to make the joke THAT obvious…”
Petie immediately raised a paw and opened his mouth to say some variation of “Heck No!” but stopped short… the thought of which of those he was actually saying “Heck No” TOO giving him pause. If he was being honest with himself he didn’t really CARE if he had a middle name or not… and Christmas pun aside it WAS more mature sounding than Petie. He begrudgingly had to admit that much. So if he didn’t just hate the idea outright for no reason then why exactly was he objecting…
Was it cause he didn’t like change (obvious diaper joke he hated he mentally made notwithstanding)? Not really… there’s been so many changes as of late he honestly couldn’t see one more making any difference. There was the “it was James’s idea, therefore I don’t like it” factor… but even with his dislike of his stepdad he couldn’t bring himself to refuse on those grounds. He’d be no better than a real bratty toddler if he did that. It wouldn’t be fair to James. So all that left was the whole Christmas pun angle… which WAS a legitimate objection as far as Petie was concerned… buuuut Holly, Carol… Bell (it still felt weird associating THAT with Rose)… it kinda was already a family tradition at this point…
Glancing around hoping to find some other reason to object his gaze locked on Momma. A small part of him noticed she had a shopping bag out and guessed it must be something else for the tree… but the main thing he noticed was her hopeful, optimistic look. “… fine… I’ll be Noel…” he grumped, falling into a sulky pout as he slumped. His resistance robbed at the idea this could make Momma happy. “Dun see why na-“ he started to say… devolving into a “HEY!” as James gently ruffled his hair “Thank you! Thank you very much Petie~” the ice type cooed proudly… as Petie furious swatted at the offending hand on his head in protest.
Before Petie could ACTUALLY speak up and protest Momma scooped him off James’s lap. “Thank you honeypot~ This means a lot~” she cooed, holding him up and rubbing noses with him. Caught off guard he fell back on time honed reflex… by kicking the air and giggling like an infant as he rubbed noses right back with her. He was still giggling as Momma moved to cradle him with one arm… right up until he noticed a very familiar look in her eyes and the giggles abruptly stopped. “It ESPECIALLY means this will be Petie Noel Julafton’s first official Christmas-“ she said, reaching into the shopping bag that suddenly took on a much more ominous meaning in Petie’s mind. He already knew all to well what his Momma was about to pull out, what THAT twinkle in her eyes meant, but he had to hope he was wron-
“so we have some Christmas card photos to take~” she cooed, pulling the stantler themed costume onesie from the bag. Identical to the ones they’d put onto his baby sisters earlier to get photos to send out to friends and family for Christmas. Identical all the way down to the dark colored mittens and booties meant to act as hooves.. except for the size. He already felt Momma’s paw effortless rolling up his sweater to tug it off and make room for his new outfit as the protests escaped his throat.
“Noooo no no no no no-“
“Lets get you into some fresh Cuddlebutts and your costume my little Cupid~”
“Noooooooo!”
“Oh~? How about Donner or Blitzen~? We’ll figure it out~”
The End~
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Petie went most of his life with the only "Dad" he had being a no-show he has no conscious memory of at all. Cue suddenly getting a step-dad he never wanted to fill a role in his life he didn't care to have filled. He's naturally resistant to getting to know this new guy who married his mom. Glad you liked the story though =3 and thanks, thought it'd make it look more homey.
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