FUSION FALLS: TAKE TWO!

by The Cowardly Christian

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

"What holiday is this?" Asami ask Korra as they walked around the shopping center near Canterlot Castle. everywhere they looked they saw gambling, booze, orgies, cross-dressing, celebratory burning of a yule log around Evergreens to ward off winter depression and a 'beggar' was voted 'the lord of misrule'.

"I DECLARE ALL CRIME IS LEGAL! IT'S PURGE TIME BABY!", screamed the newly crowned Stan Pines.

"Saturnalia, apparently it was started by a lost tribe of Tecaxic-Calixtlahuaca pagan Roman settlers that shipwrecked in America around 1476. It'd basically a 'Second Christmas' around here.

They turn a corner and find a bunch of monsters celebrating Yagmer(1). All around they saw them burning stumps, little boys chasing girls around trying to get a kiss under the hovering missletog beetles, newborn hatchlings touched the forehead of their ancestral corpses to symbolically connect them to their family roots and set fire to the local hamburglar...

"I'm surprise how widespread it's become," Asami said looking around. "Why are all the decorations Christmas themed?"

"From what I understand when they first started this after the Merge, The ones who set things up used the leftover decorations from last Christmas... and it just struck... Well that and it's just cheaper," Korra explains with a shrug.

"Hmmm...dose Santa deliver presents to this?," Asami asked with interest.

"Eh...their still in court deciding if it's their department or not. MAYBE Saturnalia will get them, but I doubt Yagmir will get the same treatment as it's only celebrated in places where there's a large population of monsters."

"Well, that doesn't seem fair. Monsters are everywhere these days. So why shouldn't they get included too?"

Before Korra can answer-

"GIVE ME YOUR BOOZE OR I'LL SMASH YOUR FACE IN!" Screamed a drunken Stan as he lead a equally drunken mob to riot!

It was the night before Satrunalia and all through the house, not a creature was stirring... except for Slenderman. Slenderman sneaks through the leaving naught but shadows and wisps as he goes to the twins room.

Dipper was not here... He'd been sleeping at Wendy's house or anyone that would have him since the party, still furious over Tyrone's creation/death.

Which is why Mable is left alone by just about everyone, for no matter how you look at it, she's the reason why someone died...

Slenderman menacingly looms over Mable's bed. As she toss and turns in a cold sweat as nightmares of everyone mocking her, blaming her and abandoning her filled her dreams.

"Right... let's get this over with..." Slenderman whispers to himself.

He rises to full height, he hovers over mable, the shadows look ready to devour her...

With a snap of his fingers... milk, cookies, a Santa hat and a gift appear all around the slumbering child. Which Slenderman places on her chest and on her head, looking annoyed as he does so...or as best as he could look like that without a face...

"These gifts are not from me... but from one from the few people I care about. I don't believe you deserve it... but she would. I hate you, but she would love you. I would see you broken, she would see you get a second chance. I would see you rot in hell, she would see you with her in heaven. Tomorrow, I will break you. Tomorrow, I will torment you. TOMORROW, I will make you suffer. But today... today in the name of HER king and savior... I wish you pleasant dreams..." Slenderman snaps his finger and dancing sugar plumbs fill her dreams...banishing the nightmares and making her smile.

He leaves without a word, disappearing into the shadows of the room. Mable hugs the present to her chest more. With a tag on it revealing who sent Slenderman to deliver the present...

From: Beverly Riebold

To: Mable

Have a happy holiday sweetie, God made you special and he loves you very much.(2)