"Hey guys, it's been a while since we've all been in this little author chamber, huh?" Bubbly asked.

She was sitting in a simple couch, a red fluffy santa hat plopped down onto her head carelessly. She was wearing practically the same outfit, only with the hat to show that it was indeed Christmas time.

"Yay! We're back here!" Blue cheered.

Blue was dressed up as an elf, with bright green clothing and a pointy elf hat on, some fake elf ears taped to the side of his skull. He had been wearing the pointed shoes, but kicked them off since they were uncomfortable.

"I look like I exploded," Dust commented.

He was wearing a red santa hat, like Bubbly's, only with a red coat and black boots to join the outfit. A jar of pop tarts shaped into cookies was sitting on his lap, which he and Blue took no time to hesitate reaching inside and immediately wolfing down.

"Heh, boop," Sans said, reaching up and booping the red nose stuck on Grillby's nose.

Grillby had antlers too, but christmas lights were wrapped around them to light them up a bright red and green combination. He even had on a long coat made to look like deer skin.

Sans, meanwhile, was dressed up as a small little snowman, with fluffy white clothes and a carrot tapped to his nose socket. The clothing didn't restrain his movement at all, and it was rather comfortable.

"I hate all of this," Geno said.

He was dressed up as a Christmas tree, with green frills for the leaves and lights wrapped around his clothing. His red scarf still stayed around his neck, but his face made him look extremely miserable.

"You're the light of my life," Death snorted at his own joke.

He was wearing the same shaped cloak, only with the color black being replaced with a swirl of red and green. Other than that, there were no visible changes.

"I swear to Toby Fox I'm going to burn this place down the first chance I get," Geno said, glaring at Death's pun.

"Oh, you think you're miserable?" Nightmare snapped.

Nightmare, the usual darkly dressed person, was dressed up the brightest. He had on an angel costume, complete with wings and a little floating golden circle above his head. He even had a golden harp in his hands, which he wanted to burn.

"At least you don't look like dinner to a wolf," Cross said.

He was dressed up in a little lamb onesie, with bright white fluffy fur and little beady black eyes on the hood. Cross looked just as miserable as Nightmare.

"You look so cute and cuddly, why should you be upset!" Nightmare asked, "I look like someone threw me into a white chocolate river shortly after I joined a band."

"I think my outfit is just fine," Sci said.

The scientist was wearing a simple faded brown cloak and was holding a stick with a rounded top, nothing else really to his costume. That's why he liked it, it was pretty simple.

"I gatta agree, I like our crap," Fell said, gesturing to his reindeer onesie.

"I feel like I'm being strangled," Killer said, pulling at the collar of his costume.

He was dressed as a nutcracker, with red, white, and golden outlined clothes that hugged his body uncomfortably. He had a nerf gun next to his side to go with the costume, little harmless bullets inside of it.

"I'm literally just a star, that's it," Dream said, looking down at his star outfit.

"I've never even have seen snow before," Lust said.

Lust was wearing a light blue dress covered in white snowflakes, which would glow under a light everytime he moved.

"I don't even have my axe!" Horror whined.

He was wearing a candy cane suit top, with black pants and black dress shoes. He had a big plastic candy cane sitting next to him on the ground, serving as a replacement for his usual weapon.

"Why am I dressed up as the grinch?" Geno asked, poking the green fur outfit he was wearing.

"And why am I a dog, exactly?" Ink questioned, pulling at his dog onesie.

"C'mon guys, it's christmas! Lighten up!" The author said.

"I'm already bright enough!" Nightmare snapped.

"So, if we went through a haunted house for Halloween, what are we doing for Christmas?" Lust asked.

"If you make me fight a giant Santa again I'm leaving," Geno said.

"No, it's going to be Christmas themed this time!" Bubbly said, "So no spooky stuff, now it's time for Santa and fun and gifts and stuff of that category!"

"I still don't like Santa, he's an old creep who knows everything about you and can sneak in no matter what defenses you put up around the house," Geno said.

"Are we doing a secret santa?" Blue asked hopefully.

"Maybe, but first we're doing a little activity!" Bubbly said, snapping her fingers as the white room around them shifted.

Soon, it resembled a young child's bedroom, with posters on the walls, a large bed in the corner of the room. The only part that didn't change was Bubbly's seat she was sitting on, which remained exactly the same. A random large book appeared on her lap, the cover splashed with glitter of red and green.

"Skits!" Bubbly said, "You each have a role in this Christmas story, and you'll be acting it out. So, basically this is how this is going to work. I will read out what you have to do, and you have to act and put your own little creative touch on your acting. There is no determined end to this story, it writes out as it goes. I'm just the narrator who butts in every once in awhile so that way we can keep the story flowing. Does that sound alright?"

"I don't act, I'm a terrible actor!" Geno said.

"Man, this is not Geno's day," Killer whispered to Dream, who nodded.

"So first up, Nightmare and Dream will be playing as the two twins who are sleeping on Christmas eve," The brown haired female said, gesturing for the two to stand up and go to the bed.

"Fine, let's get this over with," Nightmare grumbled.

"Are we playing as children?" Dream asked, "Or am I playing as a star?"

"Oh, no, that's just for Christmas spirit," Bubbly said, waving her hand, "it actually has nothing to do with the story."

The two twins went over to the bed and sat down, both of them looking over at the author to see what to do next.

"Um, what now?" Nightmare asked.

"Now the story starts!" Bubbly cheered.

The room dimmed, the fireplace next to Bubbly suddenly lighting up to cast a warm glow across her figure. She opened up the book to the first page before looking up at the twins. All of the other characters took their seats around her couch, waiting for their turns to be involved in the story.

And thus the story started.

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"It was a cold winter night, December 24th to be exact," She said, "Nightmare and Dream were both sleeping when suddenly, a loud sound was heard from downstairs which startled them awake."

Both Dream and Nightmare stared awkwardly at her with a confused look before she cleared her throat, saying, "Be startled awake guys."

"Oh no, I was suddenly awoken by a loud and unidentified sound," Nightmare said, putting the back of his hand against his forehead, "And it so happens to be on Christmas eve! What a coincidence!"

"I too have been startled awake, and that is scary!" Dream said in an awkward voice.

Some of the others snorted at their acting while Grillby chuckled, Bubbly smiling.

"They decided to go check it out," Bubbly said.

"I think we should go check out the sound," Nightmare said, "Even though it will probably get us killed."

"I must agree, we should!" Dream said.

Both of them stared at Bubbly before she gestured for them to leave, the two getting up and looking around for a door.

"Yeah, there's no exit," Dream said.

"Yeah, we aren't leaving the room, it's too much work," Bubbly said, waving her hand as the scene changed again.

"Isn't it more work to change the room though?" Lust asked.

"Shush, we do not exist now," Dust said.

They were all now gathered in a living room, with a large Christmas tree in the corner with no presents underneath it. But, as the last change, the chaired stayed the same, along with the fireplace next to the author.

"Blue, you're going to be in this one," Bubbly said.

"Yay!" Blue cheered.

"As the villian."

"Wait, what?"

"But he's too snuggly wuggly to be a villain!" Dust complained, hugging Blue.

"The Magnificent Blue is too much of a hero to be a villain!" He said, "However, if you must need a villian, I shall be the villain!"

"Alright, back into the story," Bubbly said, "Standing there, above the Christmas tree with their stolen presents. Blue, the mean grinch who lived up the hill, laughed evilly."

"But I'm dressed up as the grinch, I think I'd suit the role more," Error said.

"Nah, Blue's the grinch, now laugh Blue!"

"Mweh!" Blue laughed.

"Good enough," She said, "Now, Dream and Nightmare were very surprised."

"How dare he steal my christmas presents," Nightmare said in a dull voice, lazily shaking his hands.

"The Magnificent Blue had trumped you two by stealing your presents!" He said loudly.

"Nightmare and Dream were devastated as the grinch jumped out the window, laughing his unholy laugh the whole way."

"And you'll never get the presents ba-Wait my laugh isn't unholy!"

"Well, technically it can't be holy unless your an angle," Cross said, pointing to Nightmare.

"Just jump out the window so we can get this over with," Geno said.

"Fine," Blue said, opening up the window, "Yeah, there's just a wall here."

"Just leave the scene," Bubbly said, "You won't be coming back for awhile."

"Why does he get to leave already?" Nightmare whined.

"Because we're the main characters!" Dream said.

"That's stupid," His twin muttered.

"The two brothers then decided to go out on an adventure to recover the stolen items," The author narrated, "But first, they would need some armor."

"What?" Grillby laughed.

"Always use protection kids," Death snorted, "Especially on celebration days!"

"Did you seriously just make that joke?" Ink asked Death.

"I hate all of you and all of this," Geno said, gesturing to everything.

"Can I switch roles with Blue?" Nightmare asked, raising his hand.

"I ran out of pop tarts!" Dust yelled in terror.

"Guys, guys, let's just move onto the next part of the story, the blacksmiths part," Bubbly said, waving her hand.

This time, the scene shifted into a blacksmith, with Nightmare and Dream both standing behind a counter with a single bell on it.

"Do I ring the bell?" Nightmare asked.

"I think we ring the bell," Dream confirmed.

Nightmare pressed his finger against the top once, the loud 'ding' filling the room as he looked over at the leader of this chapter, who gestured for him to ring it again. So he did, her once again gesturing for him to do it again with a soft smile on his face. So, glaring at her the entire time, he picked up his fist and slammed it into the bell, the metal crushing under the force of his punch.

"Okay, Grillby and Sans, you both run the blacksmith, you two are up," Bubbly said after her fit of giggling.

"I have a skele-ton of puns I can use for this," Sans said, chuckling as he stood up.

"This should be fun, I've never done skits before," Grillby said.

The two went behind the counter, Sans instantly sitting down onto the single chair behind the counter so that way he wouldn't have to stand.

"Hello good sirs I do not know since I've never met you before, whatever would you like to buy?" Sans said, Grillby covering his mouth as he snorted.

"Is there even anything to buy?" Nightmare asked, looking around.

"There's a box of stuff underneath this desk," Grillby said, pushing Sans and his chair aside before lifting up the box and dropping it onto the counter with a resounding thud.

Nightmare and Blue started to rummage around inside of the box, both of them looking for any sort of item that would draw their attention. A pirate hat was taken out, a plastic sword was taken out, then following those were a pile of sand, a classic looking bomb from the cartoons, and a dead bush.

"What the f*ck?" Nightmare asked, holding the dead bush and sand, "Why are these even in here?"

"My sand collection, duh," Sans said, "And I obviously grow dead bushes inside of the sand, for decoration."

"There are a few weapons at the bottom," Grillby said, peering down into the box.

He tipped over the brown container for some weapons to tumble out, scattering along the desk. There was a plain wooden sword, a plastic shield, a random stick, a bow with little plungers, and a stick of gum.

"I like gum," Dream said, snatching the gum.

"Aw man, I wanted the gum," Nightmare complained, "But why do we have plastic weapons?"

"The story is that you guys are children on Christmas eve, I don't think children should have weapons," Ink said.

"My brother used to let me play with knives when I was younger," Dust said.

"That explains a lot," Death said.

"I guess I'll take the sword, it's one of the few useful things here," Nightmare said.

"I use bow and arrows all the time, I got this!" Dream said, grabbing the little bow and the plungers.

"That'll be six million gold," Sans said, "And if you don't pay you will be in my dept and gatta serve me hot dogs and ketchup on silver platters for the rest of your lives."

"Will a gum wrapper pay?" Nightmare asked, pulling the wrapper from Dream's hand and placing it onto the desk.

"That'll do," Grillby said.

"Now we can make a little wrapper person and play with it while getting rid of junk!" Sans said, "This is a win-win for us."

"I got gum, I'm satisfied," Dream said, "And it's mint too."

"With the weapons the hero's of this story have gained-" Bubbly started.

"Since when am I a hero?" Nightmare interrupted.

"-They decided to go through the treacherous forest of their backyard."

"This is like reading a really crappy fanfiction that has no idea where it's going or what is even going on," Geno mumbled.

"So like Bubbly's fanfictions?" Death asked, resulting in the book she was holding being slammed into his face.

"Shut up, I know where this is going!" Bubbly yelled.

"And now we're in a forest," Nightmare said, looking around.

"Ink and Error, two guardians of the forest, stopped the twins from their adventure."

"And now I have to suffer through this too, it was fun while it lasted," Ink said, standing up.

"So we're two guardians here for what reason?" Error asked.

"Because I said so!" The brown haired narrator said.

"Oh guardians of the forest, why did you stop us?" Dream asked.

"Dude, chill, we're just guardians of the forest," Error said, putting up his arms, "Not holy beings."

"And why did we stop them?" Ink asked Bubbly.

"You're supposed to come up with a reason, this is acting!" She answered, throwing up her arms.

"You stepped on my pet bush!" Error blurted before he could think of anything else, pointing at the floor underneath Dream's feet.

Dream took a step back and looked down, discovering that indeed, he was actually standing on a bush, one that he had crushed under his feet.

"Your... pet bush?" Ink giggled.

"Shut up, it was the first thing I could think of," Error said.

"Oh, sorry?" Dream asked.

"Can we just pass on through?" Nightmare asked.

"No, you must bring my bush named P.J back to perfect health!" Error said, "And once you do that, I may be swayed to letting you two pass on through."

"Is it just me, or is Error having fun with this?" Cross asked Dust.

"It's just you, and me, and maybe a three," Dust said.

"Okay then," The red and white pupil skeleton said, scooting over slightly.

"How do we do that?" Nightmare asked.

"I don't know, just fix P.J!" Error said.

Dream picked up the mostly crushed plant and set it onto a nearby stump, Nightmare following him. The twins both stared at it for a few moments before trying to straighten out some leaves and some twigs, but they weren't really getting any progress made.

"It's Christmas, and I'm fixing a bush," Nightmare mumbled under his breath sarcastically, "I'm having a great time here."

"We sure are!" Horror said.

"Eh, good enough, my son will walk it off," Error said, picking up the bush.

"But it's a bush," Nightmare said.

"Yay, our little P.J has been returned to perfect health!" Ink said, hugging the bush and Error.

"But it's a bush!" Nightmare repeated.

"With the problem solved, Nightmare and Dream continued on their journey to find Santa!" Bubbly said.

"Let us be free from this nightmare!" Nightmare begged, falling to his knees.

"It'll be fun to go save Santa, c'mon!" Dream said, tugging at Nightmares coat.

"Nightmare, it's almost over, and you're going to like the ending," Bubbly begged, "Please just finish it?"

"But you're the author, you can just make him do it," Sci said.

"Yeah, but in this side universe you guys are aware and all, so it's better to ask for permission," Bubbly said.

Nightmare didn't look extremely happy, but he did finally stand up, leaving a slight imprint on the dirt where he was kneeling.

"Fine," He sighed.

"The next scene is in the north pole-" Bubbly began.

"How did two children manage to make it all the way to the North Pole before Christmas, but Dust somehow can't figure out how to make his bed the right way?" Horror asked, "The blankets are always folded at the top of the bed, so the bottom half is always bare! It makes no sense!"

"I like to have a bunch of blankets over my torso instead on my feet!" Dust defended as the room shifted to the scene of Antarctica.

"At the North Pole, Dream and Nightmare were stopped by three guards blocking the entrance, Killer, Sci, and Fell," Bubbly continued.

"Do we just sit at the guard post thing?" Killer asked, poking the guard post next to him.

"Yeah," The author answered.

"There's a chess board under here!" Sci squealed, holding up the black and white board.

"Screw being a guard, let's play chess!" Fell yelled.

They both plopped down at the post and started setting up the pieces while Killer stared in disbelief.

"Am I allowed to play a game instead of this?" Killer asked.

"I can take his place!" Error yelled, waving his arm.

"No, you'll like this Killer and Dream," Bubbly said, "With two of the guards distracted, there was only one way for the two to get past the last guard. For Dream to flirt with him."

"Can me and Dream and Cross and Killer swap places?" Nightmare asked.

"Well, since it's Christmas..." Cross muttered, rubbing the back of his neck while blushing.

"Nope, Cross has a role to play later!" Bubbly said, "Commence the flirting!"

"Um, is the weather nice up there?" Dream asked.

"Oh my gosh that is sad," Lust muttered.

"I've been swayed by his amazing flirting so much so that my prince charming may pass!" Killer yelled, stepping to the side.

"I guess that worked," Nightmare said.

"Getting past the guard, they found their way to the castle, where Santa and his elves were held captive by Blue and his partner, Dust!"

"Finally!" Dust yelled, standing up.

"Yay, I'm with Dust!" Blue cheered.

"We're the pro prosperous partners!" Dust said.

The scene shifted to a familiar scene of a certain golden hallway everyone in the room knew too well.

"The Judgement hall?" Sans groaned, "Really?"

"Well, this is the final fight," Bubbly said.

"So we have to beat Dust and Blue with... these..." Nightmare asked, looking down at his tools.

"Um, we don't need to fight," Dream said, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a silver wrapper, "I have some extra pop-"

"POP TARTS!"

The two instantly dove at the wrapper, both of them slamming into a wall before they practically shredded open the wrapper.

"That was easy," Dream said.

"Well, I was expecting a fight, but my fingers hurt from typing," The author said, "So let's just cut to the scene where Mr. and Mrs. Claus are freed."

Suddenly, the scene once again shifted to a new one, where a large cage sat at the middle of the room, with a collection of small snowflakes fluttered from the sky above. Somehow, the cage formed around Geno, Death, and Cross without them noticing.

"What?" Geno yelled.

"Seems that we're trapped here together," Death said, wiggling his eyebrows at Geno.

"I'm here too guys," Cross said.

"Sorry for you who weren't in this, I don't want this to go on for too long, people have families to be with," Bubbly apologized.

"No, I am good!" Lust laughed, holding up his hands.

"Mr. Claus, who's nickname was Death, wave saved with his wife, Mrs. Claus, who was-"

"Don't you dare!" Geno yelled.

"-Nicknamed Geno."

"I hate you so much right now."

"Thank you for saving me and my wife," Death said, picking up Geno bridal style.

"My wife and I," Sci coughed into his fist.

"But we'll be heading off, bye!" Death said, running off with a flailing Geno.

Everyone watched them run off before Cross stuck up and out his arms, looking at Nightmare.

"What?" Nightmare asked.

"It's Christmas, go ahead and save me," Cross said.

Nightmare practically squealed before picking up Cross, who yelled at how fast Nightmare had yanked up his body.

"Yay!" Nightmare giggled, cuddling Cross to his chest.

"Merry Christmas everyone!" Cross giggled before he kissed Nightmare's cheek.