Snowflakes are flying over a city called New York City and went through all of the different streets with every human, anthropomorphic clothed animals, demons, and other citizens doing Christmas shopping for their families. 

Inside a snowflake, like the one on your sleeve. 

There happened to be a story you must see to believe. 

Way up in the pine trees, in the high range of the Appalachian Mountains lay next to it is the big city of New York City: The home of the humans, anthropomorphic clothed animals, demons, and other citizens. 

Ask any humans, anthropomorphic clothed animals, demons, and other citizens and they'll have this to say: 

"There is no place like New York City around Christmas." 

Every window was flocked, every lamppost was dressed, and the New York City band marched in their Christmasy best. 

"Merry Christmas!" A human and anthropomorphic clothed animal couple said. 

The couple smiled happy smiles to a demon and human family with happy smiles like the human and talking, walking, and clothed animal couple. 

"Merry Christmas!" The demon and human family said. 

The family smiled back at the human and talking, walking, and clothed animal couple with the same happy smile. 

Arbor Day was fine, and Easter was pleasant, and every Saint Fizzin's day, they ate a Fizz pheasant. 

But every humans, anthropomorphic clothed animals, demons, and other citizens knew, from their five toes to their nose, they loved Christmas the most, without a single New Yorker doubt. 

"Walmart welcomes you! Thank you. Merry Christmas! Thank you for shopping at Walmart!" A Walmart cashier employee said. 

A crowd of humans, talking, walking, and clothed animals, demons, and other citizens rushing to get home. 

And through the crowd, there was Arsenio Johnson, a tall black-haired boy about his wife, Sunset Shimmer's age wearing an orange shirt with a blue and yellow symbol on it, a red jacket with white stripes on the coat, and black jeans was looking at a list of Christmas presents he had gotten for his family members. 

"We got a saxophone for your brother, Tom, and another saxophone for your brother, Marco, a puzzle for your uncle, a plant for your aunt, and a ragamuffin doll for your cousin. So, we just need. . .Gracie?" Arsenio Johnson asked. 

Arsenio Johnson started to look for his 18 year old daughter through a crowd of humans, talking, walking, and clothed animals, demons, and other citizens. 

"Sale on Aisle 3!" A Walmart employee said through the speakers above everyone. 

"Gracie Lou!" Arsenio Johnson said worriedly. 

A human and anthropomorphic clothed animal family waved happily at him. 

"Merry Christmas." The human and anthropomorphic clothed animal family said happily. 

Arsenio Johnson who waved happily and nervously to them. 

"Hello, all of you. Merry Christmas, gang. Excuse me. Gracie Lou? Honey?" Arsenio Johnson asked worriedly to see if Gracie was okay. 

He then takes a present from where it was covering Gracie's face after saying his hellos to the human and anthropomorphic clothed animal family. 

Gracie has brown, orange, yellow, and pink strips of hair, and wore a light blue shirt with purple strips and white cuffs at the shirt sleeves, black leggings, snow boots, and wore black glasses. 

"Dad?" Gracie asked kind of worriedly. 

"Yeah?" Arsenio Johnson asked his worried daughter. 

"Doesn't this seem like a bit much?" Gracie asked still kind of worriedly. 

"This is what Christmas is all about! Can't you feel it?" Arsenio Johnson said kind of asking a question statement to Gracie. 

Gracie simply shook her head for a "No" as all human, anthropomorphic clothed animal, demon, and other citizens rushing to get home and forgetting to get their change after buying their Christmas presents from a busy  Walmart with hard working employees. 

Yes, every humans, anthropomorphic clothed animals, demons, and other citizens down in New York City likes Christmas a lot, but the Devil, who lives just north of New York City, did not. 

Four teenagers climbed up the mountains. 

Tom has red-brown hair, two horns on the sides of his head, three red eyes, wore a shirt with ripped ends, black pants, a wristband on his right wrist, boots, and he and Marco are the older brothers of Gracie and sons of Arsenio Johnson and Sunset Shimmer. 

Marco has short brown hair, brown eyes, wore a gray t-shirt, a red hoodie, blue jeans, hand-me-down shoes from his dad, and he and Tom are the older brothers of Gracie and sons of Arsenio Johnson and Sunset Shimmer. 

Star has long blonde hair, blue eyes, pink hearts on the sides of her face, wore a horned headband, light blue dress, a star purse, long striped pink socks, long monster boots, and is Tom's girlfriend along being friends with Sticks and Marco. 

Sticks has brown fur, blue eyes, pigtails in her fur-like hair, and wore jungle clothes and jewelry on her arms, neck, and wrist. 

"Get on it, girls. All the good mistletoe's at the top." Tom said running up the hilling with Marco, Star, and Sticks following right behind him. 

"Hey, Tom, I'll race you!" Marco said. 

Marco starts to race Tom to the top of the mountain. 

Star and Sticks were feeling unsure about what was going to happen. 

"Not if I race you first. Last one to the top is a stinky old Devil!" Tom said very enthusiastically. 

Star and Sticks didn't like the plan Tom and Marco at all. 

"You guys, where are?" Sticks asked worriedly. 

"I think we should go back." Star suggested worriedly as well and kind of scared. 

"What?" Tom asked kind of shocked and surprised at the girls being scared and worried. 

"You're scared of the Devil!" Marco said pointing out. 

Star and Sticks glared at the two boys. 

"No!" Star and Sticks shouted angrily at the two boys. 

"They say he lives up here in a big cave. And only comes down when he's hungry for the taste of human, animal, demon, or other citizens' flesh." Marco said scaring the two girls. 

Star smacked Marco's shoulder angrily. 

"Oh, Marco!" Star said angrily and with an angry look. 

"You're scared of the Devil! You're scared of the Devil!" Tom and Marco started chanting. 

The two boys wanted to  scare Star and Sticks a little bit and jumping left to right while going to the door to the Devil with Star and Sticks following right behind them. 

"Are too!" Marco said to Star and Sticks. 

"Are not!" Star and Sticks said in frustrated response. 

"Wait for me!" Sticks said. 

Sticks had finally caught up with her three friends and she stood right next to Star who stood in front of a snowy step. 

In front of the door was a green mat that said "Go Away" or something like that. 

Tom and Marco looked at the door in fear. 

Star had to break the silence. 

"Go on, touch it. Touch the door. Do it for me, Tom." Star said smiling. 

Tom looked at Star almost breaking down being nervous and eventually started to walk up to the door with Marco by his side to touch the door. 

Just as Tom was about to knock on the door, a monstrous machine thing appeared as the door opened and the monstrous machine thing started to growled and bark at the four teenagers. 

Tom, Star, Marco, and Sticks screamed and ran down the hill in fear. 

But behind the monstrous machine thing turned out to be Spike the dog, the Devil's pet dog with purple fur, lime green ears, and a green afro style on his head. 

"Well done, Spike! Serves them right, those Yuletide-loving sickly-sweet, nog-sucking cheer mongers!" The Devil said going through a pile of garbage and picked up a onion. 

The Devil has black fur, yellow eyes, two horns on his head, gray hands, and feet, and large, pointed ears, which everyone of New York City feared him for. 

"I really don't like them. No, I don't." The Devil said. 

He then took a bite out of the onion and stopped to call out to his pet dog, Spike, who was able to talk to him, but didn't talk to anyone in New York City since they would freak out about a talking dog. 

"Spike!" The Devil shouted out to Spike who felt worried and tried not to show how annoyed he was with his owner hating everyone in New York City. 

"Yes, sir?" Spike asked as the Devil glanced at his dog at the corner of his yellow eye. 

"Get my cloak!" The Devil said as Spike sighed at what he was told and went to go get the Devil's cloak for his owner. 

Spike sighed in defeat and knew that the Devil couldn't change his mind to stop terrorizing everyone in New York City with his pranks. 

"I've been much too tolerant of there New Yorker delinquents and their innocent, victimless pranks. So, they want to get to know me, do they? They want to spend a little quality time with the Devil." The Devil said rubbing the onion under his arms. 

The Devil turned around as if there was a camera there behind him to look at. 

"I guess I could use a little social interaction." The Devil said. 

He then began to grin evilly at the pranks he was going to do. 

Little did the Devil know was that he was going to meet a certain 18 year old girl in the back room of the post office. 

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