A/n: All right, let's get the Christmas special over with.

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Twas the night before a forgotten holiday, and somewhere in the Waste.
Two siblings were on the run, trying to make haste.

Chasing behind them, feral ghouls barrel down like a flood.
Dead set on ripping them apart, with a thirst for blood.

A brother at twenty runs with his small sister at hand.
As they pump their legs over this dry barren land.

As hope begins to dwindle, in a world so unfair.
The brother shouts out, "Come on, Amy! We're almost there!"

Run and run they go, to the safety of their settlement.
Trying not to think of how they came to this cruel development.

Nash and chump with all their might.
The ghouls continue to chase for a quick bite.

As they try to retreat to the Red Rocket gas station.
Their fatigue quickly worsens the situation.

As the young girl tries to keep up with her brother, Gavin.
The two soon see what what could save their lives, a cabin.

Barging inside, the two could run no more.
The brother quickly rushes to close the door.

Tired beyond belief, the two catch their breath as they arrive.
Hoping this temporary hideout will ensure they survive.

That hope is dashed as the ghouls swarm the entrance.
Banging on the door to get at the two's meaty essence.

Nowhere to run, the siblings finally give up.
Accepting their fate, until they hear from outside, " YO, WHASSUP!"

Just then without warning, they hear loud gunfire.
Beginning to think their troubles are no longer dire.

Shrieking ghouls and the sound of an automatic rifle.
The situation for the siblings is still frightful.

And all of a sudden, they are deafened by silence.
Until they begin to hear footsteps in the distance.

Seconds later, a knock at the door catches their attention.
Not moving an inch with new fear, hesitant with apprehension.

"W-who's there?" Gavin asks with fear of something more gruesome.
"It's me, Santa Claus." The voice says with heavy sarcasm.

With young ignorance, Amy rushes to greet their jolly savior.
Catching the brother off guard from this hyper behavior.

Opening the door, she is not greeted by a red coat and black boots.
But a certain vault dweller, in a certain blue suit.

Looking upon them with his pip boy light.
He asks the siblings, "Are you two all right?"

After a minute of introduction.
The siblings explain their situation.

With a moment to think, the dweller looks upon the two.
He points outside and says, "There's a farm close by. That'll be safe for you."

After trading thank yous and farewells.
The siblings walk to the farm, as the dweller travels to Sanctuary to rest for a spell.

And so, another day passes by the Commonwealth.
The dweller having a moment to think for himself.

Some thoughts of settlement building and resource gathering.
He wonders why his time was wasted in a Christmas special of all things.

I guess some answers aren't given as to why.
But Merry Christmas to all. And remember, don't feed the yao guai!

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Just outside of Somerville Place, the Children of Atom grab the author and toss him over to the settlement.

CoA: And stay out!

The group soon retreat back to the Glowing Sea as the author stands back up.

A/n: Fine! I didn't want to be a part of your crappy religion anyway! I'll make my own religion! With blackjack and hookers! You know what? Forget the religion!