Genfic: "Tidings of Comfort and Joy" (New Series Tomorrow People)

Dec 19, 2006 19:33

Title: Tidings of Comfort and Joy
Author: sage_theory
Fandom: Tomorrow People, New Series
Rating: G
Summary: For latimer84 who wanted NS TP. Sometimes, you have to invent your own traditions.



"If I cannot bring you comfort
Then at least I bring you hope."
- Tori Amos
"The Closing of the Year"

Megabyte knows a bribe when he gets one. There are more presents than he rightly knows what to do with under two different trees. A few of them duplicates. His father and his mother aren't talking, and the fact that they both saw fit to get him brand new video games. They send Megabyte and his sister up to their rooms so they can scream at each other in peace.

Lisa teleports in a little later, when Megabyte's mother has left and sits beside him on the stairs.

"Yeah, I remember this part," Lisa says, sighing.

Megabyte rolls his eyes. "I don't really care. I feel bad that I didn't get anyone anything, though. I kinda didn't know what you wanted."

"A break from my mother!" Lisa replies. "She had to go be extra traditional this year."

It is then that Megabyte notices the completely rediculous Christmas sweater that Lisa is being forced to wear.

"Christmas used to be fun," Megabyte sighs, pressing his forehead against bannister and closing his eyes.

Lisa frowns. "Yeah, I know. It gets better. I mean, next year, they'll know what to do. You might as well enjoy all the extra presents. At least we've got somewhere to go. Adam's just at the island, alone."

Megabyte gets a smirk across his face. "You think that Adam likes water guns?"

Lisa rolls her eyes and smiles at him. The idea is obvious.

[Hey, Kevin!] Megabyte calls, telepathically, and he can sense Kevin's boredom in a backlash against his mind.

[I hate Christmas,] Kevin moans. [Dad's gone off again.]

[Hey, you get anything you didn't like?]

[I got a football. I hate football,] Kevin says.

[Perfect!] Megabyte says. [Get some Christmas decorations and a present you didn't like and get to my house. We're having a real Christmas this year.]

Garland stolen from Megabyte's house and a strand of lights taken off of Lisa's tree and a star from the top of Kevin's tree make their way to Megabyte's room, where the screaming of his parents down below is muffled. Megabyte makes off with some of the kid-safe eggnog and Lisa has a plethora of brownies in tupperware to take and Kevin has some store bought cookies.

They dump the loot on Megabyte's bed and look at each other, and start laughing.

"So what's the idea?" Kevin asks, looking at the stuff on Megabyte's bed.

"Adam doesn't really have a real Christmas, right?" Megabyte asks.

"Yeah, but he said he didn't want one," Kevin replies.

"Don't be stupid. Everybody wants Christmas. So we're gonna do it," Megabyte says. "We're gonna surprise him with Christmas."

"That's not a bad idea," Lisa says.

Megabyte smirks. "I know, I'm a genius. Come on, let's go before someone notices."

They all grab what they can and teleport into the ship. They find Adam looking in the watery window, sitting alone. They appear looking a little bit insane.

Megabyte has garland around his neck like a boa. There are things wrapped in newspaper and Kevin is holding brownies.

"What's going on?" Adam asks, standing up.

"It's Christmas!" Megabyte exclaims. "Wow, we really need to work on this place. Lisa, you hang this over there, and hey, we have eggnog."

Adam looks hesitant. "I don't know."

"Don't be a scrooge, help us get these up."

Once the ship is sufficiently decorated, Megabyte looks around the ship with a satisfied smile. He still has garland around his neck, though.

"So what now?" Adam asks, unable to keep from grinning at the oddly hung decorations and the star that's on the ship's trawl, rotating around like some kind of bizarre alien christmas tree.

"The best part! Presents!" Megabyte declares.

Lisa holds out something that is vaguely square shaped and wrapped in newspaper. "You have to open mine first."

Adam tries to smile but it's clear something is holding him back. "Guys, you don't have to. I didn't get you anything."

"We got plenty of stuff. Come on, open them up," Lisa urges.

Adam smiles and accepts. After recieving a brand new dictionary, a water gun, and a football in a box he laughs and lights up like all his Christmases came at once.

"Well, I've never gotten a dictionary before," says Adam, looking at it.

"Hopefully I never will again," says Lisa. "My uncle is so weird."

"At least you parents don't keep trying to give you footballs," Kevin replies.

"I still feel bad that I didn't get you guys anything," Adam repeats.

Kevin says, "We didn't get anything for each other, either. So it's all right. I wouldn't know how to shop for a girl. Sorry, Lisa."

Suddenly Lisa grunts and starts squirming out of her sweater to reveal a white shirt beneath.

"Here, you can have my sweater," she says, throwing it at Kevin and earning a laugh when it hits him in the face. "It loosk just as bad on a boy."

"All right, then!" Kevin says, and puts it on - almost to show Lisa he can take that dare.

"Then you get a football," Adam says, and holds out a football that he knows that Lisa has no idea what to do with.

"Because I play so much soccer..." Lisa says, grinning.

"Hey, Kevin, catch!" Lisa calls, tossing a football to Kevin who then tosses it to Megabyte.

Mischeviously, Megabyte looks to Adam and points to the squirt gun.

[It's loaded,] Megabyte tells him, winking. Adam smiles and picks it up.

Just as Lisa is reaching for a cookie, Adam takes aim and gets her right in the shoulder. For a moment she's shocked, but then she starts laughing.

"Think fast, Megabyte!" Kevin shouts. Megabyte catches the ball and theatrically goes tumbling over.

They laugh and eat stolen cookies and end up falling asleep there in the ship after a while. Megabyte is still wearing a boa of golden garland and Kevin's in a girls' sweater and Lisa is hugging a football. They're all a little soaked and newspaper is scattered around the ship's floor.

Over their heads, a star still rotates.

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