Suddenly, one of Santa’s bats turned against its brethren. Wait. Was it one of Santa’s bats?
No, no, it wasn’t.
The bat in question popped into Lorde, Mountain Dew Baja Blast slushie in hand.
“Alright, everyone! As fashionable as those feather boas, they’re not going to cut it on their own. Here!”
Using her friend, the void, she gave everyone Santa hats.
“We have to convince Santa we’re on his side, or the bats will haunt us forever.”
They took a long sip of their slushie. She didn't know what to do. Should they summon more Christmas decorations? Wrap everyone in Christmas lights? No, none of that was enough. There was only one piece of Christmas wear that would be strong enough to withstand the bat attacks.
The ugly sweater.
Or, since it was first over a hundred degrees where they lived, the ugly Christmas tank-top. She reached into the void and grabbed the most Christmasy tank ever made, and put it on.
“Okay, everyone. It’s time to spread Christmas Cheer like the common cold.”
They used chaos magic to make everyone match, giving sweaters, tanks, and t-shirts based on weather and preference.
“Merry Christmas in July. It’s time to fight some bats.”
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