Young Writers Society

It's the holiday season, and you've got a lot of plans. Maybe you're busy going Christmas shopping to get presents for your friends and family. Maybe you're studying up for your tests so you can go home for winter break. Maybe you're starting to pack your bags for a ski vacation or a trip with family. But whatever you had in mind for your schedule, it gets put on hold when you're carried away from your place in the YWS world into a landscape of white snow.

You discover you've been left outside a cabin, and you decide to head in. After all, it's starting to snow pretty hard, and it looks nice and warm in there. But when you wipe the ice off your boots at the door, you realize that you're not the first who decided this would be a good spot to wait out the blizzard. Other YWSers are here too, huddled by the fireplace and trying to figure out the unusual circumstances that brought them here.

It looks like you might be spending a while here. Once everyone arrives, you all look out the window and discover that you've been snowed in. How will you get out— and home?



Tagbooks are a special kind of storybook. Instead of making a character profile, the character you write for is yourself - and other members of the site! Your goal is to tag as many users as you possibly can in your posts, while also telling a story. In this case, you're telling the story of The Haunted Holiday Lodge.

Tagbooks are usually wacky, random and filled with fourth wall breaks - if you're lucky enough to be tagged, or just want to pop in with a post of your own, you're in for a treat!

If you want to see what past tagbooks have been like, here are some examples:

• Finding Nate the Dragon
• The Haunted Holiday Lodge
• The Great YWS Treasure Hunt
• The S.S.Y.W.S.
• #Classified vs. #LongLiveBigBrother

Shady sat alone in their laboratory. Two giant jars of fishes sat directly in front of them on the lab bench and they ~ p r e t e n d e d ~ to be studying them -- but in reality, they were googling good fishmas gifs to spam their friends with. 'Tis the season, after all.

They were distressed at the number of baby shark gifs clogging up the Google search results, but not to fear, their ADHD hyper-fixation was a force to be reckoned with. They had to watch one gif 87 times to catch all the words, since they have a second-grade reading level, but decided that this gif was ideal in all ways (except for the nasty sea turtles that got snuck in):



They opened Twitter (@BluesClues' favorite app, as they understood it) and dissociated for an indeterminable amount of time. Eventually, a cold gust managed to catch their attention, and they looked up to find that they were standing... somewhere?

They weren't really sure.

Their dissociation game must be getting truly powerful, to have wandered to a climate so wildly different than where they lived. But, then, weirder things had happened in grad school -- as they were sure @tweezers and @niteowl could attest.

And then they noticed it.

Their mortal enemy.

Snow.

They had always viewed snow with this sort of energy:



And today was no different.

They scowled and started towards the cabin a few meters ahead of them, ready to whine at whoever might be inside about the fact that snow had had the audacity to fall on them. They stomped inside, kicking their shoes off before they realized that a large party had already formed inside.

"Veersies!" Shady shouted, proud that they remembered to actually tag him (@veeren). "It's snowing!"

"I know!" He grinned. "I think I got a snow day from work and that's why I'm here, but I'm honestly not really sure. I'm just grateful."

"Grate, heh heh," @Omni walked up, a mischievous grin on their face. "You may think this is cheesy but I think you're both grate."

Shady stared at them with the Mike Wazowski meme expression for a long moment.

"Hah! Good one!" @soundofmind laughed as she walked up. "Cheesy puns crack-er me up!"

"I haven't been in this much pain since Rina subjected me to the pun round in our RP," Shady grumbled.

"You know cheesy puns mac you happy," @Carina said, conveniently strolling up in that very moment.

"I hate you all," Shady said.

"Hey, don't be such a Grinch, Shady Vypy," @Seirre said as they walked up. "You know these puns are gouda."

"Hey, did you hear about the guy who hit on every girl in the room with cheesy pick-up lines?" @ChesTacos asked. "Like, how dairy."

"Arghhh," Shady growled.

"Hey, now, respekt the game," @dancingontheclouds said. "It ain't easy being cheesy."

"Yeah, you feta brie-lieve it." @bees threw their arm around Shady's shoulders. "Besides, it's nacho problem."

"How did you manage to make three cheese puns?" Shady protested.

"You sound a little salt-ine to me, shanana," @Mea said. "Are you still sore that I made better crab puns than you?"

"I genuinely can't remember who won that round," Shady commented.

"I think it was Bo," @Magebird said, walking up to join their huddle.

"He's not even IN that RP," Shady said. "Wait, and neither are you."

"We can still appreciate the hustle," @SirenCymbaline said. "It's entertaining to watch you psychopaths."

"True that," @Liberty commented. "I've witnessed Shady's RP insanity too."

"Remember that time we wrote over 100 RP posts each in a single day?" @GrandWild asked. "Good times, good times."

"Why is your entire post about RPs and puns?" @SilverNight asked.

"I dunno, bruh," Shady admitted. "It just kind of happened. I'm winging this."

"Wing-ing it, huh?" @Valkyria sidled up. "Well toucan play that game."

"No." Shady said, ignoring the rules of grammar because that needed to be a period instead of a comma for emphasis.

"Hey! Hey! I got one too!" @SpiritedWolfe pushed to the front of the crowd. "What's a chicken's least favorite day? Fry-day!"

"Go away." Shady growled.

"Heyyyy guys did I hear chicken puns?" @alliyah appeared out of thin air, somehow summoned by the very mention of a chicken. "That's egg-cellent. What a wonderful hen-semble."

"Stop." Shady commanded, a bit more of their soul dying.

"Why did the chicken sit on an axe?" @Spearmint asked, not, in fact, stopping. "Because she wanted to hatch-et!"

"Leave." Shady said.

"Hatchet, eh?" @Atticus said. "That sounds like fowl play was involved!"

"That's it, I'm leaving." Shady turned and walked closer to the fireplace, still not quite sure why this post was getting so punny when they hate puns. They turned to the nearest person. "Do you have any idea why we're here?"

"I'm just here for the snacks, honestly," @FireEyes said.

"... There are no snacks," Shady pointed out.

"Ah, true..." Fire sighed. "Sad!"

"I like snacks," @winterwolf0100 grumbled.

"Yeah, I vote there should be snacks!" @TypoWithoutCoffee said.

"DID SOMEONE SAY SNACKS?" @starlitmind shouted, grinning broadly. "I LOVE SNACKS! AND I LOVE YOUUUUUUUU <33333"

That was enough to get a smile out of Shady, since star always shot good vibes out of a unicorn-powered rainbow cannon.

"Okay, but, like, for real, though," @Snoink said. "Why are we here?"

"Beats me," @CyonetheStarbringer said.

"Yeah, me too," @Liminality agreed.

"Does anyone know why we're here?" @InuYosha asked.

"I sure don't," @looseleaf commented.

"Shady, I feel like you have no plot ideas whatsoever and are using filler dialogue for the express purpose of recklessly tagging more people," @hannah314159 chastised.

"Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not," Shady said. "But you can't stop me! @IcyFlame and Mint and @MailicedeNamedy are the only people who have been able to tame my enthusiasm!!!"

"Not to mention your chaotic energy," @Plume rightly pointed out.

"Yeah, they do be having a lotta dat," @LadyMysterio said.

"Hey, now," @Carlito cut in. "I know that this is literally exactly like Shady--"

"Like to a tee," @Arcticus agreed. "They subsist on chaos and angst alone."

"It do b tru," @LittleLee confirmed.

"--but there's no need to rub their nose in the essence of who they are as a human," Carli finished.

"But, consider: we could," @PenguinAttack said.

"That's true, we could," @TheMulticoloredCyr said.

"Shady, you've pushed your luck far enough. End the post now," @Rook said.

"You rite tho," Shady agreed. "Hopefully someone else has ideas to actually advance the plot."

Going inside the cabin had sounded like a good idea. After all, what could possibly go wrong with entering a lonely looking abandoned cabin in a wintery world. Famous last words. This guy is...Ahem...Mr. Narrator, you're services are not required in this story. Sorry my bad Harry. So Harry had entered said cabin, only to be followed inside by @Carina , @SilverNight , @winterwolf0100 and @Omni . Disappointing. You'd think the roleplay crew of all people would know that random abandoned cabins are places you don't visit if you're planning on leaving any time soon. Mr. Narrator, don't make me remind you again. Sorry. I thought you...uhh never mind. Bye

Harry decided to look around the place. He could see there was a fireplace in the previous post...ahem...inside the cabin, on the wall left of the entrance. It was a cozy enough place. There were almost certainly comfortable couches arranged in whatever order the writer decided was cool looking...ahem...I mean, I'm too lazy, let's go with that...Dear Readers, Witness the HarryHardy as he attempts to describe a room after being burnt out from NaNo MR. NARRATOR!!! Sorry...I'm not sor Mr.Narra...I'm leaving...BYE

The door to the cabin opened and several others started to make their way in. Harry could make out @alliyah escorted on either side by little chicks wearing christmas hats. He didn't stop for a second to question that. Beside her several others @Liminality @Plume @QueenMadrose were also making their way in.

It wasn't long before the cabin was a proper Schrödinger's Cabin. Theoretically every YWSer in existence was inside it, but no one was until they decided to write themselves in, I mean walk in. The Cabin dutifully proceeded to immediately seal off its doors with Plot Magic™ and that's predictably when things began to immediately go wrong. Okay that time you were actually helpful Mr. Narrator, thank you, perhaps you can stick around. Everyone's probably going to need you from time to time.

Several bedsheets ran out onto the middle of the cabin, yelling "BOO!!" Harry, I think you have the wrong Holiday That's irrelevant...I definitely didn't think it was still October

At some point during this @ShadowVyper had dished out a pun-ishing first post that was entirely too much pun-ishment for Harry to have anticipated so he decided that like any good mathematician that he wouldn't add to his problems and he'd assume it had happened at a time interval between his entrance and the appearance of the Boo Ghosts. It was an integral part of a tagboo...ahem..life after all. Mr. Narrator refused to comment on how or why he was using Maths based puns almost no one is nerdy enough to understand. Well that was grate.

Why did you structure that like a random news broadcast? Honestly I'm lost. Just ask @bees @Carlito @Elinor @Magebird and everyone who participated in NaNo. Writing things is hard.

Supernatural post formatting aside, the ghosts promptly began to fire off rainbow colored potatoes...

Let the Action scenes commence I think that was implied with the ellipse Mr. Narrator. Oh I forgot about that.

"Look out!" Lim shouted, as she dodged the rainbow potatoes. "I cannae believe it! There's ghosts in a holiday-themed tagbook."

She pulled off her skull mask and threw it into one corner of the cabin, almost hitting @HarryHardy in the process. "It must be because I forgot to change my Halloweeny avatar!"

She might have smacked a bunch of other YWS-ers in the face, for instance, @Euphoria8 or @NivedaJames22, but since as Harry said, this was a Schrödinger's Cabin, no one really knew who was actually here and whose existence was only a theoretical possibility.

As quick as @alliyah's appearance at the mention of chickens, Liminality realised they had to get out of this cabin if they wanted to avoid being hit by rainbow potatoes.

Lim ran to the door and pulled the handle, but alas - it was sealed! "Whose deus ex machina did this?" she cried.

Meanwhile the Boo Ghosts were already preparing another round of rainbow potatoes. @starlitmind tried to talk them down, shouting "Rainbow potatoes NOOOO we were supposed to be on the same side! D:"

But it was no use, for the ghosts were adamant that there were no sides and that everything in the universe was round.

"That sounds like something out of an ancient scientific theory," said @Arcticus, sipping a canteen of tea he had pulled out of his bottomless rucksack of miscellanies. "But I can't seem to put my finger on it."

"Well, even if you could, it would roll out of your hands!" @ShadowVyper said. "Get it? Because it's round?"

"I got it!" said @BluesClues and @rida at the same time. Though little did Shady know, rida was actually talking about the snowglobe she'd been holding that had rolled onto the floor earlier, and it was really Blues who had captured the essence of their magnificent jokesterness.

The Boo Ghosts began to close in on the YWS-ers, who had multitasked during the banter to run to one side of the cabin behind an invisible sofa so they wouldn't be hit by the potatoes. Rainbow potatoes seemed to stop mid-air and then drop down to the floor.

"Quick!" Lim said. "Does anyone have a plan?"

dancer/Momo was hiding between the couch cushions, trying to hide from the scary potatoes. C'mon, she thought angrily, I said I liked potatoes, but not this much. she yelped as another one flew past her, ripping the couch cushion. She slipped out onto the floor and tried to look at everyone and figure out what was going on.

@Liminality was throwing things, @starlitmind was trying to calm the potatoes, @Carina was trying to invent something to stop the potatoes, but she's no good under pressure, so it kept falling apart, and @winterwolf0100 was howling at the window, trying to get back out into the winter.

"OKAY WE NEED A PLAN!!" Momo yelled just as Liminality called out the same thing. Momo scrambled over during a break in the potato attack to Limi.

"LIM WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO THERE ARE POTATOES EVERYWHERE AND MY EARS ARE RINGING FROM THE BAD PUNS AND WHAT IS HAPPENING????"

All of a sudden, the bedsheets and potatoes stopped in their tracks, buying the YWSers plenty of time to combine their brain cells and think.

“Time has frozen!” @Carina called out. “Well, for the ghosts at least.”

Silver frowned, thinking about the rainbow mashed potatoes that covered the walls, floor and furniture. How did it taste? Did it taste even better than regular mashed potatoes? But she held back from getting a spoon and trying a bite because of a few things:

1. She had the feeling that @starlitmind would be upset if she ate the rainbow potatoes.
2. She wasn’t even sure if she could find her way to the kitchen, let alone locate the silverware drawer in a house where no one knew which one it was.

“They seemed to be really confused about time,” Silver said. “They’re going around saying boo, they’re over a month behind. We have to tell them what season it is!”

“Does anyone have a calendar?” @Liminality asked?

“I have chickens,” @alliyah said.

“I have fish,” @ShadowVyper said. Silver wondered if they meant back in their lab. They didn’t seem to have a fish tank on them, but maybe their fish were so cool and shady that they didn’t need water. Maybe they wore shady sunglasses.

“I have a burrito,” @dancingontheclouds said. “Maybe. I can’t remember if I ate it yet.”

“I have a calendar!” @Omni declared, moving out from behind his cover and unrolling a large scroll that did appear to be a calendar with each date appearing below the one before. “Hey, do you see we’re in early December?”

The bedsheets and potatoes said nothing.

“It’s not Halloween anymore,” @veeren piped up.

Still nothing. Maybe the bedsheets were being judgmental.

“THE TRICK OR TREATERS ARE GONE!” @HarryHardy yelled. “COME BACK NEXT YEAR!”

There was a pause. Then, the rainbow potatoes hovering in midair suddenly dropped to the floor. Slowly, the bedsheets returned to the beds they came from and tucked themselves in, almost seeming to be drooping or wilting.

“They look sad. I think we hurt their feelings,” star said with a :c face.

“They were throwing potatoes at us,” Silver said. “Who does that for trick-or-treating?”

“Everyone celebrates differently.” @FireEyes shrugged.

Suddenly, the couch they were hiding behind stood up on its hind legs— well, it flipped over, if that made sense. Everyone scrambled out of the way. @TypoWithoutCoffee was unlucky and got whopped on the head. alliyah’s chicks started dancing around her, like how a person appeared dazed in cartoons.

“I’m covered in potatoes now!” the couch roared. “This won’t do! I challenge you all to a Christmas haiku contest for my honor!”

“You can talk?” @Seirre asked.

“I’m smarter than those bedsheets. I know it’s the holiday season!” the couch huffed. “Not only that, but I’m good with haikus. Go on, I’ll let you start!”

She shook her head, too much chaos too much noise, and what's this about snacks? She needed tea not snacks. Lady tilted her head and scanned the room, and where was @Elfboy, maybe he knew where some tea was. Her head turned as movement caught her eye, the snow falling softly in the window outside, pulling her towards the door. She placed a hand on the handle, quietly opening it, then startling as @Stellarjay stood on the otherwise, ,"stellar!" The two engulfed each other in a bit hug, "its chaotic in there," Lady closed the door and stepped outside, forgetting that a large scarf draped over her shoulders wasn't enough to keep the cold away. She lurched forward as something cold hit her squarely in the back,"HEY-" she swiveled angrily, then stopped, placing her hands on her hips as she spotted a grinning @TheMythMaster He waved,"haha got you."
Lady shook her head,smiling, "goodness myth"

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Myth said, “Don’t you like snow?”

“Oh yes,” @LadyMysterio replied brushing the snow off of her “but not when it’s ON ME!”

“Alright fine, I get it, but you kinda brought this on yourself, I was enjoying the lord of the rings and some hot chocolate when you went and tagged me, also Hi Stellar nice to see you again” Myth Hesitated, “Do share Lady’s opinion on snow?”

Myth heard a crunch of snow behind and whirled around throwing a snowball at whoever had snuck up on them, there was a muffled shout of surprise and they ran over to see who it was, “Myth! What was that for?” Lady said

“Must there be a reason for my actions? Do you really want me to start talking like a philosopher right now?”

Lady sighed and offered a hand to help @Elfboy up out the snow “Oh it’s just you, hey Eelf!” Myth said
“And you as well Meeth” he replied Elfboy was brushing snow off himself when a chick flew out the window of the cabin and knocked him back down.
“Wow you’re having a bad day, we should get some tea that’ll help” Myth said he ran up to the cabin was gonna open the door but then someone on the inside slammed it open nocking Myth to the ground
@alliyah came out the door, “Hey has anyone seen a chicken out here?

“I guess I deserve this” Myth said getting up

"Oh dear, Gemmy is in there!" @Elfboy said before running back and diving behind the couch. Upon seeing me alive he relaxed laughing.

"Hey, Hedgy-hoggy." I smiled.

"I have a plan... but it might not work." Said @Elfboy turning to @Liminality.

"Any plan is greater than no plan." I said turning to him from the opposite end of the couch after I raised up. As I rubbed my face I mumbled. "Does it involve coffee?"

@sylrie poked their head into the huddle offering. "The Boo-Ghosts may speak uwu, I could try to communicate with them-"

@Elfboy shook his head. "I'm telling you my plan is not a good plan, but if you want to hear it I guess I have no other choice. Sure, try that Syl, but be careful!"

@LadyMysterio waved the group outside, "Geez, just tell us the plan to reclaim the cabin, please and teacup!"

@Elfboy shook his head, looking at the huddle of Yewisian's. "Chamomile M'lady. I guess the nerves were getting to me, haha, and yes it does involve coffee Gemmy."

"Okay then!" I chittered almost floating into harms way as I started digging around in my treasure chest, which I had previously stowed behind a pine tree outside. Coffee I think to myself, I always have coffee somewhere.

"@Seirre do you still have that mini trampoline?" @Elfboy asked.

"Well, as a matter of fact I do, but I don't use it anymore. It's been ages." @Seirre said tilting their head.

They were immediately smacked on the arm by @tweezers who was grinning at them, "Gmo beetle I didn't know you still had that! Such a loser beetle gmo!"

"Here goes-" @sylrie jumped back into the cabin holding out their hands in a calming motion. " U- uwu I -I think we could come to an agreement-- fwens?"

The Boo-Ghosts who had stopped a moment in curiousity, shook their heads, and began to reload their rainbow potatoe guns menacingly.

Right before the first Boo-Ghost began, to fire once more @sylrie yelped a quick, "OwO." and leapt back outside falling in the space between myself and @Elfboy. "Not. Friendly. Persue alternate action." They then dramatically tilted their head to the side and with a brief, "Power nap commenced." fell quickly unconcious.

I looked at the coffee's that I had found in the 'jewelrybox' and nodded at @Elfboy and he nodded back. "I think I know what is happening."

@Elfboy smirks. "Haha, I knew you would figure it out Gemmy."

At the same time we all look at eachother and all yewisian voices are heard, simultaneously "They need their morning ____, they aren't human without it." but discordantly.
Myself @Elfboy @HarryHardy @AvantCoffee and some others said, "coffee".

While @Necromancer14 @LadyMysterio and some said "tea". @starlitmind @FireEyes and @BluesClues said, "Breakfast!"

I hummed a moment thinking,"AhA! These coffees, we can write words on them! Let's, make a haiku that way!"

"That's a good plan!" @LadyMysterio mummured rubbing her chin ponderingly.

@BluesClues added, "Oh so is the trampoline a delivery device?"

@Carina giggled, "Hectic my doods, I lov dis plan."

@veeren chuckled and shook his head, "Okay, but even so, what is the haiku."

"Coffee is what keeps/us ghosts alive, extend a cup/come to Yewis' side" I volunteer quickly.

"That sounds amazing! See if it works, though I would have loved you to work chickens in there somewhere." @alliyah laughed.

"Will these work?" I take off my boggin revealing @alliyah 's chicks I had saved.

"Yes!" She jumped for joy taking them beanie and all.

@ShadowVyper scribbled the words onto the coffee cups and set them on the trampoline and then they motioned to @TheMythMaster to open the door, which he did.

"Eat haiku! Or well, Drink it!" I yelled triumphantly to the Boo-Ghosts and then engaged in giving everyone possible highfives.

@ChesTacos murmmured "I have, they taste kind of sweet, sad they don't last too long."

----

Lady wrapped her scarf tighter around her shoulders," did I forget to mention that I can turn into a ghost? because that may have helped the situation." She tilted her head upward, getting distracted by the falling snow. "has anyone else noticed that when you look up at the snow falling it looks like your going into hyper-speed?... snow is so peaceful.." she silently stared at it, forgetting everything else that was happening.

@TheMythMaster glanced up for a second, "yes. Now, do I get coffee too or not?" He glanced at the coffee cups on the trampoline, where the boo ghosts were gathering around, each picking up cups.

@Stellarjay stepped up beside myth," but what about tea? We still haven't found any tea." She watched the ghosts for a few seconds," Their cute ghosts."

Congratulating himself on a plan well formulated and dodging the flying coffee, Elf quietly walks out the door next to @LadyMysterio draws a pair of miraculously unspilled teacups from his coat pockets. "I found the tea m'lady, I- whoops, hold this, one second."
He hands her a teacup scoots the two of them a few inches to the left as a coffee cup lobbed by @typowithoutcoffee whizzes by their heads, followed by a battle cry. "Anyway. Do any of you guys know where I'm supposed to put this?" He asks as he draws a chicken from another pocket. "Oh, and Meeth," he adds, directing @TheMythMaster to a big red X painted in the snow, "would you mind standing right over here for a minute? No reason, just karma, thanks."

Shady blinked as the couch started talking. And, yet, weirder things had STILL happened to them in grad school.

"Well, I don't see what you're whining about," Shady said. "Who wouldn't want to be covered in a rainbow?"

At that, the couch threw one of its cushions at them like a ninja throwing star, splattering Shady with mashed potatoes.

Shady spluttered for a second, then frowned. "Oh. It's me. I am who wouldn't want to be covered in a rainbow."

"TASTE THE RAINBOW!" @Atticus shouted, Naruto running past with a snazzy button-down shirt and tie. There was an aura of a chicken cult around him, but Shady wasn't sure whether it was @alliyah's sect or one of a fried variety.

"Shady, give me a haiku or I'll potato-pummel you again," the couch threatened.

"That's coercion," they protested.

The couch menacingly pulled off its second cushion.

"Which I'm cool with! Coercion can be fun!" Shady put up both hands, trying to placate the pugnacious couch.

Shady stop Googling words to try to make yourself sound smarter, we all know you share your singular brain cell with a batfish.

"First of all -- accurate -- but rude," Shady protested, looking over their head in search of the narrator. "Secondly, aren't you supposed to be bugging @HarryHardy? You don't even belong in this post."

"SHE DOESN'T EVEN GO HERE!" @Carina and @veeren shouted in unison, doing a double high-five. They seemed pleased to have been able to reference a meme instead of simply existing as one.

"A HAIKU!" the truculent couch bellowed.

Shady... the narrator chided.

"Narrat-y," they retorted, demonstrating their world-renown maturity.

@Lael looked at them expectantly. "Can you make a haiku angsty?"

"There's only so much angst that can be crammed into 17 syllables, my dude," Shady said, stroking their smooth chin that absolutely didn't have a beard on it, considering if it was possible. "But, consider: fish."

A collective groan went up.

"Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me." They stopped suddenly, realizing that that had exactly 7 syllables and could potentially be useful to them.

But then they sat for an embarrassingly long time at 3:30 am trying to think of a haiku that could possibly center around that and came up short. So, ol' trusty: fish.

"Flashy shiny scales
Fishy friends come for the day
Eat Christmas cookies.

"Shady, that is truly painful. You can't turn everything into a fish reference," @SadboyJay said.

"That's where you're wrong, kiddo," Shady said, pointing finger guns.

fishmas oh fishmas
the Santa fish go swish swish
Perch-ance to bring gifts

"Shady, it's a good joke -- it's a great joke even -- but I need you to stop," @MaybeAndrew said.

"Ayeee, clock app!" Shady said, turning their finger guns on Andrew. "Wait, wait, I've got another!"

Big fish, little fish
Which fish wish do you wish wish?
A gift for miss fish!

"Shady, do yourself a favor and just delete..." @Seirre thought for a moment. "All of it, really. You really didn't need to inflict your poetry uponst us."

"Hey, it's not my fault," Shady protested. "The irascible couch made me do it."

Shady the narrator sighed. Shady was proud that they'd somehow driven a nebulous force to the point of such despair. How many more synonyms did you find?

"... one," Shady admitted.

Let's have it. The narrator seemed as fed up as Shady's third and a half grade jungle exploration course instructor had when Shady tried to jump into a hot water geyser to look for fish.

Shady hesitated a moment, feeling mocked, then shouted "THE BELLICOSE COUCH!"

"You get that out of your system?" @ForeverYoung299 asked flatly.

"Yes."

"Finalllllly," @ThikiNiki groaned. "It was starting to sound like Vogon poetry in here."

Vogon poetry is of course, the third worst in the universe. The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. During a recitation by their poet master Grunthos the Flatulent of his--

"I think we get the idea, Narrat-y," Shady interrupted. "But if I wanted to reach those levels, I'd simply go:"

Blub Blub Blub Blub Blub
Blub Blub Blub Blub Blub Blub Blub
Blub Blub Blub Blub Blub

"Why are you... the way that you are?" @WrenZorya asked.

Shady turned around with a guilty look. "... Blub?"

@AceassinOfTheMoon sighed. @illy7896 groaned. @Vasticity went -_- @JoyDark clapped, but it seemed impressively sarcastic. @NivedaJames22 blubbed back.

Suddenly @Charm came sprinting into the room with a small Solo cup and thrust it into Shady's hands. "Pocket fish!"

@Axolotl leaned forward and looked into the cup. "Yup. That's a pocket fish alright."

Shady looked down at it. "This is clearly just a goldfi--"

"POCKET! FISH!" @Corvid interrupted.

"But I haven't any pockets," Shady said.

@Hkumar materialized in a cloud of smoke and magically constructed a pocket for Shady and their fish.

"POCKET!" Shady squealed in delight. "POCK! ET! FISH!"

They slid the cup and fish into their pocket and went sprinting away, running squarely into @Lava who said "Hey, cool pocket!"

"Thanks! It has fish!" Shady spotted a friend up ahead. "@Que! Hey Que! LOOK AT MY POCKET FISH!"

Lady was shaken out of her snow trance as @Elfboys voice sounded beside her. She tilted her head, starting to smile,"Elf!," then looked down in confusion as a cup was forced into her hand and she was moved, "elf?"
She looked down at the steaming cup in her hand,"ah tea, thank you elf."

Taking a sip she looked around at the chaotic scene. @TheMythMaster was stating suspiciously at a giant red X painted into he snow, chaos was happening in the cabin, something about fish now, and elf was holding a chicken- a chicken? She looked at elf,"what do you have magic pockets now? Thats @Alliyahs chicken. She reached out and gently stroked the confused chickens head,"aw chickens are so cute."

Lady looked back up at @Elfboy ,"do you have any idea of what's going on? Because I'm a bit confused to be honest. Its too much chaos to keep up with. And I'm not sure who else to tag, so I keep tagging you and myth. She sipped her tea thoughtfully.

Harry took a quick look around. As you know by now, he's too lazy to actually read the other posts so he jus.. Mr. Narrator...Don't make me say this.. Don't make may say this twice. I know. Sooo Scary. Do I detect an increase in the sass factor? No..nope..no. Nothing.

Harry whirled on the couch covered in rainbow mashed potatoes that had just challenged them to a haiku contest. He first stopped to chuckle. He'd heard from Vankous about a couch that had once turned him into a pink rabbit and that was a truly hilarious memory. Harry why on Earth are you referencing an obscure roleplay that only @Magebird or maybe @LittleLee is going to even remember. Is this some half hearted attempt to re-start it? My secrets are out...I am ruined.

After that disappointing leak, Harry turned to leave, head hung in sha....Mr. Narrator. What are you doing? Sorry This is what really happened.

Harry turned dramatically in a circle, doing a full 360. Why you might ask? Well so he could reference the tea/ coffee situation going on with @LadyMysterio @TheMythMaster @TypoWithoutCoffee and @Elfboy of course. Harry has to get those tags...ahem..observe the surroundings somehow.

He studied the situation at hand. @ShadowVyper had made a daring attempt at defeating the couch with some specialist fish haikus. Dear Cod, he'd not laughed so hard in so long. Did you just use a fish pun again? It was a great oppur-tuna-ty Of for Cod's sake, not another fish pun. Oh dear. It's contagious.

As the disembodied voice of the narrator proceeded to dramatically stare at a disembodied invisible camera in horror, Shady cheered them on. "Any fin is possible, just don't trout yourself."

Harry looked dramatically at the couch. The poetic reinforcements hadn't launched an attack yet. @Sierre appeared to be caught up in the coffee situation and @alliyah was off looking for her chicken. @Liminality and @Plume were nowhere to be seen. It was time to attempt a haiku. A Christmas Haiku.

A kangaroo spins,
dances with a bandicoot,
then falls in a lake.

I don't think that has anything to do with christmas at all Harry finds himself unable to argue with that. His brain appears to be running on low battery mode. He tries again.

A red reindeer spins,
dances with a happy elf,
then falls in a lake.

Okay that got close. Third time's the charm perhaps? You're actually being helpful for a change Mr. Narrator. I have my moments.

I interrupt you,
I narrate things to you all
I am interrup..

Heyy...I'm doing the poeting here. Case in point Ohhh..well I walked into that one.

Harry clears his throat and tries once again, channeling the chaotic energy of @Carina, @veeren @Omni and the mystical philosophical a few more -cal's from @Arcticus.

A big holiday,
bringing cheers and joy to all,
I should go home now.

On that note, Harry dramatically stairs at the Rainbow Potato Couch, daring it to fight back. It had no chance of winning in any pigment of its imagination.

On that horrifying attempt at a pun, I think you should stop for the day. For once I agree with you

In the background, a microwave popped into existence on a kitchen counter that had somehow decided it was going to part of what had so far been some sort of living room...

Foreshadowing? Shhhh...that's a secret. @SilverNight will know what to do

As the microwave began to beep louder and louder, Silver recalled it from her mysterious tagbook plans with @HarryHardy and knew what it meant wondered what it was.

Had someone warmed up a snack without telling her?? Oh, the injustice! Who could have been so cruel as to locate the kitchen without sharing it with anyone? They would end up with a face covered in rainbow potatoes.

“We must locate the beeping and grab a snack!” Silver exclaimed. “The snack is the most important part of the mission, of course.”

“But I haven’t even had a turn to say my own haikus!” The couch whined. “I want a turn.”

“Tough luck,” @Seirre said. “I think we won.”

The couch sulked and looked pouty. No, the narrator doesn’t know how the couch could do that. “No fair! I want a chance to—”

"You dare challenge my fish haikus?" @ShadowVyper demanded, holding their pocket fish up. Silver had been right about them hiding fish around.

The couch, apparently, did not challenge the fish haiku and shut up.

"Come on!" Silver cried. "Onwards, to the kitchen!"

The army— flock— swarm— whatever a group of hungry YWSers was called— charged through the nearest door.

Silver, stop right there. The hallway is the other way. You've led everyone into a closet.

"We've all made honest mistakes," Silver muttered. "What are you doing here, anyway? You should be bothering Harry and Shady."

They all turned around and went the other way, following the sound of the beeps. @alliyah's chickens led the way this time, hopping all over the place. @Liminality and @GrandWild picked them all up and set them on their shoulders so they wouldn't get in the way. @Atticus had decided from earlier that Naruto running really was the most effective way to get around and sprinted ahead of them.

After a few wrong turns— and a couple more closet run-ins— the YWSers made their way to the kitchen and the troublesome microwave.

"Microwave!" Silver shouted. "We have fought our way through many closets to hear what you have to say. Now, speak!"

It would've been really awkward for her if the microwave was just a normal microwave and couldn't say anything. Fortunately, it spoke up with a buzzing voice while the beeps went on. "Took you long enough," it said.

"Does everything here have an attitude?" @Omni complained.

The microwave didn't seem to like that, because the beeping suddenly sped up and increased in volume. All the YWSers staggered and covered their ears.

"Ah! No, make it stop!" @Carina moaned, while @Plume hollered, "It's too much!"

"You've just made your challenge harder," the microwave said.

"Challenge?" Silver asked. "Aw, not again."

"What you did with the couch was fair enough, but I want more than a decent performance. I challenge you all to a Christmas rap battle! The beeps can act as your background beatbox. Yes, they're faster now, but... I guess that's just going to make things more interesting."

"And why would we do that?" @AceassinOfTheMoon asked.

"I think you'll find there's a high reward." The light inside the microwave turned on, and the YWSers peered through the glass. Inside, there seemed to be a steaming mug.

"Is that...?" @atlast whispered.

"Hot chocolate," @Magebird said in a hushed, reverent voice. "The finest of all winter treats."

"Give it to us!" Silver shouted, pressing the OPEN button over and over as hard as she could. But the door stayed shut, locking away the wonderful, delicious, exquisite, heavenly hot chocolate.

"Don't you see?" the microwave asked. "You do the rap battle. I open the door. It's a win-win."

"We need that hot chocolate," @FireEyes said, giving the microwave a fiery glare. The narrator is pretty proud of that line.

"I hope we've brushed up on our rhymes and rhythm," Silver said. "Who will bring home the prize for us?"