Perfect. It's almost Christmas and it certainly doesn't feel like it. Nick sat in his little meeting room somewhere in Alaska: he was supposed to host the meeting today since it is almost HIS holiday. So he was. He would host it in the North Pole, but his dad was still pissed off at him. Took away most of his 'Santa Magic.' To top it all off, he was having a terrible hangover from drinking some Vodnog the night before. He sat there at the long round table, head in his arms as he tried to nap at the table before the others arrived.

 

Miguel already arrived. He loved coming to these things just to watch Nick get annoyed at everyone. He sat down in his usual seat with a snicker. "Hola my red-nosed amigo."

 

"Did you hear me say that you're not allowed to be here?" Nick asked with an aggravated groan.

 

"Didn't YOU hear me say that I don't give a firetruck and I do what I want?" With that, Miguel kicked back and relaxed while he waited for the others, most notably Grim and Samhain. He liked them the most. Especially Samhain. He was so adorable. He didn't know if the other infected holidays would show up. The gloomed infected were technically banned from the meetings recently, but they could still show up. He was gloomed himself, but at least it didn't really change him; it was like a cold to him so far.

(It's okay Firo! And Star, I GIVE YOU MORE COFFEE)

 

Miguel's pulled back his arm with his eyes widening. He was utterly shocked at what his best friend just did. For a moment he was worried that Grim's personality fell victim to the Gloom, but from what he said to Lucifer it sounded like Grim was still friendly. "A-Amigo..." He said, almost speechless. He wanted to fight, but he still felt weak from his injury. He saw Lucifer argue with Jack a bit and sighed. "Niño, can you stop fighting with 'Ol Diablo and help us por favor?" He suddenly took out a throwing knife and threw it right at the skull of one of the skeletons nearby Jack that just was about to strike at him. It knocked the skeleton to the ground. He pulled back his arm in pain; the throw made a shot of pain travel right up his arm. "A-Agh..."

 

Meanwhile, Nick was freaking out with what Aoba was doing. A marble appeared and it's sucking them in?! "W-WHAT THE FUC-" Now they were suddenly in Grim's cabin. Nick landed right on his behind. Suddenly he got up, put his hand to his mouth and ran to the nearest Victorian trash can to vomit. He had terrible motion sickness added with the hangover made his stomach feel as though it went through a meatgrinder from the trip. "Aggghhhhhhh..." He groaned, probably for the tenth time this day.

Miguel made him snap out of it and use the staff he kept holding to freeze a group of ten skeletons in a thick layer of ice.

"Forget it we gotta find Merc. he should still be around here somewhere." He said then saw Miguel in pain. Looks like he was having some trouble with his injuries despite the gloom. He proceeded to freeze as many as he could to give Miguel some time to recuperate. He flew just enough to be out of reach and still have a decent reach. He waved the staff and from nowhere a hailstorm of icy blades started appearing from nowhere and shatter some of the skeletons.

"So Goldie wanna help out?" Jack said with a sort of 'You're not that good anyway look.

Aoba landed on the sofa, clapping while smiling. “I need to do that more often!” Aoba laughed. He was grateful that he could use his power of wishes that way. Otherwise it would be depending on his father for transportation, and Father Time wasn’t a very patient man for that kind of stuff. “Grim has daddy issues with Death apparently. So he has this little cabin to stay over whenever he gets mad at his dad. Oh but don’t tell him I said that, it’s a secret!” Aoba gasped to himself, waving his arms a bit nervously at the fact that he had spilled out yet another secret. Were to Grim to find out he wouldn’t be giving Aoba anymore of his homemade cookies. Among one of the counters, there were jars of souls with tags on them with the name of the souls of Grim’s collection. “I hope Grim is doing ok, we kind of left him back there…whoops.” Aoba eventually remembered.

 

…

 

Grim’s expression didn’t change much as Miguel pulled his arm away. He didn’t expect anything less, by now he expected to be called a lunatic crazy head for what he just did. Even if it didn’t affect his personality currently, it was obvious that the gloom was having an effect on his body, internally at least as his dead cold skin began to form warmth in the shape of a fever. Seeing Miguel in pain, Grim quickly pulled him back up. “Don’t force yourself.” Grim hissed as he looked around. Where had the others gone? Regardless, they had to get out of here. It appeared that these skeletons were endless, no matter how many of them they defeated, two more would appear to replace the lost one. “Jack, Lucifer, Miguel is hurt, we have to get him out of here. Can any of you teleport us to my cabin?” Grim asked. His method of teleportation, hilariously enough, was his scythe. Much like a witch, he would ride on it and go wherever he needed to go. But the scythe wasn’t in condition to fit two people, not without one of them falling to their death anyways. “Jack maybe Mercury has gone with the others, but we have to make sure to regroup with them and plan something out, otherwise we’ll be in deeper trouble than we already are.” Grim spoke, gently holding his head as he felt a few beads of sweat go down his cheek. He’d never sweat before, not from his cold body. It felt odd.

 

Jack said with a sort of 'You're not that good anyway look.

 

Jack said with a sort of 'You're not that good anyway look.

 

Jack said with a sort of 'You're not that good anyway look.

 

Lucifer's eyes widened in rage as he summoned multiple portals behind him. Raising his left hand, he violently brought it down, causing multiple swords to fire at the skeletons. Smiling evilly, the speed of the swords being thrown increased to a machine gun-like pace. "Where is your cabin, Death? My speed is the utmost supreme of the land." he inquired, without taking his eyes off the enemies.

"Hmm The human world...I don' really like jumpin' realms, but alright, lad.," the varmill said to the child.

 

After he said that, Aoba's little marble began to shine, and the holidays were sucked in.

 

In Grim's cabin, the varmill landed right on his face on the wooden floor with a very loud slap. 

 

"OH!"

 

The varmill slowly sat up and rubbed his face.

 

"Ow...ouch...ooh, that smarts..." 

 

After he recovered from the fall, he just sat on the floor and looked around the cabin.

 

"Wow. You're right Ayano. This home sure is a beauty.", he said.

 

He turned his head to Aoba, who was speaking.

 

"Ahaha. Well, don't worry, lad. I-I'm sure Grim and the other healthy 'olidays will be fine. Heck, he might even bring 'em here, if we're lucky!", he responsed.

 

Then, the varmill looked to Nick and sighed. He wrapped his arms around his knees.

 

"Jeez, What a Merry Christmas this has been, huh? We should just stay here for a bit, relax, and maybe get something to munch on, right Nick, Samhain, Ayano, and Aoba?", he asked.

Miguel promptly nodded in agreement to his scythe wielding friend. "Sì I agree with Grim- AYE!" He growled at Lucifer and Jack. He would've screamed at them but he's hurt enough as it is. "Jack Jill caiate la boca!" Too late. Lucifer was already at it. Lovely. "Diablo- Dios Mio! Grim, these pendejas are going to get themselves killed..." (Sorry if I spelt any of the Spanish wrong LOL I haven't taken Spanish in two years.)

 

Meanwhile Nick shook his head slowly to Varmill while he was slumped over the trashcan. He held it close to his chest, almost as if he adopted it as his child or some crap like that. "Ughhh Nu-uhhhhhhh......" The Easter Bunny made the sickness even worse; the hopping shook the floor some. "S-Stop...... It..." He muttered between groans.

Edited January 6, 201510 yr by Aqua7KH

"For the love of father, Lucifer stop being so sensitive." Grim hissed as he looked down at Miguel, then back at Lucifer. "It's hidden within the woods of the Andes Mountains." Grim explained as he then turned to Jack. "I'm sure Mercury will be alright. He's lasted this long he can last a little longer." With that Grim suddenly swiped Miguel off his feet, carrying him bridal style with the most serious look on his face. "I'll be carrying you until we get back to the cabin." Grim said, gloom from his own body reacting to Miguel's gloom from his wound.

 

 

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Aoba rubbed the back of Nick's back. "Poor Nick. You're the complete opposite of your dad to be honest." Aoba said with a smile as he rubbed his back.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Edited January 6, 201510 yr by Stardustblade358

 Ayano scanned the counter, spotting a few jars of souls as she picked one up. 'Ew, I wonder if I die, my soul will look like that..' When she heard Nick's constant moaning, she felt her eyebrow twitch in annoyance. Looking at Varmill for his reply, she pointed at Nick, "Hey, can I knock him out?" 

The varmill snapped his head towards Ayano.

 

"No! I-I mean..I won't let you knock him out." Then, he got an idea.

He proceeded to remove his red necklace. He gripped it in his small hands tightly. After doing so, he walked over to Nick and knelt down by him. He rubbed his back as well, giving him a smile. Looking back at Ayano, he spoke.

 

"Watch this.", he said to her with a grin.

 

He closed his eyes, took a deep breathe and brought the necklace up to his heart. It began to shake a bit, as well as create a red aura around the varmill. He grit his teeth a bit as the necklace sucked the aura right out of him. It was all tucked in the necklace. He sighed deeply, then brought the necklace up it Nick's heart. The aura then went inside him. 

 

"Here. What this does is extract energy from myself to give to another. Because some o' my own energy is gone, it makes me weak, but you're okay at least. *hic!* ", he said weakly and slightly drunkenly. 

 

"Heh, sorry Ayano. *hic!*", he said with a stupid grin and a red face.

Edited January 6, 201510 yr by Hargleblargleboo

 

(GUYS

I THINK STAR JUST LIFTED AN ANCHOR WHAT

)

 

Miguel basically freaked out. There was no way he was going to let someone carry him like he's a Disney princess or something. It was brutally hurting his ego. "AYEEEE!" He shrieked in Grim's arms. "PUT ME DOWNNNNNNN! A-AMIGOOOOOOO!!!" He slipped into a flurry of Spanish words, some of them not even making sense. "M-MUÑECA!" (My Grandpa literally used to cuss with that word... Which means doll in English LOL) He looked to Lucifer and Jack. "YOU DIDNT SEE ANYTHING!!!" It was hard to tell exactly what Miguel was feeling, after all his face was covered with a skull marking.

 

Meanwhile Nick signed with Aoba's comment. The back rubs were heavenly though. Ayano proposed knocking him out... Which he was about to reply with the middle finger until the Varmill used some Magic on him. He slowly sat up, feeling rather enlightened and almost cheery. "What... I don't feel like I want to punch Miguel in the gut..." He put his hand to his chest. "Am I dying?"

Edited January 6, 201510 yr by Aqua7KH

Miguel's burst of curses and Jack was still translating half the stuff until he stopped at doll ... This was probably going to stay in his head for a while."Miguel mi amigo. Cálmese. Es parte de mi plan.Y no te preocupes yo no vi nada ." He said seeing as tho it was getting Lucifer fired up. The devil could probably take this himself but it was time to leave. And how the hell did he know Spanish??? That point aside if Miguel wouldn't be carried away he would die.

"Its either your Ego or your life. I suggest the latter." He said and soared up a little higher.

Now that the holidays were all out, ash figured he'd escape and regroup. he didnt notice anything the other holidays still in the meeting hall were doing as he was trying not to get infected. He dashed toward the exit the others escaped out of and just before he got out, he notice varmill's  scarf. "He'd want that." he  grabbed it and then dashed out of the area. recalling the ash of the dead tree, he glided across the snow as he saw the others entering the cabin. he entered and saw Aoba on the couch. "Hi all. dont worry im not infected." he turned to Varmill. "Here, i grabbed this as i left." he looked around. "Where are grim and miguel?"

 She sighed at Nick, "At least say thanks, look what you made him do." Seeing Varmill in a drunken-like state, Ayano rolled her eyes as she dragged the holiday over to the couch to rest. When Ash burst through the door offering Varmill's scarf, she took it out of his hands and wrapped it around Varmill's neck. "Well good job not getting infected, but I thought Grim and Miguel was with you back at the meeting place?" 

The Varmill chuckled stupidly at Nick.

 

     "Noooooooooooo~~~. Yer all still you!~ Yer energy's just all replenished, ya' silly goose!~ Betcha' haven't felt that way ina' long time, eh lad?"

 

His stupid slurring of the English language was interrupted when Ayano grabbed him and dragged across the floor to the couch.

 

     "Ooooh!~ Ain't this fun?~" 

 

Once he was at the couch, Ash burst through the door.

 

     "Hiiiiiiiii~~~!, Ashyyyy~~...*hic!* It's so good ta' see youuuu~~! I missed you ya' soooo much!~", the varmill slurred. He breathed a long gasp of sheer joy when he saw he had brought his scarf back.

 

     "Me scarf! Oh, bless yer soul!~~". Ayano was nice enough to wrap it around his neck for him. "Thank ya', lass!~~ Yer a sweetheart!"

 

He settled down on the couch, curling up into a ball like a sleeping puppy. After doing so, he heard Ayano's response to Ash and added to it.

 

     "Yeeeeaaahhh...Are Grimmy and Skull Boy okay? And Jack and Mercury, Aurora, Ryonne, Azalea, and Severa? Oh! It just makes me mad! Stupid Kuro! Stupid shoppers! *hic!* His 'oliday is nothin' but chaos, I tell ya'! Typically American! Ugh!" I need ta' calm down..."

 

He laid his head down on the couch to rest for a bit, but keeping himself awake.

 

     "Ah jeez...I'm acting how the humans do durin' my 'oliday...", he muttered. "Oi. Ash. What happened ta' Grim? Is he okay?", he asked.

Edited January 8, 201510 yr by Hargleblargleboo

(Oops I forgot to leave lol)

 

Lucifer leaped backwards, staring intently at the skeletons. The refusal to leave a fight had been his downfall ages ago, causing him to retreat with the others for now. "Farewell for now, mongrels." he sneered at the skeletons.

"No, i didnt see them as i left, but i was more focused on not becoming infected. there were still alot of skeletons when i got out." Ash replied.

 

Aqua and I will be like

 

 

Aoba jumped in surprise to see Lucifer, Jack Frost, Miguel and Grim suddenly appearing within the cabin. "You guys are here!" Aoba squealed as he stood up. "Nick has been puking for a while. Are you guys alright?" Aoba asked, quickly taking notice of Grim holding a wounded Miguel. "Oh no Miguel, you're hurt!" Aoba gasped as he hurried over to the two, to which Grim took a step back and then to the side, Aoba missing the two and falling forward into the empty space. "Don't get too close to us. You'll get infected with Gloom." Grim warned, slightly coughing into his scarf. "Wait...Grim...you got...?" Aoba asked as he stood back up. Noticing Grim's red pupils standing out now with his black eyes, Aoba jumped a little. "It was in order to be able to fight back against the skeletons." Grim said, beads of sweat going down his forehead as his skin started to heat up rapidly to the point of making him dizzy. He rested Miguel on the bed. "Can someone patch him up? I think he's angry with me for carrying him." Grim said. Aoba looked over at Nick. "Grim has gloom too. What do we do, Nick?!"

 

Miguel was still cursing a fit, until Jack suddenly started to talk perfect Spanish. That shut Miguel right up. "Que?" He understood what Jack said, but the fact that he just spoke in Spanish confused the hell out of him. He found himself in Grim's cabin, immediately recognizing it. He was always fond of the place. Everyone was there too, including that drunken ass Nick. Aoba was worried for the two, and Miguel chuckled. "Oh, Niño sí, don't come near us. Grim sacrificed himself for our sake." After Grim layed Miguel to rest in bed, he tried to sit up but only grunted in pain. "Ya hear that, Nicky?" He asked. "Grim got infected trying to save the culos of everyone back at your cabin." He looked back up to Grim. "I'm not mad... Just don't ever mention this. To anyone. Por favor."

 

Nick would've rolled his eyes at Easter. However he was just so enlightened that he instead thanked Varmill. Ash came in, then the rest of the crew. Nick almost got pissed off Miguel, but instead gave a nod to Grim. "Thanks Grim." Aoba ran up to him and was rather frantic. He let out a stressed sigh, and ran a hand through his hair. "I'd say call the big guy... But we're not on good terms right now."

After the whole Spanish thing they arrived at the cabin. The welcome was nice but where was Mercury? Apparently not here so then where could that guy go anyway?

"...Merc isn't here." he said silently as he looked around. Pretty much everyone was here. He just didnt feel right without that goody goody two shoes around. He then looked at the so called Santa.

"Uh ... Nick ..." He wanted to make a joke but decided against it. Something was wrong with Merc. Jack knew he hated "Actives" but that was an extreme.

"The ungrateful dog joined the enemy." Lucifer stated casually. "No big loss. I'll be sure to put him down myself, if the chance occurs." The entity was perfectly aware that such a blunt statement was rude and inappropriate, which was why he reveled in it more. He could have very well joined the gloom, but wanted to see how far all the members would go before either dieing or converting.

"No need to mention what everybody already saw." Grim said to Miguel with a shrug of his shoulders. He turned to Lucifer. The fallen angel had a point. "Regardless. This has proven one thing: we have traitors among the rest of the spirits. This means that we're in danger, and the holidays are in danger as well. Especially the upcoming ones such as Christmas and New Years." Grim explained as he walked across his cabin, over to the end table, picking up a box of tissues as he wiped some gloom off from his eyes and nose, also wipping the sweat off his forehead. "Grim, are you feeling ok?" Aoba asked concerned, as the usually pale spirit looked even more pale. "I'm fine, I just feel...strange. My body is reaction to the gloom much like it reacts to a sickness, it appears." Grim muttered as he turned over to Nick. "Nick, I don't know if your dad is in good terms with you or not, but remember that the gloom can also affect humans. What will we do if these lunatics start creating a mess out of humanity? Now Mercury is missing...the only thing I'm glad out of all of this is that we discovered this early."

The varmill sat up from the couch, starting to sober up, thanks to his lucky scarf. Lucifer, Jack, Miguel, and Grim enter the warm cabin, and the Varmill greeted them with nervous smile. Then they spoke about their troubles. He slowly stood up from the couch and spoke to Grim.

 

"You...you sacrificed yourself?...That's...quite brave of you. I'm-I'm sorry it had to come to that, though...And Mercury give in to it too?..." He looked down in saddeness for a second, then to Nick. 

"We don't need ta' call ol' Santy. A-all we need to do right now is to help each other. So Grim, I-I can help Miguel, but I might need some help myself as not ta' mess up with my...slight...drunkedness.", he offered, smiling shyly and tapping his index fingers together.

"what can you do for them Varmill?" asked ash. he didnt know what to do. He wanted to help those who had let themselves become infect for the sake of the group, but he didnt know where to begin.

The varmill blinked at Ash in slight suprise.

 

"Hmm...W-well, I know a danty lil' tune that'll heal up most of Miguel's cuts and gashes, but it won't take away the pain. I can't use my necklace since he's all gloomed up. I don't even wanna risk doing that. I dunno what could happen." He crossed his arms, looked down with a slightly stern expression, and tapped his foot.

 

"And about Grim, we probably should keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't...lose himself...and...hurt us..." The varmill shivered at the thought. He didn't want a fellow entity to completely lose themselves in the blackness of the gloom again. It's a terrifying thing to see them change completely. After thinking for a bit, he uncrossed him arms.

 

"But what do I know? Miguel, you know Grim more than I do. H-he is your closest friend, after all." The varmill said to him with a warm grin.

 

He walked over to the others. "A-anyways, Ayano. Jack. Nickolas. Aoba. Lucifer. Do you have any ideas?", he asked them.

Grim gave a light shrug. “I can tie Miguel to the bed and make sure the gloom doesn’t touch you while you try to heal him. After a plan is figured out if it is needed, I can isolate myself in quarantine until we know that this gloom won’t affect me as terribly as it has affected other people.” Grim said as he pulled off his scarf and walked over to Miguel, wrapping the scarf tightly on the gash of his arm. He didn’t had a first aid kid. There wasn’t exactly a need for it. He helped ghosts past back and forth, and anything violent usually was below him to not land a single scratch. He tied the scarf tightly, the white material slowly turning crimson and black. “That should eventually stop the blood, but if you can get it stitched it can help a lot.” Grim muttered. He turned over to the group. They had to come up with a plan. “I can ask for father to give you guys some advice or lend you help. He won’t be willing to come to the mortal world, but due to the casualties he could know more of the gloom than us, and maybe he can lend some help.” Grim said as he went ahead and sat in a corner of the room, using the tissues to wipe the gloom that dripped from his eyes like tears. Aoba thought. “Our main concern is stopping him from ruining Christmas and keep him from trying to kill the rest of us. We could be in danger alone. I wouldn’t suggest for us to be left in less than groups of two, that way there will always be someone there to help if you are attacked. We will have to find a way to…subdue our crazy friend before he causes any more long lasting damage. Other than that, we would have to actually try to keep a watch over him somehow to keep him from creating anymore messes.” Aoba suggested.