As Mal, Evie, Jay, Carlos, and Freddie entered Auradon Prep's huge auditorium they skidded to a stop, completely taken aback by the extravagance that awaited them. Not only did it look like a snowstorm of crystal snowflakes was falling from the ceiling but four enormous fir trees stood each corner, all lavishly decorated with ribbons, garland, candles, ornaments, and tinsel.

"Whoa, did Christmas throw up in here or what?" Mal asked, turning away from the small mountain of gaudily wrapped gifts under each tree to fix wide-eyes on her boyfriend.

"We always decorate like this," Audrey interrupted, "I was chair of the decorating committee this year. It's perfect!"

"Uh, yeah," Mal adjusted with a slight grimace, catching Evie's elbow before the transfixed VK stumbled into her, "It's great, Audrey. Nice job."

"Thank you," Audrey gushed, glowing with pleasure.

"I've never seen anything like this!" Evie asserted, trembling with delight as Doug took her off Mal's hands..

"You'll get used to it," he reassured, pecking her cheek.

"So anyways," Ben broken in, "I brought us here because, well, I thought it'd be fun for you guys to hear stories about Christmas in Auradon."

"You know your dad made the annual Christmas concert required watching over on the Isle, right?" Jay asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Oh, I know you were required to watch our public celebrations," the king acknowledged, "but I can guarantee that you didn't see everything!"

"Is there any other reason you brought us here, maybe?" Mal asked, folding her arms across her chest with a pointed look.

"Ah, well, yeah," he reddened, giggling uncomfortably, "You know me well. I'm also hoping that you guys would share some of your memories of Christmas on the Isle."

"Well, that'll be a short story," Evie gave him a strange look, hands on her hips.

"Really, too short to be worthwhile," Jay agreed, dismissing the idea with a shrug.

"Yeah, like nonexistent," Carlos added, protectively folding his arms over his chest.

"Zippo," Freddie confirmed, snapping her fingers.

"Oh, come on!" Ben protested, "Everybody celebrates Christmas!"

"It's a national holiday," Audrey added.

"I know right!" Chad agreed.

"Yeah, well, we're kinda from a different country," Carlos grumbled.

Jane looked sympathetic, "It's okay."

"Wow, that's so sad," Lonnie wiped away a tear as she took Jay's hand.

"It's wonderfully sad," Ally agreed, sympathetically reaching out, "I mean—"

"Oh, I bet that helped!" Jordan interrupted, rolling her eyes.

"I hope so!"

"Uh, I was being sarcastic, Ally."

"So, you don't think it's helpful?"

Jordan folded her arms over her chest with a pointed look, "Do I really have to answer that?"

"So, what did you guys do on Christmas?" Audrey demanded, hands on her hips.

"The same stuff we did every day," Mal shrugged, "Stole candy from babies, spread havoc and terror, stuff like that."

"So, no dreams of sugarplums dancing in your head?" Ben asked, giggling uncomfortably again.

"We were more into nightmares back then," she replied, cocking her head with slightly condescending smile.

"Yeah," Evie agreed, staring at the floor with a soft reflective smile.

"Oh, come on!" Ben repeated, "You must've done something to celebrate Christmas!"

"Nope," Mal shook her head, sharing an incredulous look with her Isle friends. Sometimes, even now, Auradon kids could be so naive!

"I mean, you had to watch us celebrate, right?

"Yes…"

"So...didn't we make an impression on you?"

"You guys aren't exactly popular over there, you know," Carlos reminded him.

"Well, maybe..." Jay acquiesced warily, suddenly hesitant as an old memory flashed in his mind; he caught Lonnie's eye and smiled.

"Okay, me too," Carlos readily dropping his defensiveness if someone else was willing too; he reached for Jane's hand.

Freddie nodded silently, a tiny smile appearing on her lips.

"Yeah," Evie agreed, again staring at the ground with a soft reflective smile.

All eyes turned to Mal.

"Alright, fine," she acquiesced, folding her arms over her chest as the corners of her lips tweaked upwards, "I have a story too—but do you really want to hear it?"

"I do." Ben affirmed.

"Alright, fine. You asked for it."

Author's Note: Merry Christmas everyone!