A.N I felt like writing somethiung Christmas themed so here it is! (Although I may be slightly late putting it up, lol) So have a merry Christmas/wonderful holiday and a I hope you get what you wanted this year!

NMEC's, Enjoy.

I Hate Christmas

xXBeetle Of DestinyXx

Chapter 1:

Party

Christmas may be the best time of the year for most people but for a select few it is arguably the worst. One of these select few was currently curled up in her bed wishing that her alarm clock would go away. She was about to get up and turn it off then go back to bed when the phone rang in her living room, cursing she jumped out of bed and went to answer it.

"You can't avoid going to work forever," Foaly whinnied when Holly picked up the phone "now get your butt down here before I come round and drag you here, in your pajamas." Holly didn't even bother to answer the centaur before she hung up on him, the only answer that she could think of at the time contained an assortment of swear words and curses that would rival a swear toads vocabulary.

Maybe I shouldn't be so grumpy today, Holly thought to herself as she showered and pulled on her jumpsuit but then again it is Christmas tomorrow and today is guaranteed to be full of last minute shopping rushes which are sure to cause accidents and burglaries thanks to everyone's false sense of security. Now in an even fouler mood Holly grabbed a nettle smoothie from her fridge and stomped out the door into the morning rush.

Holly had been pushed over two times, arrested one person and knocked three unconscious by the time she got to Police Plaza. The fairies at the booking desk parted to allow her through as they saw the temper that she was in. As soon as she had handed her unfortunate prisoner over to the cell guards she stormed straight towards the Commanders office. She was only a few steps away when she was stopped by Wing Commander Vinyáya who had been reading a poster that was stuck to a wall with tape.

"Have you read about this yet?" She asked as Holly stood by her side and leaned in to read the gnommish script.

"I don't believe that I have and I don't believe that I want to either," Holly muttered and tried to walk away from Vinyáya.

"If you're not going to read it then I'm going to read it to you," Vinyáya grinned as she grabbed Holly's elbow and pulled her back to the poster.

"Fine, I'll read it," Holly groaned and read through the poster as quickly as she could "wow a party, can I go now?"

"Are you going to go?" Vinyáya persisted "you haven't been to one of the end of year Christmas parties for three years now and I think that you might like this one, they've changed you know."

"They haven't changed enough to get me to go to one and they never will," Holly

scowled and tried to pull away again "can I go now please; I have to tell the Commander something."

"Just think about it," Vinyáya smiled "and remember that I'm not going to stop nagging you about it until you say that you're going to go."

"You could never nag me enough to get me to go," Holly replied and ran away quickly so that Vinyáya had no chance to pull her back again "ever!" Holly paused outside the Commanders office (it was still a habit from when Commander Root had been in there) and straightened her uniform. She was rather lucky that she had stopped outside because she noticed something that she would have missed otherwise-mistletoe.

"Commander I have something that I need to ask you and don't even think about getting up out of your chair," Holly said quickly as she walked into the room and found a spot out of range of the stupid plant hanging above the doorway.

"Why shouldn't I get out of my chair?" Commander Trouble Kelp asked as he looked up from a pile of paperwork that he was doing.

"Because some idiot has decorated your office without telling you and there is now a sprig of mistletoe hanging above your doorway," Holly looked around the rest of her Commanders office and noticed that it had also been decorated with coloured baubles, cards and a fake Christmas tree over in the far corner

"I noticed the decorations when I walked in this morning and had to check that this was indeed my office but I don't think I noticed the mistletoe, thanks for pointing that out," Trouble smiled and put down his pen "was there something that I could help you with or where just hiding from the Wing Commander in here?"

"How do you know about that?" Holly asked grumpily.

"She came in here this morning and asked me if I was going, of course I'd rather not go but I have to," Trouble grimaced and continued "then she asked me to pester you until you agreed to come but I don't think I said that I would so you're safe for now."

"That's good," Holly smiled as she breathed a sigh of relief "I was just going to tell you that today's going to be a busy day, I already had to arrest someone for stealing an old lady's handbag on the main street."

"And I just sent a riot squad to break up a fight on Crystal Boulevard," Trouble said as he consulted his notes "there's been seven other arrests this morning and I don't think we're going to have enough room in the cells if it gets any worse."

"Good luck with that," Holly laughed "my suggestion would be to kindly give the goblin's to Howlers Peak as an early Christmas present, but I guess you couldn't do that anyway."

"I could," Trouble frowned "but only if I got a council order for it, I wonder if the Wing Commander is still around?"
"I'm glad that you like my idea but I think I'll get out of here before you call her in," Holly walked towards the door and pointed a warning finger at the Commander who was standing behind his chair "don't you dare move until I'm around the corner and a long, long way away from here."

"Now why would I do that?" Trouble grinned mischievously and laughed as Holly cracked her knuckles and walked out of the office, she was delightful in the morning.

Later when Holly was in her office packing up to go home she heard the clatter of hooves outside and Foaly trotted into the room with a huge grin on his face, not to mention a pair of antlers on his head.

"What are those for," Holly asked as she pointed at his head "don't tell me Wing Commander Vinyáya got you too." When Holly had gone to lunch that day Wing Commander had caught up to her outside the mess hall with a very uncharacteristic smirk on her face. When Holly had asked what she was looking so happy about and whether she had had a little too much nettle beer that morning Vinyáya had thrown one of those stupid novelty Santa hats on her head (copied from the mud man version of the story by all the big toy companies underground) and pushed her into the mess hall. Swearing profusely Holly had pulled the hat from her head, thrown it in a nearby bin and gone straight back to her office with the resolve to eat lunch later. Luckily Vinyáya had not tried another attempt to attack Holly with a piece of Christmas propaganda (although she had insisted later that it had just been for fun)

"No, it was Caballine," Foaly grinned "don't you like them?"

"What do you think," Holly scowled "enough of that though, why are you here and if Vinyáya sent you I am going to kill you."

"Steady on there," Foaly said quickly as he held up his hands in mock self-defense "Vinyáya didn't send me, I sent myself."

"You sent yourself to do what exactly?" Holly asked, suspicious.

"I sent myself here to ask if you are going to the party tonight." Foaly backed up quickly as Holly jumped up from her desk and slammed her fist into it, scattering papers and pens everywhere.

"No, I am not going," she shouted "and nothing that you say is going to convince me otherwise."

"You sure?" Foaly frowned "because everyone's going, me, Cab, Ash, Vinyáya, Grub, Commander Kelp?"

"I know they are and that still doesn't make me want to go," Holly retorted, all too aware of the emphasis that the centaur had put on the last name "and I'm pretty sure that you are purposely forgetting to mention the fact that Chix Verbil is going to be there as well."

"Of course I'm not," Foaly laughed but he wasn't very convincing "and maybe if you had a date then he wouldn't bother you."

"Don't you even think of going there you smelly centaur," Holly growled and grabbed her bag up from the floor.

"But I'm sure he wouldn't-"

"Drop it Foaly, I'm going home," Holly elbowed her way past the centaurs rump and escaped into the corridor.

"If you would just ask him he would say yes," Foaly shouted after her quickly retreating back "just because he can't find the guts to ask you himself doesn't mean you should ignore him!"

"Shut up Foaly!" Holly shouted back as she ran for the door "and I am not going to the party no matter how much you beg!" The centaur shrugged as Holly disappeared through the double doors at the end of the corridor and was about to turn away and go back to the ops booth when he felt someone poke him in the side and pull him into the recently vacated office that he had been about to leave.

"You're dead Foaly," Commander Trouble Kelp muttered as he locked the door.

E.N Please review (that would be the best Christmas present ever!) and read on! (Or do those two things in reverse order-it could be easier)