Everyone in Christmas Town Knows

"Whose bright idea was this?" said Race as he rolled off the couch and onto the floor.

"Yours....." muttered Spot quirking an eyebrow as Race landed on his back onto the skateboard full of snacks.

"Ow," he crawled towards the TV.

"That was yours too," laughed Spot flipping through the stack of movies they had yet to watch.

"And yours was A Christmas Story," said Race throwing the DVD case cross the room with disdain.

"Hey, that movies a classic," Spot chucked a DVD at him.

"More like an antique," said Race catching the movie, "I hope I broke it."

"You just hate Christmas, lighten up," Spot sat back down on the couch and grabbed the popcorn resting on the table.

"I hate commercialism, not Christmas, suck on that," he dove for the couch and hit play.

".....and somehow you always get tons of gifts on Christmas," he threw popcorn at him.

"Whatever, ...." He stared at the TV then resumed their earlier Q and A session. "What's the name of the rabbit in the magic hat in Frosty the Snowman?"

"........" he thought about it for a second, "Hocus Pocus. How much did Lucy charge for psychiatric sessions in A Charlie Brown Christmas?"

"Five cents," he took some popcorn, "In It's A Wonderful Life what happens every time a bell is rung?"

"Pfft, an angel gets its wings, are you even trying? What was the most likely reason that The Grinch hated Christmas?"

"His heart was two sizes too small," he smiled as their candy cane and Christmas tree covered socks touched, "Who narrated the original 1966 TV show How The Grinch Stole Christmas?"

"Boris Karloff!" he picked up a bag of crushed chips, "What was Dr. Seuss' real name?"

"What? Who knows something like that?" he took the popcorn and put it on the skateboard.

"Theodor Geisel you loser, you're so lucky I love you for things other than your knowledge of random trivia," he tossed some chip crumbs at him.

"Christmas trivia!" he picked up the popcorn and started to throw it at him, "You know what's sad you don't even like Christmas music."

"Just shut your yap and watch the movie!" he shoved him off the couch. "In Jingle All The Way where and when was the Christmas parade filmed."

"Los Angeles Universal Studios in May and I hate you!"

"No you don't," he smirked.

"Hm.....Jingle All The Way is based on what?" he rested on his elbows staring up at Spot.

"The shopping frenzy over the Cabbage Patch dolls," he sat up, "In-"

Race had leaped from his position on the ground and pinned him down and kissed him.

"What was that?" he smiled oddly at him.

"I'm tired of your stupid know-it-all trivia fest, Merry Christmas Shawn."

"I got you a gift," said Shawn staring at the ceiling.

"You're the only gift I need," he smiled knowing how cheesy it sounded.

"That was so corny I could smack you!"

"And I got you something, but I guess I'll just return it," Race got up and grabbed the gift from his bag and tossed it to Spot.

"So much for your commercialism talk," he caught it and opened it, "I love it. We're watching this next you do realize that right?"

"I'm willing to suffer through Rudolph and the Island of Misfit Toys for you," he jumped over the couch and sat next him.

"This never leaves the house or-"

"You'll kill me I know, love you too."

Race figured it would be best if he didn't tell him that everyone already knew about Spot's secret love of old Christmas cartoons.

Life was just safer this way.

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