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Cheer

Posted by Eeyore on Monday, December 17 2018 at 00:19:29AM

Christmas time exceptions? Many people do need a humorous uplift at the holidays.

A little idea I just had a bit of fun with, thinking I'd call it Christmas Cheer, or just "Cheer" to give it an edgy feel. Should I develop it? I wouldn't be able to post it here, so don't expect to see it. Hope it gives a smile or two to my fellow GL'ers.

Jenny and I had been sort of a thing for a while now. Her single, drug-addicted mother seemed to be more concerned about blowing time, money, and her supplier instead of being a responsible parent to her pretty 9-year-old daughter.

We'd been living just north of town, out on Candy Cane Lane. My little neighbor had gradually been offloaded onto me to look after, and she herself was glad to be away from her train wreck of a mom as often as possible. I had no visible complaints to register.

"You're way better than my old teddy bear" she'd reply with relief when I'd ask which she felt more attached to. It was sort of sad that I was being called and asked to come over to babysit once again, especially on Christmas eve. Whenever mom asked me to babysit, it would inevitably turn ito a two or three day affair.

Nevertheless, I had expected this, and planned to make the holiday as warm and bright as possible, considering the circumstances. I grabbed the Prancer movie and the colorful set of markers Jenny had pointed to in the store the week before, and I headed out.

Unbeknownst to me, Jenny had made her own plans. When I walked in the door, there was a Santa outfit and a white beard layed out on the sofa. I looked over to see Jenny wearing a frilly dress and high pigtails, hands on her hips with an impatient expression. "Put it on. Now."

I was taken by surprise to put it mildly, but nothing could have prepared me for what she was about to do with her stuffed reindeer. It hit me that I was suddenly in over my head, and needed to make a quick decision. There was definitely nothing about this in the used parenting manuals I had dutifully bought a few months before. I mentally flipped to a page that only said to me in a Doctor Spock voice, "You're on your own this time, kid."

With a hard gulp and feeling a slight panic, the words "Ho, ho, ho?" blurted from my lips before I even had time to think things through. Jenny gave a wry smile. Things were getting dicey fast.

(Crap, I can never post this anywhere now, without it being linked to my name here. I hand it off to anyone who might like to tweak it or finish it. Just don't post it here.)

"Ohh, Santa, I've been a NAUGHTY girl."



Eeyore





• ( https link ) Love for the Jennys of the world
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