Slayers Fan Fiction ❯ 'Twas the Night Before Solstice ❯ One-Shot

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'Twas the Night Before Solstice
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Xellos's Holiday Feast


Twas the night before Solstice,
And all through the world,
Good will and good wishes,
Had start'd to unfurl.

All the houses and castles,
Were decked to the halls,
And a blanket of snow,
Covered them all.

"Enough!" Xellos said.
"All this peace and goodwill!
As a black-hearted monster,
It's making me ill!"

"We mazoku eat anger,
Angst, fear pain and hate.
And right now I forget,
When last was I ate!"

"I must do some deed,
To give me a meal.
Shall I kick puppies?
Burn kingdoms? Get real!"

"Or shall I steal Solstice?
That would do in a pinch,
But that's not my style --
I'm Trickster, not Grinch."

Then a thought came to Xellos,
And he chuckled with glee.
"The wit, the ingenue,
That's definitely me!"

Now we cut to Sailoon,
Where the Slayers have gathered.
And from Sailoon Castle,
There arose such a clatter.

Twas Lina and Gourry,
At their usual repast,
With plates of sweet pastries
Vanishing fast,

"Hey, Lina, that's mine!
Go get your own!"
There was a clatter of plates,
And cutlery thrown.

Amelia was up,
Busy as a bee,
Setting up greens,
And the great Solstice Tree.

"I shouldn't have waited.
It's always this way --
I finish, just barely,
On the very last day."

Zel sat by the fire,
Writing a letter.
Would it kill the good spirit,
For me to get better?

I'm still a chimera,
Try as I might.
You think, after all,
I've earned a respite?

"My, my, dear Zelgadis,
What have we there?"
"Xellos, you fruitcake,
Why are you here!"

Xellos took the short letter,
From Zelgadis's hands.
"My, my," he repeated,
"Such boring demands."

"For the Spirit of Solstice?
How odd... I was told,
Only children wrote letters,
And you are how old?"

"But my purpose, dear friends,
Is quite a shift --
In the spirit of Solstice,
I come bearing gifts!"

"One for Lina and Gourry,
And Amelia -- there's she.
Oh, chin up, Zelgadis --
Everything's free."

"Well, Miss Amelia,
I chose for you,
This special small dagger,
To fit in you shoe."

"So the next time some cousin,
Seeks your head and the throne,
One swipe of that dagger,
And his plan is blown."

"And, Mister Gourry,
I got you these."
He held up some handcuffs,
And looked rather pleased.

"Put these on your sword,
And whate'er you go through,
It'll stay by your side...
And Lina will too."

"Now, Mister Zelgadis,
The stores were sold out,
Of cures for chimeras,
But don't you pout."

"This is second-best to a cure,
The shopkeeper said."
And he put a brown bag,
O'er Zelgadis's head.

"Finally, Miss Lina,
Sorceress supreme,
In magic without equal,
La creme de la creme."

But to make up for,
Your one tiny flaw..."
He gave a shocked Lina,
A pink padded bra.

The Slayers' reactions,
Were what he had though.
The emotions in Sailoon,
Got angrily hot.

"I'm not that forgetful!"
"I'm not that monstrous!"
"Mister Xellos, I'm sorry,
But this is very unjust!"

Then the three stopped,
Their furious ranting,
For dear Lina Inverse,
Had begun chanting.

"Miss Lina! Not here!"
Amelia's mouth was agape.
"No spells in the castle!
Daddy'd go ape!"

At Amelia's remark
Xellos took his cue.
He stepped to the hearth.
"I must bid you adieu."

As he vanished from Sailoon,
He said with great zeal:
"Happy Solstice, dear Slayers,
And thanks for the meal!"