This chapter is a little bit of the story it describes of how all of the fictions are preparing and celebrating the biggest holiday of the season.
¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬Noctus and Marella wore busy. It was that time of the year again the time well all the differences are put aside (or so they try to do that). They wore trying to find enough food for the traditional Christmas dinner. When they wore doing that Soren and Eglantina wore playing Battle of the ice claws for the 100000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 time while Kludd was trying to get away from all the circus and listening to them for the same time over and over again and Eglantina’s always crying that she wants to be Lyze of Kile because Soren had promised her that but of course it never happened. Mrs. P. noticed that Kludd was looking a little bit for himself so she decided to ask him if everything was OK.
“Kludd, are you OK”
Kludd turned to her and said “No, I’m sick and tired from all of that Guardians talk, why can’t they just grow up especially Soren. And do they have to be extra annoying on Christmas with that battle. It’s like they don’t have enough time trough the whole year and they can do it only on Christmas”
“Kludd, it’s not about time it’s about Christmas spirit and sharing the joy with them. Let them have their fun for just one day and maybe join them they will be happy if you showed some interest maybe tell them your own story. You said that they aren’t real so you can change everything just have some fun at least today than you can be the same old grumpy Kludd again” Mrs. P. tried to change Kludd’s attitude.
“If you say so” Kludd said trough his clinched beak than turned to his siblings and said “Do you have space for one more to join”.
Soren and Eglantina turned surprised to Kludd but they quickly let him join the party. Soon after that Noctus and Marella returned home and wore shocked to see Kludd play and have fun siblings instead fighting with them.
“Do my eyes see right or am I getting old” Noctus asked his wife.
“Let them be. After all it’s family time tonight” said Marella and soon than the whole family was eating Christmas dinner.
In Asgard the whole place was going crazy not a single soul was without the work. There was running all around the place and decorating every hall there was. Expect for Loki. Loki hated Christmas since the day he got the news he isn’t Odin’s son and wasn’t able to be the same with his fake (so he thought) family. Thor saw that and decided to change his brother’s mood.
“Come on Loki it’s not all that bad we still have each other just enjoy tonight”.
“You just don’t get it Thor don’t you? How can you be so naïve when you know that nothing will ever be the same.” Loki almost shouted at his so called “brother”. “Odin lied to me he’s not even my real father. He stole me from Loufey who’s my real father”
“I think I know what may cheer you up. Come with me.” And with that Thor let Loki go to Joutenhaim to have Christmas with his real family instead with the Odin and other gods.
Christmas at Ga’Hoole. Time of the year that everyone loves. The chore is singing, the halls are redecorated there’s lots and lots of food and of course the stories to be told. Everyone had a story to tell to the young ones. Bubo was telling the stories of how he become an blacksmith at the tree, Boron and Baran of how they become king and queen but the best story, as it was for Soren so was for all other young owlets, it was the Battle of the Ice claws and Lyze was busy telling the same story for next 100000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 times until he was saved by Baran and Boron who called them for the traditional Guardian dinner.
It was one of the most hateful time of the year for the Pure ones. Every one hated Christmas. The most hateful was no other than the leader Metal Beak.
“That boldly time of the year. No good joy and other stuff” Metal Beak mutters for himself. But Nyra could hear him.
“My lord what’s wrong?” she asked
“I hate the all goody Christmas. Why does everybody thing it brings joy. Not to us. Not to my family” Metal Beak said and his eye stared to tear
“What happened to you’re family my lord” Nyra hoped that she will get to know her mate better if he would tell her his history.
“I lost both parents in an ongoing war with the hawks. They didn’t deserve such brutal death they wore a loving birds who wouldn’t harm a fly” Metal Beak said on the edge of crying.
When Nyra herd a part of her mate’s history she gave him a gently nuzzle.
Joutenhaim the coldest place in the universe. Where Christmas could be every day. But it wasn’t. Why? Because Loufey didn’t have any reason to have it. Sure he had his people that treated his as family but is wasn’t the same without his son Loki.
“One day I will have you back and than we will celebrate Christmas like real father and son as we should every year not that you’re with some fake family and I’m all alone down hire” Loufey said to himself and clichéd his fist as he swore revenge on Asgard.