## All I want for Christmas is you

Post by MoonDust » Sun Dec 01, 2013 2:32 am

My wish list have been written while listening to christmas songs. It was time to share it with family and friends. As usual I only had one wish, this year I had a very special wish and I badly hoped it would be that instead of the stupid clothes I were bought from my grandparents every year, or toothbrushes. Usually, though I had what I wished for, except for those whished impossible to be granted. Like a woman tied up in present paper or one handcuffed in our garden and gagged. But this time I was sure I would get what I wished for, because it was simple, nice and really sweet, also it would be enjoyable. I had only told one person-my cousin- about my wish, and I had a broad grin and a; 'maybe' in reply. The snow fell from a heavy clouded, grey sky and covered the ground like a really big, white bed sheet. A crumbled one.
"Johnny, have you cleaned your room?" Dad shouted from downstairs. I called a 'yes' back even if I hadn't cleaned my room yet, so I bounced up on my feet, balancing on the balls of my toes, before skipping across the room to simply brush the dirty clothes and what else I could have laying around, under my bed. No one would notice, I thought to myself, feeling satified with the quickly cleaned room. It had taken me less than ten minutes. Suddenly I could hear feet slapping the wood of the stairs, leading upstairs, someone knocking on the door and peeked through a crack. It was my older brother. It was a brief moment of silence where in the silence I could notice his sly smirk and his arched brow. He leaned on the door.
"What did you wish for christmas this year, brother?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
"It's a secret" I announced bluntly. This time I wasn't going to share it with anyone and last year my brother, Raymond spoiled everything by tying me up and lay me on the dinner table before the guests arrived. So when we were ready to eat, they all found me-gasping and shocked- by my strictly bound appearance. They had laughed, when Raymond told them how he finally got me, ending the story with: "Finally I got that slippery eal" To my defense he managed to trap me in a corner, besides he caught me off guard while I was happily chewing on my fifth cookie and when I'm eating my mom's homemade cookies I zoom out and get lost in the delicious chocolate flavored taste. So the chocolate smeared around my face added to my missery. Perhaps I should explain a little. In our family we all see no shame in funny pranks and being tied up. The grown ups doesn't tend to join into the fun, but they love watching us kids. Usually I am victim because I'm smaller not to mention the youngest. Now I have to inform you, if you have not already noticed, so far, that I do not like being tied up. I rather imagine tying up somebody else.
"Secrets are no fun" Raymond put out his lower lip in a pout, echoing his own tone of voice. He made that overly innocent face as he leaned on the door back and forth. It creaked like the limbs of an old man straightening his back. "Alright, but I will find out one way or the other" He vanished, closing the door and left me with a anxious feeling creeping up my legs.
***
The days went by and Raymond had probably forgot the whole thing about figuring out my wish for this years christmas. It at least gave me a hint of it, because he acted complete normal and he even refused to pass me the butter like he usually do by the breakfast table. It was a day before christmas eve, the snow was once again falling down, soft and calm. The day passed quickly and I could feel the excitment for todays evening in my stomach as butterflies fluttering their wings around there. I stood in front of the mirror, fixing my black tie that now hang loosely around my neck and the raised collar of my lite blue shirt that not yet had been folded down. When it was done and I saw myself happy with the tie job that usually was a big struggle, I tucked my shirt down my black suit pants, bringing next the jacket hanging over my shoulder to make a cool impression. It was around six O'clock around evening when the guests finally arrived, now I just had to let the clock tic and run, the butterflies still joyfully fluttered their small wings in my stomach when I made my big entrance. Big and big, I nearly tripped at the bottom of the stairs and had to grip the banister with one hand to keep myself from falling on my nose at our red, green framed christmas carpet right in front of the last step. Luckily no one saw it, so I countinued like nothing had happened. Nothing out of the ordinary happened, I was surprised everything kept so normal. My brother teased me like usual, the rest of the family chatted in the living room, and the clock made its way slowly up to dinner time. Mostly the chat was about our newest family members, Gina and Alden, they were the big subject of the evening and was brought all the giggling attention.
My oldest cousin, Lucy brought me silently to my room right before dinner, she was as stunning as always with her darker curls draped down her shoulders and ended in graceful locks. Her heaven blue dress was stunning too with the golden frames around the half long sleeves and a with a maching necklace with a tiny golden angel pendant resting on her chest. She lead me to my bed and sat me down on the edge where she sat next to me with a smile on her lips. We talked for a while in silence even if the others were too busy talking to hear a word we were saying from upstairs. They wouldn't have heard us if they didn't talk either, yet we wanted to keep this a secret for a little while longer. We ended the conversation. This would be my glorious moment. If you have not guessed already, then just keep guessing, its still a secret between Lucy and me.
My wish would come true. Dinner came for a day, or should I say evening and we all placed ourselves around the table. I wanted to eat up fast and start with the presents right away, not because I looked forward to the ugly sweaters or the toothbrush, which I already knew I would get, but because of the present I would be given from my cousin. Usually presents should be a secret untill you open them up, but it kind of was that, just that it was not a secret for me. And guess what, they would all be in for a big surprise when I opened my present. A night we would late forget, a memorable day that is for sure.
"Alright, time for presents!" I had been waiting restlessly without a word said by the table. We had to wait for each other, only the younger kids could go and play while we others had to be either bored or join the conversation of politics. I would be bored either way, so I decided to keep my mouth shut and rather go through my and Lucy's talk from earlier that evening, getting ready. When my dad had announced that it was time for opening presents, I couldn't wait. I shot up, but tried to keep cool while I made my way-with all the other- into the living room and the big, decorated tree. Again those butterflies fluttered their wing softly and I couldn't help but smile. Finally, finally my day would be made and all thanks to my brilliant cousin, Lucy.
"What's with the silly smile?" I was brought back to reality by Raymond's voice and I gave him a innocent stare. What did he mean by silly? Did he start to suspect anything out of the ordinary? I was over thinking it, my palms sweating now that I was getting so close, so I rubbed them together in a attempt to rube the sweat off my hands.
"Nothing" The reply was, wiping the smile off my face in a hurry. We all sat in the living room now, most people gathered in the sofa, while other had to declair the ownership of the few maching chairs. The rest had to either stand or sit on the floor. This year we were many, more than last year where we had been only ten. This time we were the complete family with uncles, aunts, cousins and siblings, couples and married, all in one big cluster. The presents went in rotation and by each present handed I got more and more excited for me to open the very last present. Because we planned on saving the best present for last. My mom and dad had a present for share from me, just something homemade decoration I made at school at Spring. From my grandmother and grand father they were given a coffie machine which they higly appreaciated I noticed with their lit up faces. They literally sparkled. I got the usual, as expected, a green sweater this time, too childish for my taste with a reindeer embroidered at the front. But I was also given, no, not just a toothbrush, but money too, my uncle said: "Big boys needs money as well" Finally the space around tree was cleared and it was only one present left. Lucy had hid the present well and when the others announced for tea, Lucy stepped up, holding a finger in the air.
"Not yet" She declaired. This was my big moment, I couldn't keep the grin off my face as I watched in excitment the paper covered box my cousin pulled out from its hiding place. "The last present will be from me. Johnny, this is for you. Open it" She winked at me as she handed me the box. In ecstacy I recived the present, my hands shaking when I ripped at the paper covering the square-shaped box. Everyone turned quiet, they didn't say a word, just watched me, probably more curious than I was. Well, I already knew what was in it and I looked forward to test it. When the last of the paper was finally cleared away, I opened the box, the wings of the butterflies fluttered their wings more swiftly now that I was so close to the midpoint of this evening. I opened the box, looking secretivly down at the contents. The box contained what our plan had been from the very start. Handcuffs, ropes and silver duct tape. Now over the worst stage of opening the box, I poured the contents out on the floor, grabbed the handcuffs and the duct tape, while my cousin grabbed the rope. I'm pretty sure we shared the same mischievous expression as we both turned to Raymond who had been busy cleaning his nails of dirt and now looked up. It took a while before his mind could understand what was happening, his face turned from a lazy, uncaring face to one shouting, 'holy shit!'
"Surprise!" I yelled, both of us bouncing on the bigger guy and managed after a little while to pin him down. He was putting up much of a fight while he swore under his breath and called us annoying brats and a row of other mean nicknames. I sat straight on his back, while Lucy did the tying. That was our plan, she would help me tie him up and I would do the torture. She was way more experienced than I was, so I didn't doubt her skill in tying. But that just goes for the rope. I had the honor of sliding the steel colored handcuffs around each of his wrist, behind his back and cover his mouth with ten strips of tape, covering half of his face. I bounced on top of him while he flailed.
"Well, who wants tea?" My dad asked as the others had setteled back to let us have our fun. Everyone agreed and left the living room to take place at the kitchen once more. I didn't mind, they would have enough of time watching my brother's predictment later and we still had more tying to go before we found ourself satified with the work well done. With the loose end of the rope, I helped Lucy tie Raymond's arms to his sides and still had enough rope to have several more loops around his waist, pinning his hands to his back, too. Now he was hogtied and helpless. Actually it would be better to tie up a girl, but tying up my brother had been my second top ten on the list for all the times he have tied me up. We proceeded to shove him acros the floor since we would never dare carry him in case we dropped him and he got hurt. When we had him where we wanted and he was squirming and whining like a baby, the two of us thought of having some fun before leaving him to his missery. Raymond's brown hair fell down in his face, his cheeks red of the struggle.
"Good, now you feel how I have felt every time you tie me up" His reply was a grunt which a sheet of paper, written 'loser' on was earned to be taped to his forehead.
"Lay still" Lucy demanded strictly, but her act didn't last for long as she burst out laughing, making me grin again. Raymond did as told, but not for long. Suddenly several fingers attacked his body merciless. I knew my brother was ticklish, very ticklish and I used this to my own benefit. He tossed around. I could have kept on for hours, if I hadn't had other plans in mind as well as tickling. Because not just tickling was a big plus in my book, but also to blindfold him and leave him to think through his earlier action. I'm sure Raymond would not think of anything funny again after this treatment.
We left him for half a hour, checking on him from time to time. Then we thought it would be time for release. We probably could have done worse, but just getting tied up should be enough for him to think before act next time. The present had been simple, nice and sweet. A sweet revenge that never failed to impress when two geniuses worked together to make the perfect gift. So, the christmas song speaks right from the heart, I now know. All I want for christmas is you.
Friggin cold =_=

### Re: All I want for Christmas is you

Post by xtc » Sun Dec 01, 2013 4:56 am

Don't spurn the reindeer garment; simply get it appliqued with "Eat Reindeer Meat" in a nice snow-covered font and wear it round the shops in the last few weeks running up to next Christmas.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
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