This is a story about how Christmas came about

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I read the other thread about 26F, the five dollar bill, and was inspired (but got so lost in the multiple reality thing).

Rules:

  1. The <Main Character> MUST NOT die. Death is absolutely out of the question. So is total destruction/immolation, in the case of the <Main CHaracater> being a thing. Don’t even think of ressurection.

  2. No multiple realities. Please. In case of simultaneous posts, go with only 1 poster.

  3. The story must end with how Christmas came about. (well, preferably, anyway)

  4. Next Person can post a maximum of 5 sentences. (to prevent people from hogging the story)

  5. The Next Person should use a word the Previous Person bolded.

The first person to reply to this can choose the <Main Character>.

hehe… i shall start:

One day, …

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Brian the lemming felt a sudden urge to go to the sea.

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It was a hot, muggy morning in Rhode Island, not uncommon for a state so surrounded by the ocean.

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This was unusual - considering that it was the middle of December - but Brian had not even noticed this since his mind was heavy with other worries.

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Specifically, last minute Christmas shopping, which he despised. After all, what do other lemmings want?

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He’d bought Annie an Umbrella - she’d always wanted to be a Floater, Bill a hard hat so he could be a Builder and Claire a shovel so that she could fulfil her dream and become a Digger. But Gary was harder…what the hell could you buy a guy who’s only dream was to become a Blocker???

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Legos! he thought, with a burst of inspiration.

He turned himself around and faced away from the sea, only to find

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the ship coming into the harbour. Oops! What am i doing here, he thought as he ran to work. En route…

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he stumbled over a pothole in the street and landed in the sewer…

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…right on top of Flansburgh, the sewer rat. Flansburgh screamed like a human child and bit Brian on the right front leg that was dangling tauntingly in front of his mouth.

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Speaking of a human child…

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little J.C. Puffinstuff happened to be walking along the road when he heard a scream like a human child. He chuckled to himself and went to look for the source of the noise. Contrary to what his friends and family beleived, J.C. was quite the little bastard, and was hoping to see someone in severe agony. Hearing the noise coming from the sewer he…

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…yanked off the manhold cover and stuck his head down into the cold, damp, dark, smelly sewer. “Anybody down there?” She called, smirking in anticipation…

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Suddenly, she screamed. She had been a boy before breathing the fumes from the man hole cover, now she was a girl! She ran away, screaming.

Brian, or should we say, Brianetta, crawled out of the drain. Gender bending chemicals in the environment had a lot to answer for.