Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction. We do not own/know Ashley Angel, Eminem, Gregory Smith, Hailie Jade, or Dre. However, Lil Marshall, Adam, Aurora, Brandy, and Melissa belong to us. Please read Thanksgiving Dinner and the Character Guide before reading this story.

The scene…

Brandy, Ashley, Lil Marshall, Aurora, Melissa, Greg, and Adam are at the mall on a Saturday afternoon. The group is waiting in line for the kids to see Santa. Since the very eventful Thanksgiving dinner Ashley and Lil Marshall have begun speaking to Brandy again and Eminem has kept his distance.

Melissa: Adam! Sweetie, wake up it’s almost our turn.

Adam: Five more minutes Mommy.

Melissa: Oh Lord, Greg could you help me out here. WOULDN’T YOU STOP LOOKING AT MASTER CUTS!

Greg: (startled) What?

Melissa: Never mind.

Suddenly someone cuts in front of Brandy.

Eminem: Hello there.

Hailie Jade: HI!!!

Lil Marshall: Oh god no.

Brandy: Hello Em.

Ashley: What the hell are you doing here?

Eminem: Hailie wanted to see Santa.

Lil Marshall: Aren’t you a little old to be seeing Santa?

Hailie Jade: Shut up Lil Marshall.

Eminem: Yeah so I don’t know if you heard but Kim and I aren’t together anymore.

Melissa: Did she start doing crack again?

Em& Hailie Jade: We can’t comment on that.

Dre, who has been standing at a distance practicing light saber maneuvers sees what is going on.

Dre: (shakes his head) This is so not wise. I told them we shouldn’t have left the house. End well this will not.

Photographer: NEXT!

Hailie Jade: That’s me.

Hailie runs up and sits on Santa’s lap and proceeds to tell him the thousands of things she wants for Christmas.

Eminem: So Lil Marshall what would you like me to get you for Christmas?

Lil Marshall: Jigga what?

Eminem: What would you like me to buy you?

Lil Marshall: Is this a joke?

Eminem: No.

Lil Marshall is at a loss for words.

Eminem: Why don’t you think about it and then maybe on Christmas you could come over for a little bit and open them with me and Hailie.

Lil Marshall: Hold up here. Are you trying to say that you are actually going to buy me presents and then invite me into your house and let me open them?

Eminem: Well yeah.

At this point…

Ashley is shaking, Greg is staring longingly at Master Cuts, Melissa is trying to wake Adam up, and Dre is shaking is head.

Photographer: NEXT!!

Lil Marshall, still in shock, sits down on Santa’s lap.

Santa: And what would you like son?

Lil Marshall: A normal family.

Santa: Well that might be a little tough.

Lil Marshall: How about a bike?

Santa: That I can handle.

Brandy sits Aurora on Santa’s lap and they have their picture taken. Melissa props up a sleeping Adam and tapes his eyes open.

Melissa: Quick Greg take the picture before he falls.

Greg: Okay.

Greg takes a picture of Master Cuts.

Melissa: No Greg, a picture of Adam. DAMMIT!

Eminem: Guess we’ll be on our way. Think about what I said Lil Marshall.

Em and Hailie Jade leave the mall.

The group heads toward the exit.

Brandy: Wasn’t that nice of Em to invite Lil Marshall over?

Ashley: Fan-freakin’-tabulous.

Brandy: Ashley!

Ashley: What do you want from me? Should I act more like him?

Ashley proceeds to slap Brandy and kick Lil Marshall.

Ashley: IS THAT BETTER?!

Ashley stalks off.

Dre: We should have never left the house.

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