December is beginning, the cold and snow are noticeable in the city dyed in white. Children play by making snowmen, igloos, or simply throwing it towards others, in some cases shoving the snow into their pants. "That is why we must start with the preparations!" Chris said standing in front of his younger brother and his friends. The blond teenager is organizing things to decorate the house. His parents are very busy with business meetings, so it's up to the guys to get the job done. Bourboun raised his hand. "I can carve things into pumpkins. Things like reindeer, Christmas trees, and gifts.” Chris looked away and rubbed his forehead, Bourbon always finding a way to surprise him in some way. "Thank you for your intention to help, but we will stick with the traditional decorations." "Why? That actually sounds great!" Troy said excitedly, finding that idea very funny. "Realistically, most of the pumpkins in December are prepared for the grocery sale, unlike in October when there are crops prepared to sell pumpkins as decorations." Ian chimed in, speaking with fact and logic. "Finding appropriate pumpkins for something like this would be difficult and quite expensive. Not to mention that their numbers must remain in short supply after the big Ha-AHHHH!!" Ian was interrupted when a sudden pain split his butt, it was his older brother, Mario, giving him a wedgie. The teen doesn't mind doing this in public, especially since Ian is wearing baby blue briefs with Jimmy Neutron prints. "Blah, blah, and blah. There are a lot of pumpkins in the orchards, we just have to go get them." Mario said without considering that none of them have a driving license and the trip would take hours. "If we do it that way, the spirit of the pumpkins could rage!" Bourbon warned. "Good! I will defeat him with one blow!" The teenager said flexing his arms, still holding his younger brother. "Let go of my underwear!" Ian said in a high-pitched voice as he held his crotch to ease the pain. That was not working. "Ohhh!" The boy gasped when his feet hit the ground again. "Ahh!" To then feel the underoos of him hitting his ass. Ian, very flushed, begins to adjust his underwear. Chris was sweating, wondering if it was a good idea to ask young family friends for help. He knew that Mario is not good at following the rules, although they are best friends anyway. Troy was easily carried away and often does not respect his authority as his older brother. Chris has no problem with Ian, as long as he doesn't bring explosive experiments. And Bourbon… secret. After discussing 30 minutes of how Mario would fight a spirit and convincing everyone not to go looking for pumpkins, Chris pulled out the list that he had previously prepared with the things they should get to fix the house for Christmas. Mario skimmed the list. "Buy lights? Don't you keep the ones from previous years?" Chris shot a glance at Troy, making the pink haired boy uncomfortable and he will start playing with his fingers. "Well… let's just say the light wire isn't as strong as a cowboy lasso." "Socks to hang in the fireplace?" Ian read from the list. Chris blushed, that was technically his fault. He was cleaning the attic when he was spooked by a menacing silhouette that turned out to be a Halloween skeleton. Then the blond teenager stumbled backward in fear, hit his head against a wall and passed out on top of a box of Christmas decorations. And as always happens when Chris is hit, he peed himself. The teen tried cleaning up the mess, but it turned out that it wasn't as easy as washing the underoos from him after those wet accidents. "Oh! This sounds like fun, go find a tree to decorate!" Bourbon pointed to his thumb on the list. Why? Because it's a thumbs up! "Yes, the trees don't last long enough to be used for more than one Christmas." Chris replied. Mario shrugs. "What's so special about it? It's just a tree." Bourbon stood on tiptoe and raised his hand as high as possible. "They are big and scalable, like the monkey climbing buildings." Troy bowed his head. "Do you use small trees in your house?" "No, we have a plastic tree. My uncle says it's not worth spending money on a tree every year, he even keeps it with the decorations on so he doesn't have to put it together the following year." Bourbon explained. Ian strokes his chin, that actually makes sense. A plastic tree will not wither or decay like a real tree. But on the other hand, the traditional thing is to use a pine. (At least there) Chris clapped his hands to get the attention of the others. "Well now you can see a Christmas tree. Now, let's get ready to go out!" The boys put on their snow boots, jackets, sweaters, gloves, and scarves. Chris is wearing green pants, a white sweater with ridiculous reindeer drawings, green gloves, and a red scarf. Troy wears a blue snowflake-patterned sweater, black pants, and blue gloves. Mario dressed in a black jacket, dark green pants and gloves, dark tones but great, according to him. Ian is wearing a simple green thermal sweater, red pants, and gloves. Bourbon wears the most striking outfit of the group, his pants and coat are green, full of candy canes and mistletoes. But they are not delicious like real sweets, he checked it himself before. "Okay, I'll take Troy to get some Christmas lights. Mario, Ian, and Bourbon will take care of going for a tree." Chris said to let his friend handle the other younger boys on the simple task. Also, it takes 3 to carry a tree. "Perfect, I'll carry the tree on my shoulders." Mario said with a smile as he flexed his arm. Ian rolled his eyes when he heard his brother, that was as impossible as it was self-centered. "That everything goes well." He said saying goodbye to the pair of brothers. Troy waved his hand vigorously to say goodbye to his friends as he follows his brother. Bourbon gestured with two fingers to her forehead looking almost neutral. "Then I'm going to find an ax." "That?" Ian was a little shocked to hear that. "We'll need an ax to cut a pine, right? I don't think our nails can do the job ... although maybe if we sharpen them ..." Bourbon looks down at his fingers, imagining what his hand would do. out of. Like a monster from the movies "... No, that will only destroy your cuticles." Ian pointed. Certainly he never gets bored with Bourbon around. "We should go buy a tree." "But Chris said he wanted a traditional Christmas, correct?" Bourbon pointed and made a triangle with his hands, that was supposed to be a pine tree. "What is more traditional than going to cut your own tree in the forest with the animals roaming around?" "Sounds good, I could use the extra exercise for my arms." Mario intervened in the conversation. "They just have to sit back and watch a champion do his job." Ian has an annoyed face, convincing one of them can be difficult, but doing it with both is impossible. "It's good that the bears are hibernating." He said reluctantly following his older brother. --- "Troy! Do not run!" Chris screamed as he walked fast behind his younger brother. As soon as they got off the bus, the pink-haired boy rushed into the mall, looking at all the shops around him and the newly placed Christmas decorations. The mall always had the best decorations! They even had things that were not sold in their stores. But Troy loved the giant Christmas tree near the fountains, with so many decorations, lights, and a big star on top. And as was normal, a position for the children to go with Santa to demand, I mean, to ask for their gifts and take a picture. Chris finally caught up with his brother when he stared at the Christmas tree. "Troy ... ahh ... no ... ahh ... think about it ..." The blond teenager warned him as he gasped. "What thing?" The pink haired boy asked confused. Chris caught his breath before answering. "You know well that, you will never climb the tree again." Chris said remembering a time when Troy tried to climb the tree to get the star, thinking that that way he would get a Christmas wish like in a movie. Troy blushed when he remembered that because he was scared to look down, they had to call the fire department and he wet his pants, and then they punished him for 2 weeks. "I am no longer a little boy." The pink haired boy said crossing his arms. The blond teenager rolls his eyes at him. "So behave like a big boy and listen to your older brother. I am the oldest, Mom and Dad leave me in charge of the house and you. I deserve respect and that you pay attention when I speak and obey my rules. That said, you should not stay away from me, you must not ignore me and you must not call me by ridiculous names or go on telling people that I pee in my pants every time I hit myself. That is extremely disrespectful and rude. Understood? " As Chris made the monologue of him, Troy turned away from him and pressed his face to the window of the pet store looking at the small animals that are on display. "How cute!" He prized his face more, as if he was trying to break through the glass that separates him from the animals. "That puppy turned to see me! OH! Look at that! They have little hedgehogs! Wow! Look Mr. Pee Pee Sweatpants! That cat has different colored eyes!" Chris's jaw drops as he notices that his brother did the exact opposite of what he just said. Not to mention, he looked ridiculous as he scold the air. --- "This is a terrible idea." Ian said watching as his friend and his brother pass over a wooden fence. "Easy, you won't snag your pants, even if you do, I won't say anything about your embarrassing underwear." Bourbon said raising his hand in an oath. "I do not mean that!" The smart boy in the group screamed with his red cheeks. "We can't just pass, it must be someone else's property!" "Pufff." Mario puffed and waved his hand, throwing his brother's words away from him. "Are you kidding? It's a forest, no one owns a forest. And this fence is so old it's falling apart." He struck one of the posts with his ax, knocking it down. "Now let's go! We must find the perfect pine tree!" The teenager placed the ax on his shoulders and began to walk into the forest. "We should follow him, if he gets lost in the forest, he will have to eat mushrooms and herbs, maybe acorns." Bourbon said starting to walk. "This is a terrible idea, I insist!" Ian said and hurried to follow the others, that was better than being left alone. The boys walked through the trees, looking for a tree. ideal for felling. "How about that pine?" Bourbon pointed to a tall pine tree. "Too big, it wouldn't go into the house." Ian clarified. "So how about this one?" Mario said standing next to a little pine tree that is a little shorter than him. "You don't need to go from one extreme to the other!" The younger brother exclaimed feeling that he was mocking. Bourbon points to another tree. "How about that one?" Ian looks in the indicated direction. "Very crooked." He said with a pout. The pine was ridiculously crooked, looking like a left turn signal. "And what other?" The teenager pointed to a tree that was just as crooked, but pointed to the right. Ian shoots a glance at his brother. "You are not funny." "Hahahaha! Then why am I having fun?" Mario said using the ax to support himself while smiling at his little brother. "This one looks great." Bourbon said hugging a tree. "That is a birch!" Ian yelled, causing the snow accumulated on the branches to fall on him. The boys continued walking through the woods, Bourbon and Mario pointing out trees, with the younger boy pointing out weird pine trees for fun, while the teenager did so to annoy his brother. Ian was beginning to wonder if there's a cave nearby, preferably with a bear ripping through his older brother's clothes forcing him to come home naked and running in the snow. --- Back at the mall, Chris and Troy emerge from an ornament store, wearing only socks to hang over the fireplace. The blond teenager was looking for a specific type of Christmas lights, shaped like little stars. But the search was proving more difficult than he initially thought. "Can't we just buy another model?" Troy said in a whiny voice. He was getting tired of following his brother and carrying the bag with the big socks they had gotten from the first store they had visited. "That is a resounding no." Chris said looking for another store. "We had those lights since I was 2 years old, so we should get the same ones." He insisted, they were the perfect lights, so he wouldn't settle for less. Troy was completely sorry for playing with the Christmas decorations right now. The brothers entered the fourth store, looking for the star-shaped lights, walking down each aisle until they found the Christmas decorations. "Yes finally!" Chris saw the star-shaped lights they were looking for so much, they were the last set of his kind. "I guess it's my lucky day." The ruby ​​teenager took the lights. At the same time as someone else. Chris blinks in disbelief before turning his head to look at the other person. He was a boy the same age as Troy, with thick, golden hair for Chris's taste, not to mention misaligned. This boy was Calzone, known as the golden lion and the third of the supreme. "Excuse me, but these lights are mine." The teenager said in an attempt to be nice. "No way." Calzone said annoyed, holding on tighter. "I saw them and took them first!" He said defiantly with a hard look. "Chris ... you should quit ..." Troy said tugging slightly on his older brother's jacket. The teenager disagreed with this. He spent a lot of time looking for these lights. Besides, he is the oldest of all, the children can't tell him what to do! "Look, little one, you should be a good kid and obey the grown-ups. So I want you to apologize for being rude and then write 3 pages reflecting on this. You can't just go over there and take anything you want, especially not when Christmas is near ... Speaking of which, it got pretty cold all of a sudden or is it my imagination? " Chris said, while laughter plays in the background. Calzone had pouted when the blond teenager started talking like he was an adult or someone important. So he did what any kid would do, he pulled Chris's pants down, exposing the underoos pink from Beauty and the Beast, with 'Christopher' neatly embroidered at the purple waistband. Troy looked away feeling embarrassed. Normally it amuses him when his brother is humiliated, but not if he ends up associated with that humiliation! "Why is everyone laughing? And ... they see us ... I ... hugh ..." Chris put the pieces together and looked down confirming his fear as his feminine underwear stared back. "EEEEKK!" The teenager brought a hand back and forth in a pathetic and ineffective attempt to cover himself, looking even more ridiculous. "Haha! So easy! How to tease the freak." Calzone laughs quite gladly at the older boy's humiliation. "That was very disrespectful! Insolent child!" Chris exclaimed clenching his fists and his red face before leaning down to pick up his pants. But before he could do such a thing, Calzone put an arm around the teenager's neck and began to suffocate him, one of his favorite intimidation techniques. Chris's eyes widened and he immediately tried to push the boy's arm away, but it turned out to be stronger! Chris gasped, stinging some drool as he squirmed, his eyes met, tears began to peek out and a wet stain began to spread on his underoos. "What do we say? Panties-boy." Calzone said with a face that was malicious and smiling at the same time. "Sowwy! Sowwy sir!" Chris broke down pretty quickly, being outmatched by a boy, again. “Good boy.” Calzone said letting Chris go. The boy has a satisfied smile, the teenager collapses on the floor with his eyes rolling and a derpy face while the people around him, especially the children, laugh pointing at Chris. Troy sighs and shrugs. "At least it's him and not me." "is that so?" Calzone was behind Troy with an evil look and a smile. The pink haired boy stiffened, broke into a sweat and peed a little at that moment. His face reflects the fear of what is to come. Both guys got into a fighting cloud, well, it would be very generous to call it that. Troy is the only one taking the hits, poking his head out from time to time with a squint look and his clothes ripping only to be pulled back into the cloud by Calzone. People walking in front of the store stopped when they heard a strange sound, it was like throwing a wet cloth against a glass. Turning their heads, they saw something similar to what they imagined. Troy was flattened against the window wearing only his wet Scooby-doo sweaters. His eyes roll uncontrollably, his jaw hanging showing a missing tooth, his tongue hanging out and leaving a trail of drool. The pink haired boy was there for a few moments before starting to slide down. Calzone came out of the store, with the Christmas lights in a bag, with his hands behind his head and with a satisfied smile. "Ah. That felt good." --- "This will help you cool down!" Mario said putting snow in his brother's pants. "GYAAAAAAAH!" Ian screeched as the sudden cold sent a shock to his brain. "AIEEEEE! COLD! COLD! OUT! OUT!" He yelled as he ran in circles. His pants were bulging in the back, like he was wearing a diaper. "Hahahahaha! Now you can be a little cool!" The older brother joked. For him a nerd will never be someone cool. "Guys! Over here!" Bourbon called. Mario holds Ian by his jacket, dragging him as he tries to get the snow out of his pants. Crossing some bushes, the brothers could see Bourbon in a small clearing next to a beautiful pine tree, it had a good color and the perfect size for a living room. "This tree looks perfect." Mario says releasing his brother and approaching the pine tree. Ian stood up and scooped the snow out of his pants, staring at the tree with an arched brow. "Doesn't it seem strange to you that this pine tree is right in the center of a clearing?" "Maybe he is not very sociable and that is why he separates himself from the rest." Bourbon said caressing the courtesy. "You will no longer be alone, you will become a wonderful Christmas tree." "It will become the center of the party." Mario said getting ready. He raises the ax and lowers it hard, striking the tree first. This caused the pine to shake and a large amount of snow fell. Around the tree you can see a pile of snow and 3 figures of nine. One with a derpy smile, one with a frown, and the last one striking an Egyptian pose. The blow also woke up a squirrel that was in the tree. The little rodent woke up in a bad mood and stuck his head out seeing 3 brats interrupting his wintering. "If your brain were half the size of your muscles." Ian said as he brushed the snow off his clothes. "Hehe thank you." Mario said rubbing a finger under his nose. "That was not a compliment!" Bourbon was lying on the ground, moving his arms and legs to make a snow demon. It was something he saw in a video where the spirit of Christmas and Halloween played together. "Cold white cloak, playing with you is always fun." The squirrel comes down the tree and is where the boy with the green reflection was while he sat down. "Ian, can you do something to have snow in homaaahhHH!" The brothers stopped arguing and looked at the other boy. Bourbon was doing a strange dance, bringing his hands behind his back, waving them frantically and shaking his butt. "EEEKKKKK! The spirit of the forest is angry with us!" He screams as he runs in circles. "KYAAAAH! It's in my pants!" "Hahahaha! You look ridiculous!" Mario started laughing, bringing his hands to his stomach and closing his eyes for a moment. That was the moment Bourbon runs in his direction, hitting his forehead with the teen's chin and sending them both to the ground. Bourbon still squirming and Mario with his eyes rolling as he followed the colored stars around his head as his tongue dangled out of the side of his mouth. "There is the glass jaw again." Ian said looking at his brother on the ground and then seeing his friend, seeing a furry tail sticking out of his pants. "Bourbon, it's not a spirit, it's a squirrel." "THOSE ARE NOT ACORNS! THEY ARE GOLDEN EGGS!" Bourbon squeals and starts stripping off his clothes. "AAAHHHHH !!" He screams running in circles now in his slightly damp Muppet babys underoos until he trips over a snow-covered root and falls. While the squirrel bites with its large teeth opening a hole in the pants to get out. The rover looks at Ian. The boy stiffens. "Cute rodent, don't you want to hibernate again? Staying awake too long is bad for you." The squirrel growls and runs towards Ian, who in turn starts running "AHHHH! This squirrel has a rage or something!" Bourbon gets up and shakes his head, shivering from the cold, seeing his friend being chased by the little animal. "I-I have an idea." The boy rushes to look at his ripped pants. "An offering for the spirit of the forest!" He said throwing a Snickers. The squirrel saw this and jumped off Ian's head, slowly approaching the chocolate, sniffing it a bit before grabbing it in its mouth and leading it to the tree. Ian falls into the snow, sighing in relief. "Thanks ... those Snickers bars are very useful." "I never leave home without one! You never know when the opportunity will come!" Bourbon said puffing out his chest, just to feel the chill and remember his current dress state. "WAAAHH! D-don't look! S-shame makes me weak!" He said as his face turned red, for some reason, he covered his butt instead of the front of him. Perhaps the shame is already affecting you. "Oh yeah, your secret weakness." Ian said with a shaky smile. "Who's there!" Suddenly an older man jumps out of the bushes with an old shotgun. His angry face turned to confusion when he saw the 3 young men in the snow, especially since one of them was in underwear. "They have a lot to explain." --- A few hours later... Chris opened the door to his house with Troy behind him. The blond teenager was dressed in pink cotton pants with a noticeable bulge around his waist, it is clear that he is wearing a diaper. Meanwhile, the pink-haired boy has light green cotton pants, with the same bulge around the waist, and a sweater of Barney and his friends with Christmas hats. Both brothers woke up in the mall infirmary, with diapers taped around their waists. They were taken there after fainting or being knocked unconscious by Calzone. Due to both urinating and nursing policies, they were put in diapers. After the shame of waking up in that state, they noticed that his pants had disappeared. Surely some kid thought it would be fun to leave 2 losers without pants at the mall. The options were to go home in diapers or use something from the lost and found box. And with the cold of winter, there was only one option. Although the laughter and teasing were not lacking on the way home. "Great, just great. We went through that humiliating situation and we haven't even gotten the lights." Chris said looking tired and pouting. Troy pats his brother on the back. "Well, surely the others did better. Surely the boys will arrive at any moment with a tree." As if that had been a signal, someone rang the bell. "It must be them!" Troy said excitedly and rushed to open the door. "Don't run indoors! It's against the rules!" Chris said walking behind his brother. When they opened the door they were both surprised. A policeman with his 3 friends. With pretty derpy Bourbon stuffed in a blanket. "Do you know these young people?" The officer asked. Troy began to close the door slowly. "TROY!" Ian yelled. The pink haired boy rushed to open the door again. "Upps, it must have been the wind. Hehehehe ..." He said with a nervous laugh at the hard gaze from his friend. "Yes, officer, they are our friends." Chris said as he pushed his brother aside. "What happened?" "These young men entered private property, the grounds of old Jenkins, where they were going to steal one of his trees ..." The officer paused, doubting what he himself was about to say. "... until a squirrel attacked them at 3." That still sounds so absurd. "Then old man Jenkins found them." The blond teenager and the pink haired boy exchanged a look, then nodded and looked back at their friends. "Luckily for them, old man Jenkins decided not to press charges. But don't do something like that again." The policeman said adjusting his cap. Then he points to Bourbon. "By the way, do you know what's up with this boy?" Bourbon staggers, muttering under his breath something about golden eggs and Easter. "He's fine, he happens to him when he's very embarrassed." Troy said as he helps his friend enter. "... Okay ..." The officer seemed more confused. "Stay out of trouble. You don't want Krampus coming for you." He said before leaving. "Who is Champoos?" Bourbon babbled before falling onto the couch. "Krampus is a demon who, according to his folklore, comes on December 6, dragging chains, to whip bad children with a birch branch and then takes them away in his sack. He is also known as the shadow of Saint Nicolas. . " Ian said before yawning. The sun was going down, so the boys stayed to sleep. It would have been a nice impromptu sleepover if it weren't that everyone fell asleep as soon as they touched their beds. Or in the case of Bourbon, the couch. --- The next morning, Chris was the first to wake up. He left his room wearing his green reindeer-patterned pajamas, too sleepy to remember to change from him or his guests, but automatically moving to go make breakfast. But going down the stairs, the teenager saw something that woke him up completely. "WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LIVING ROOM !?" Chris screamed. That scream woke everyone at home and they rushed downstairs to see what was happening, without bothering to get dressed or change. Mario was in a white top and light blue Care Bear sweaters. Ian was dressed in borrowed pajamas, which are yellow with Christmas mistletoe patterns. And Troy is in red pajamas with snowmen and reindeer. "Krampus came to hit our asses !?" Mario said raising his fists, he planned to fight! Everyone gasped in amazement upon seeing the living room. The Christmas socks are placed in the fireplace, there is a small decorated pine just like the rest of the room. But these decorations were not traditional at all. They were the colorful underoos of all the youth! The underoos were tied with thread and made into garlands to wrap around the tree and hang on the walls. It was certainly a colorful decoration with the variety of children's prints. Elmo, Ariel, Cookie Monster, Toy Story, Barney, Hello Kitty, Disney princesses, Pokémon, Sonic and many others. This was without a doubt the most original, colorful and embarrassing decoration of all! "Who could do something like that in one night?" Ian was stunned and embarrassed. "I-Is it a Christmas miracle?" Troy said he said with a shy laugh. "It's too early for something like this ..." Chris said hunching up, still tired to be angry about this. "Heh! This doesn't affect me at all." Mario said looking away, hiding his red face from him. Meanwhile, Bourbon was asleep on the couch in a Christmas elves outfit, snoring lightly.