Day 335 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write a holiday tale.
Erin: When the cherry bird went from being a treasured national bird to a threateningly overpopulated nightmare the power knew they had to take drastic measures. Forming a festival and celebration around the hunting season posed it’s challenges. Even they knew, as disconnected as they were, that turning the killing of a once held sacred animal into a holiday was out of the realm of reason.
Shannon: It was the year Christmas never came, and no one seemed to know but me. It was like I dreamed the holiday, but I couldn’t have. Why didn’t anyone remember? How had everyone forgot? It was up to me to remind them, it was up to me to save Christmas.
Tis’ the season.
Since Jacey moved in with her uncle and cousin, she always spent Christmas with just them. Once she gained her powers, Rick and Chris expected her to do many things in animal form throughout the actual Christmas Day, as well as the days leading up to it.
And every year, at some point, she was a reindeer.
One year she tried the form of Rudolf specifically.
She refused to change back when it worked.
“Okay, that’s not true,” Finn states.
“It can’t be,” Josh adds.
Rick shrugs, smiling to himself, “Well, Jacey won’t deny it, and I can’t prove otherwise, so there you go.”