Sir and peters christmas fic

prologue
“Deck the halls with boughs of holly, fa la la la la la la la la!”

Sir rolled over in his bed and put a pillow over his head, trying to muffle the sounds of the Christmas carolers’ singing.

Every year starting December first, Holly, Noelle, Ivory, Swirly, Winter, and Mittens would go around at night belting out classical Christmas tunes from four pm until midnight. Sometimes other Lalaloopsy Land residents would pay them money just to get them to get away from their house so that they could sleep.

Sir was your typical Scrooge. He hated anything and everything that had to do with Christmas. In the first place, he wasn’t very religious. And he didn’t really have any happy memories of Christmas from when he was a kid, either. His parents told him that Santa didn’t exist when he was three years old, and he never got what he wanted for Christmas. All he got were ugly hand-knitted sweaters that he was forced to wear.

Then when he grew up, nobody really bought him anything. Holly, of course, always gave him a little trinket because she gave out gifts to everybody in Lalaloopsy Land. One year Lady bought Sir some chocolates for Christmas, but they made him sick because they had almonds in them and Sir was allergic to almonds.

Aside from those disgusting chocolates, nobody ever really went out of their way to buy Sir a gift for Christmas. Until Sir met Pete R. Canfly.