T'was Christmas once more, and Akechi was waiting
He knew that his friends would sure be complaining
With a twist of his nose and a cute spurt of snot
Akechi Santa was off, and he had to do lots
He took to the streets with a bat in his hand
Hoping to find a child's bones to turn to sand.
He walked up to a house so merry and bright
And got the bat ready, ready to fight.
He opened the door and said with a whisper.
"Ho ho ho, I'm here to kiss your sister!"
He walked to the tree and looked down with a grin
And placed a head of cabbage, not too thick nor too thin.
With a smile on his face and a sack full of toys
He reached in the bag and made a loud noise.
"Oh my!!" He screamed, with his cheeks glowing bright,
"I seem to have farted on this Christmas night!"
He turned from the tree and ran with such haste,
He knew that the cops were sure to give chase.
To the next house he ran, with sirens in his ears
He knew that those fun-ruiners were SURE to be near.
He knocked on the door and said with a shout
"If you don't let me in, then I'll make you come out!"
Wait he did not, as he broke down the door,
And ran to the fireplace, fast on all fours!
The stockings were hung there, kind and so neat,
Waiting for Akechi Santa to put them on his feet!
He ripped them all down and made quite a clatter!
Lady Yukiko's mom would see what was the matter!
"Stop it!" She screamed, as he crashed to the floor,
"The socks are too big, and your face is no more!"
She pulled out a glock, and aimed at his face.
He must give her the dogs, now at record pace!
From his sack they did spring, those old dumpster dogs.
They pounced and she screamed! Like a pen full of hogs.
Akechi Santa lept out the window, glass shattering all around.
And away from the scene, he fled with a bound.
The next house you'd expect for him to ignore,
For a grouchy old man lived there, licking the floor.
His heart was golden, and his sack far too full,
He had to spread Christmas Cheer, for that was his goal!
Through the chimney he lept, down to the ground.
He knew the old man would not be around.
From his sack he did pull, several thousands of toys.
But the old man walked in, to spoil his joys!
The old man reached out, a hand on his chest.
Akechi started to laugh, oh what a jest!
He reached out to dance, with the frail old man.
But sadly for him, to hell he was damned.
The old man collapsed, all sudden and grave.
Akechi just clapped, he knew Christmas was made!
He burst from the chimney, running fast along the roof,
The cops were down below, quickly in pursuit.
Mister Akechi was giddy with joy,
As he lept to the next house, kissing a boy.
This house was fun! And so full of life,
Akechi's next move was to pull out a knife.
To the basement he ran, a spring in his step.
He knew that old Christmas wasn't done yet.
The father was there, all startled with fear.
"You're Akechi Santa!" He said, "Don't come near!"
With a slash of his blade, and a small little giggle,
Over to the gas tanks, he decided to wiggle.
A matchbox he held, tight in his grasp.
A little flame fell, down with a flash.
Akechi smiled and ran, as he felt quite a heat!
The house just exploded! And he couldn't be beat.
He jumped into his Honda, and said with a yell
"On Junpei, On Chie, let's ride off to hell!"
"On Yosuke, on Yukiko, on Dojima and Adachi!"
"Merry Christmas to all, and you'll never catch me!"
A/N:
Merry christmas :)
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Grampsona 5
WerewolfHello everyone. I am an aspiring writer, known as Catgirl Madarame, nya~. Warning: This fanfiction is VERY HEAVILY Akechi focused. If you do not like, Goro Akechi, OR Goro Akechi's brother, Gombo Akechad, I would advise you to look away now, otherw...
