The Yammo Xmas Special '08

The Yammo Xmas Special '08

There was a reason why Veluriel was wrapped up in meters of tinsel. No matter what happened around the cult, it was always the demon that got stuck with the shitty jobs. It was always the demon who had to make sure that everything went to plan and that everyone had enough food... He was flying at the top of the caves that made up the Cultist compound, and he was struggling to balance the tinsel, as well as the roll of sticky-tape that his tail was wrapped around. Eirnin was someone below him, no doubt watching his struggle with a degree of sick satisfaction.

"Hurry the FUCK UP!" Eirnin yelled up at Vel, tapping on his watch. Eirnin turned away, leaving Vel to give the Master the middle finger as soon as his back was turned. Eirnin turned around quickly, but Veluriel was back at work once more. Eirnin raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He flicked through his list to see who was coming. There weren't a whole lot of people coming this year as there had been quite a few cancellations. Still, all that meant was more food for him.

"Kel, you shall show our guests into the main cavern." Eirnin barked, as Kel scuttled off to make sure that his Master's demands were met. He managed to navigate his way around the vast network of caves. There were Eirnin's 'honoured' guests.

"Why have I waited so long?" C grunted. "If it vasn't for Ida, I'd be sober by now!" He growled in a strange accent that Kel could not quite place. Ida was looking into his eyes in a lustful way, while Checkers looked away irritated. He looked around at the other guests and noticed that it appeared to be another sausage-fest. He closed his eyes and controlled his breathing. Lucky for him, Ida was too tipsy to notice the expression on his face.

Across from where they were sitting, Rowan looked at Checky. He was smoothing down his clothes and looking towards Ida. He had a bad feeling about this, as he knew that she would get drunk and fuck some stranger. It wasn't the promiscuity that bothered him, it was the fact that he had been disease free for years now, and he didn't want Ida to ruin it. He instead concentrated on his breathing and trying to avoid Rowan's stares.

There was some slight amusement when two more people arrived. Checky's hear fell when he noticed that one of the men was Arrio. Next to Arrio was a man with straggly hair, a patch over one eye and some strange contraption on his arm.

"Why did you bring me here? Who are these people?" James yelled at Arrio, who had a leer on his face. James tightened his grip on Arrio's arm before Arrio started swatting at him.

"Wha' da fuk? You need'ta woman, ya big pansy!" Arrio said. James just shrugged. He heard the word 'pansy' in that, so he paid Arrio no attention whatsoever. James thought that any woman that Arrio would bring up wouldn't even be worth looking at. Arrio was a good man, but he made some pretty poor moral choices, James thought to himself.

Just then, Kel ran into the waiting area.

"The Master says you can come through now." He said, deeply bowing as his Master commanded him to. He showed everyone through, though both C and James had to be dragged through towards the main cavern. Another small boy joined the back of the pack, clutching his invite.

Veluriel flew down. He managed to (finally) get the decorations up, and he was sitting down, looking at disgust at Eirnin's alcohol stash. The main problem with the caves was a total lack of electricity and other such luxuries. There was enough to run the stereo and some lights, but if you wanted anything else, you had to take them to the surface safe house. His eyes narrowed when he noticed that Arrio had made an appearance. He turned to Eirnin wondering how the hell he knew who Arrio was. Eirnin said nothing.

He stood up and started to make a speech.

"Thank you for coming on this wonderful day. Now let is celebrate in the presence of the Eternal Master!" Eirnin roared, as everyone just shook their heads. Eirnin's face fell when he realised that the only person that was paying him any attention was Kel. Everyone else had resumed their own chats, while Vel was moving towards Ida, while having one eye on Rowan.

"Vy did I come here?" C growled throwing his arms in the air. Even the womanly attention that Ida was showing him wasn't enough to keep his attention. As soon as he spotted Vel however, his face darkened.

"Vy ist this prick here?" C spat to no-one in particular. About the only thing going for this party was the heat and the drinks, and Eirnin seemed to be a little stingy with the alcohol. Vel didn't notice that C was talking to him; all he heard was a lot of muttering about nothing whatsoever.

Rowan moved closer to everyone else, as he started to check everyone out. He scuttled up to Vel, who was too distracted with what Ida was doing. She would make a great Christmas dinner, he thought to himself. It would be a fitting end to his celebrations, especially since she'd be prised away from Arrio's arms. Even James was starting to get pissed off, especially at the behaviour of Arrio. James hated parties and would do his best just to make his way home.

Vel saunter over to C and grinned. He was holding a can of bourbon and coke and he had a smile on his face. C scowled as Vel pressed the can against C's back. He tried to move away, but Vel pretty much stuck himself to C. A few seconds later, Vel grinned and removed the can. C had his uses.

C was about to hurl abuse at Vel, until Vel gave him a small bottle of whisky. He brightened up just a little, but that did not stop him from giving Vel the finger. Vel tossed his hair back and snorted. He had better things to do than to stand around Iceman.

Eirnin meanwhile was trying to track down Kel. Kel had pretty much gone into hiding to avoid dealing with the Unbelieving scum that had accumulated down there. He could think of no reason why the Master had to subject him to such filth. He nearly ran towards the back room, but Eirnin ordered him back. He needed a drinks server, and Kel would have to do it, or face the wrath of the Master. Kel nodded, not happy at his treatment. Eirnin grabbed a few bottles of wine and a few bottles of beer and loaded them up on a silver tray. Kel groaned beneath the weight, but no sound exited his lips. He turned and went towards the room.

"Finally! Booze!" Ida exclaimed as she and C mobbed Kel. His face twisted as their bony fingers went towards his drinks. As soon as they took all the drinks (and therefore irritating Vel), Kel ran out to the back room. He quickly ran to the sink and washed his hands to get the Unbelievers stink off him.

"Don't forget the FOOD!" Eirnin yelled at his minion. Kel ran around, looking for chips and the like to stuff the hungry faces of those that hung around the Fair and Glorious Eternal Master, the Holy and Wise Eirnin Meail. He quickly got some more bags of chips, cheese and other such assortments. The music was on, but unfortunately for the guests, most of it was martial music proclaiming Eirnin to be the leader of all.

"I've had fuckin' enough of this music." Ida slurred to Arrio, as she stood him up. He hesitated, but remembered how smoking hot Ida was without clothes, so he allowed himself to be led with her. She got a CD out of her bag, and went looking for the player. James was tempted to follow them, but he found a nice shadow to hide behind. Arrio tried pulling him out, but he had little success. Besides, he might get a little closer to a certain someone.

Vel on the other hand was trying to see if he could add a little bit of Ida in his diet. He licked his lips like a cartoon villain. Before he had a chance to extend his claws and take a bite…Eirnin arrived on the scene.

Immediately, everyone turns to look at him (except James, who was making friends with the coats). Eirnin was quite a sight. He had long flowing red robes on, with black leather pants. Veluriel turned and tried not to laugh. He really did loom like some kind of stereotypical villain.

"I am glad you have all come here, for the celebration of out Glorious Master." He boomed. Most people looked blank and did not realise that he was advocating himself. "Now you shall get on your KNEES!"

There was pandemonium. Ida was pissed off as she was just about to pull out the mistletoe; Checky had already rolled his hands into fists. Kel was standing in the crowd and immediately dropped to his knees, letting his tray of food drop to the ground in the process.

Everyone turned around momentarily at Kel. His head was firmly on the ground, obeying his Master's commands. Everyone else was ignoring him, or muttering about blasphemy in the case of James, who was tugging on Arrio's sleeve. He wanted to leave RIGHT NOW, but was not allowed to. Arrio wasn't going anywhere until he had successfully made his way into Ida's pants. Judging by the looks that she was giving off, that wouldn't be too much further in the future.

Eirnin was unsure of what to do. His future converts were starting to scatter, and Kel wasn't doing anything. He quickly ran to Kelaten, and ordered him to stand. The glassy-eyed kid obeyed. Eirnin was about to yell at all of his followers to come back, but they had already disappeared. The only people remaining were Ida and Arrio, after James developed the courage to step outside. Since that woman was distracted, James felt a lot safer now. He didn't want to be bought into immoral acts with some of the women that lurked around this area.

Veluriel slid up to Eirnin, clutching every single bottle of booze that he could find. He turned to the Master and proclaimed for all to hear.

"THANK YOU FOR FUCKIN RUINING MY CHRISTMAS!"