A Very Delusional Christmas
With no adventure or story to unify around, all the factions you've created here turn on each other, and this odd little christmas-verse society crumbles in on itself." the coyote quickly checked the word count. "47 words. not bad!
The Christmas We Get
He gazed around at the damaged emptiness of a christmas-verse without christmas. “still…guess this explains why you hadn’t invited valyrym, ayly, amaleen, and all the others, this year.” the coyote chuckled.
A Good Enough Christmas Story
Asterbury crashed through it and kept going, rocketing up into the atmosphere, only to squish like a bug against the snowglobe containing this particular part of the christmas-verse. valyrym broke his neck, dying instantly.
Christmas 5: The Christmasening OR How the Coyote Almost Saved Christmas
“cause there's no way in hell i'm letting you take control of my christmas-verse again." the urd'thin tilted his head, folding his golden-robed arms. “is that you're calling it now?" he sneered, perking a single ear. “the christmas-verse?
The Christmas Story That Wasn't
This damn christmas-verse needs its own continuity flow chart. the point is, the coyote had magic, okay? just roll with it, and i'll pour a little extra bourbon in your egg nog. what if you don't like bourbon? uhh…i dunno, cocaine?
A Contractually Obligated Christmas
A contractually obligated christmas - the 7th tale of the coyote's ditd christmas-verse. in which this strange little universe finally implodes under its own bloated weight...or something.
Another Stupid Christmas Story
The only people in my christmas-verse with the power to do that are you, and me. and if it wasn't me, and it wasn't you, then who the hell-" ayly unfroze, and continued where she left off.