The Enchanted Christmas: chapter 7

Meanwhile, back in the west wing, Mojo had on his best clothes and was getting everything perfect. He yanked off a curtain and placed it on a small table, wiping some dust off from it. He then wondered where Rebecca could be. Not having the patience to track her down himself, he called out in the loudest way possible. "HERRIMAN!"

"Oh, dear, yes, I'm coming!" Herriman hopped down the hall to get to his master.

"HERRIMAN!" Mojo roared again, pushing a couple of chairs to the table.

Herriman panted, out of breath, then cleared his throat and straightened his back. "You bellowed, Master Mojo?"

"Find Rebecca, I... I uh..." Mojo stammered, and then cleared his throat. "She has to hear a song."

"Yes, Master Mojo, right away, sir," Herriman saluted, and then had a visible smile as he noticed the chimp's good mood. "Splendid... Oh, splendid!" Herriman hopped to Rebecca's room. "Miss Rebecca? Miss Rebecca! Where is she? Oh, Miss Rebecca!" he hopped out, seeing she wasn't there.

"Careful, careful," Grim was with the others as they lifted a Christmas chandelier. "Too fast! Get out of da way, quick!" Grim ducked down as the chandelier got out of control and slammed on top of Billy, who then let out an idiotic laugh.

"Huh!" Cherry scoffed with Mandy. "Amateurs."

Mandy nodded in agreement.

"Miss Rebecca!" Herriman came to see them, but caught in a wreath. "Excuse me, hello, has anyone seen, Miss Rebecca? I can't find her anywhere and Master Mojo is demanding to see her now. He's got a song he wants her to hear."

"Is that okay?" Wilt asked with a smile.

"Muy buena!" Eduardo cheered.

"Coco!" Coco added.

"Oh, how magnificent!" Grim lit the candles on the chandelier with his candelabra.

"Last I saw her; she was going with Mac to look for a Christmas tree." Madame Foster replied.

Herriman got unstuck and dashed downstairs. "Right! We must conduct a search on the grounds. Master Grim, you're with me!"

"HERRIMAN, I'M WAITING!" Mojo could be heard from his room, not too far from the dining hall.

"Madame," Herriman went to his creator. "Stall Master Mojo. Okay Grim, we're-" Herriman turned to see the skeleton chimp had abandoned him. "Master Grim, wait! I'm leading! Me first, you second!" he hopped out of the castle entrance.

"Rebecca! Rebecca!" Grim called as they went to the snow coated grounds of the castle.

"Miss Rebecca?" Herriman called. "Where is she? Rebecca!"

Grim looked beyond. He saw sled tracks and if he had eyes, they would be as big as dinner plates. He looked to see the tracks lead all the way up to the forest far from the castle. "Da Black Forest..." he whimpered with fear, even if he was Death, even he had fears of his own. He then turned to Herriman. "Come on, den! Hurry!"

"No!" Herriman gasped like he had just seen a vicious dog. "This is catastrophic!" he then hopped to catch up with Grim anyway.

Grim turned as he watched Herriman try and catch up. "Herriman, quit dawdling, mon!"

"I'm not dawdling," Herriman panted as they left out the gate. "I'm waddling!"

"Well, don't waddle t'en, we're in a hurry, you lazy old imaginary friend!"

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Mojo was brushing some of his fur down back in the West Wing and shined up his teeth for tonight with Rebecca. He sat in his chair to wait for the guest he wanted to see. But time came and passed again, the candle's wax had burnt out from the fire and the sun was setting. Mojo stared out the window losing his patience and temper.

"Why am I still waiting?" he asked himself, then roared again. "MADAME FOSTER!"

"Coming, sir, coming!" Madame Foster slid in through the door with her tea set and skidded on her tiny shoes. "What a brisk day! You look positively chilled to the bone!"

"Where's Rebecca?" Mojo asked, getting back in his chair.

"How about a nice cup of tea, dearie?" Madame Foster offered. She then flinched as Mojo slammed his hand down to take a cup as Madame Foster shakily put tea from the pot inside. "Just a spot?"

Mojo grabbed the cup and glared at the demonic gorilla by the organ. "Darkness, play Rebecca's song!" he demanded.

Darkness played the song slowly and unwillingly.

"You're not singing." Mojo hissed.

Darkness groaned and rolled his eyes as he started the song over and sang along this time. "Deck, the halls with boughs of holly, fa-la-la-la-la, La-la-la-la-la..." he sounded like he would rather be shot in the forehead.

"Louder!" Mojo growled.

Darkness continued to sing and Madame Foster was still there with her tea set. "A bit more tea, dearie?" she stalled. "Good for the heart, you know."

"No, thank you."

"Just a spot?"

"No more."

"Well there's always room for tea, dearie."

"I said NO MORE!"

"Oh, dear me!" Madame Foster grew nervous and Mojo saw right through her.

"Madame Foster," Mojo glared at her. "Are you...trying to distract me?"

"Goodness, no, sir," Madame Foster then faked a gasp and looked out the window as it got pitch dark outside. "Heavens! Is that a yellow belled, double breasted, sap sucker? Rare this time of year!"

"ENOUGH!" Mojo growled which made Darkness stop singing. "Where's Herriman? Where's Rebecca?"

"Rebecca?" Madame Foster cringed. "We.... Can't find her, sir..."

"WHAT!?" Mojo slammed the table down and barged in the double doors. "Leave me..." he grabbed his enchanted mirror and clenched his teeth as he was seething with anger. "Show me the girl..." The mirror showed Mojo's frightening reflection, then the green lasers came it showed Rebecca in the sled with Mac, riding Rain and heading to the Black Forest. Mojo felt heartbroken, but his anger took over his depressing emotion. "I WILL BRING HER BACK!" he barked.

"NO!" Darkness cried, then calmed himself down. "Uhm.... She's abandoned you! Listen to your old friend, won't you?" Darkness smirked with self-satisfaction. "Have I ever steered you wrong? Led you astray? No! But the girl..." Darkness made his organ blast out green lasers, smoke and demonic angels to torture Mojo.

Darkness: The quickest way to break your heart
Make you depressed and ill
Is to get tangled up inside the side effects could kill
All passion is a waste of time, a deadly game, pour vous

I am your friend, your cher ami
I wouldn't lie to you
If you must love someone, may I suggest
You love yourself? Just think it through

You'll never leave and you'll find you'll get more rest
You'll always feel as good as new
Your freedom is the most important thing my friend
You must be strong, you mustn’t bend

Don't send flowers, don't talk for hours, don't write poems
Don't dance beneath the stars that shine above
Don't fall in love

"Oh, don't do it." Darkness chuckled as he played hell-bent organ music.

Darkness: As soon as your heart rules your head
Your life is not its own
It's HELL when someone's always there
It's bliss to be alone

And love of any kind is bad
A dog, a child, a cat
They take up so much precious time
Now, where's the sense in that?

Love takes the wildest heart and makes it tame
If you're turned on, then just turn off!
Emotions are a thing all great men overcame
Please don't make this your catastrophe!

Don't get attached to anyone, or anything
There's nothing worse than things that cling
You'll go to pot, you'll turn to drink, you'll never rest
You'll end up mad looking some poor demented dove

Don't fall in looove!
Don't fall in love!

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Mojo growled, wrapping his cape around him and stormed down the stairs, leaving Darkness alone. In the ball room, Cherry was walking on the table, examining everyone's decorating as she supervised. She then grew disgusted as she saw some holly on a bell. She wrinkled her nose and swiped it off.

"No, no, no, no, NO! You cannot mix bells with holly!" Cherry put it behind her back and had a dark smile as she continued to examine the decorations. "Still I have to admit, not bad for amateurs." she glanced at Wilt, Ed, Coco, and Bloo.

Suddenly a roar caught them all off guard and even scaring Cherry to near death. Mojo climbed down the stairs and crashed all around the ball room. He shattered a gingerbread house, ripped up the table cloth and smashed all the plates. He then growled as he ran out the doors in a huff to get Rebecca back and make her pay for breaking her promise with him.

"I'm sorry, but that is not okay!" Wilt cried.

"No bueno!" Eduardo cried and cried tears as large as a water fall rushing.

"Coco..." Coco said sadly.

"This is so not cool!" Bloo hissed, then noticed Cherry was under the broken table. "Cherry, you okay there?"

Cherry got back up and bowed her head in her usual dark demeanor. "I knew this was hopeless..." she sighed, wanting to curl up in a ball in a dark corner with no sunshine.