Sinister Six in:
All I want for Christmas
people in this story are infact real, and they pose
as Mega Man characters. Enjoy it, so check it out. It's
Things were quiet in Sinister Six Headquarters.
And all through the house, not a creature was sturring,
not even a...
Eddie: Ahhh! Damnit Ice Man! I told you to stop spiking the
Tim: Yeah, what are you trying to do, get us all drunk for
Gary: That would be intresting to see.
Tim: Half of us are still to young to be drinking. I think
only me and Jason are old enough.
IRA: And your point is?
Eddie: Don't tell me you've been drinking again IRA?
Gary: Yeah, I've noticed the water in the toilet has gotten
kind of low, have you been...
Eddie: SHUT UP ICE MAN!
IRA: Well excuse me. One can't help but have a little booze
now and then. *burp*
Tim: Great, we've lost Fire Man.
Gary: Quick, let's pop some popcorn! Maybe Fire Man will do
something entertaining! I'll get the "IRA is drunk cam"!
Tim: That last video was tight Ice Man, remind me to...hey
wait a minute! SHUT UP ICE MAN!
Edward: Well, it's nearing midnight on Christmas Eve. What did
you all ask Santa for Christmas?
beer bottle in the air* I want women baby!! BRING ME
ALL THOSE HOT FLY ASS CHICKS! I'LL BE.....
Jason: Okay, IRA, whatever. Where is Scott?
Gary: I locked him in the closet. It was for his own good.
Tim: YOU WHAT!?
Eddie: Good, then I don't have to deal with any stupidy tonight.
like an idiot* Duhhhhhh.
Eddie: Damn! Can't win for losing!.
Tim: Okay, continuing Eddie's question. I asked for a Garth
Gary: Really? Cool. I asked for the new *NSYNC CD.
Jason: I don't know what you see in their music. All they ever
sing about is love.
Gary: I'm going to change my mind. I want a big mallet for
Christmas, so I can hit Jason over the head with it.
(Cut Man throws his blade at Ice Man and stabs him in
Tim: Well, I know what IRA wants, what do you want Eddie?
Eddie: A new Basketball. IRA burned the last one when I creamed
him at the sport.
They all look at IRA who is happily, and merrily getting
more drunk. *BELCH*!
Scott: *Comes down the stairs*
Gary: Oh my god! It escaped!
Scott: What are you talking about?
Gary: Didn't I lock you in the closet?
Gary: Not yesterday, I mean today!
The rest of the six are surprised. Except IRA who is
still drinking *BURP*!
Scott: Not today, no.
Gary: Well, I locked somebody big and fat in the closet.
The six look at each other then their faces turn to
Tim: You didn't?
Jason: But there's no such thing?
IRA then comes running drunkfully in the room and speaks
IRA: Somebodies pet reindeer left a present on the roof.
Scott: Oh my god! A Present! Let me at it!!
Jason: Not that kind of present you idiot.
Scott: Oh? *thinks for a minute* Ewwwwww....
Gary: Exactly. You took the words or word right out of my
Everyone then looks at Ice Man.
All: You didn't lock Santa up in our closet did you?
Gary: Ummm...I'll go see...*gasps*.
Jason: I want to know what goes on in that Eskmio's head.
Tim: I'd rather not know what goes on in Ice Man's head.
Edward: Yeah me either, or we'd have to take shifts at night
when we sleep...
Scott: Can I take the first shift?
Everyone ignores Scott's stupid remark as they see Gary
run down stairs with the famous Santa himself
Jason: Oh my god! It's Saint Nick! The Jolly Man himself!
Gary: Ummmm...he's not to happy right now, the fact I've delayed
valuable gift giving time...
Santa: Yeah, you've been very naughty Ice Man *grunts*, but
sence you are part Eskmio like me, I'll be nice and
give you your gift.
Santa: Yes, you all have one gift coming to you. Here Edward,
I was going to give you a Basketball, but it got popped...
so take this.
Edward: What is it?
Santa: I couldn't give you a "real girlfriend" so take this
Deflatable Female Dummy. *gives it to him*
Edward: Thanks. It's better than nothing I guess...
Santa: For Tim, here's your Garth Brooks CD. Though a fat women
sat on it on the way here...
Tim: Ummm...that's okay, I can do something about that smell...Ummm...Thanks
Santa.. *walks away*
Santa: Jason, I have your 24-Carrot Gold Mew Pokemon card,
though the gold has rusted off a little.
Jason: What?! I don't want it then! I wanted it pure gold!
Santa: *interupts Cut Man* Here Gary! Take your gift! And use
Gary: Oh boy! The mallet! *turns to Cut Man*
Jason: Uh oh... *tries to run away but....SMACK!!*
Cut Man falls to the floor with a huge bump on his head
Gary: Ah....that felt great.
Santa: IRA, I can't give out booze to under aged teenagers,
so here, take this Pencil.
IRA: *is to drunk to crab about the pencil* Cool! I'll go
try it now! *Belch*
Santa: Alright, Scott, here's your home cook book. *hands it
Scott: Wow! Cool! It's in mint condition, and it's the special
Tim: Wait a minute! Let me see that! There's nothing wrong
Santa: Exactly! He's been the only one that's actually been
good this year.
The rest of the six get mad and chase Santa out of the
Santa: Merry Christmas you stupid bunch of Idiots! *flies off
on his sleigh*
Tim: Can you belive that guy?
(The six then go to sleep and wake up Christmas morning)
Tim: Some hero's we turned out to be, almost ruined Christmas.
Edward: *Points to the TV*. Look!
Reporter: And thanks to The Sinister Six, Santa
Claus delevered all the presents on time on Christmas!
If it wasn't for them Santa wouldn't of been here on
Tim: Not to change the famous lines or anything, but what
exactly did we do to help Santa?
Edward: *angerly* Who cares! Just read the script! *ahem* Now
we are house hold names. Maybe now I can pick up a chick
with a little more ease.
Jason: True. That and maybe IRA will stop being drunk.
IRA: *Falls on the floor with the booze still in his hands*
Gary: Nah, that'll never happen.
Scott: Hell all, I'm going to start a new recipie with this
here book, who wants to help?
The rest of the six exit the scene