Christmas Special: Mojave edition

(Meddler POV)

"So wait, you're saying that there's this holiday where you all celebrate how friendship defeated a bunch of ghost, brought three tribes together, and basically founded a entire nation?" I ask with disbelief as Wavy and Psycho nod their heads. They have been explaining to me how their winter holidays go back where they're all from, and the reason we all are talking about winter holidays when Feathers was complaining how hot it is in the Mojave. Or until I explain to her that it's the cold season this time around, and if she want to complain how hot it is here, then she best wait for the summer time to come around.

That got the attention of Wavy and Psycho as our discussion change from the weather of the Mojave to how holidays are usually spent during this 'cold' season. And they finish explaining to me of how 'Heartwarming eve' is usually spent, and here is my response to it. "That has to be the dumbest way to make a national holiday I have ever heard, in my life. I mean I can understand how it could make three tribes into a entire nation, and even how they made a nation, but they use a magical heart to defeat a bunch of ghosts? I call bullshit." I say to them.

Wavy snort at my response and give her own reply. "They're called Windigo's Meddler. And for the last time we told you it was magic combine with friendship that saved them all." I roll my eyes as I my move my legs as my back lean on the couch in my room. "Well excuse me ex-princess, you forget that I have to be a realist when I hear that a bunch of ponies call upon a magical heart to defeat a bunch of ghosts, I mean seriously if that happen here in the Mojave we would of just build a container, force those suckers in, and dump the container in a bottomless pit that no one will ever go into." my eyes turn to see Loyal coming in the room as she move by my side and lay her head on my legs, and in turn my right hand rub her helmet-less head as she purrs in my lap.

Psycho decides that this subject need to be change as she speaks. "Well Meddler, what about the holidays here? How are they usually spent?" she ask, this got the attention of Feathers as she came inside the room, she left earlier since she already knows about Heartwarming eve and went to check her weapons. "Are you guys finish talking about Heartwarming eve? Honestly I can't understand you ponies sometimes, using songs and being friends to another to defeat a bunch of Windigo's." say Feathers as she lay down by the couch. "See, even Feathers agree that is bullshit." I tell Wavy, she sighs as her horn glow and Loyal helmet appear by me as I understand what she is implying. My left hands grab the helmet as I equip Loyal head to it.

And while that happen Slutty magically appear by my left side, which cause me to jump a little. "Damn it Slutty! I thought I told you not to teleport by me when I'm relaxing!" I shout at her, however I can bet she's grinning under that helmet of hers. "Am I going to be punish for disobeying an order?" she ask with a sultry tone. I sigh as my head shakes. "You know what? Fuck it, everyone just gather in a circle and I'll explain as much as I know about the holidays around here, okay?" I say as Wavy and Psycho are across from me on the other couch, Feathers lay on the ground looking up to me, Loyal is laying on the couch on my right with her head on my lap, and Slutty is on my left laying her head on my shoulder and rubbing her head on my pre-war shirt.

"Okay, so I don't exact remember the details, but back in the day of Pre-war era, there was this holiday name Christmas, and from what I remember from Mom stories of it, it was a holiday where we celebrate either an old fat man in a sleigh of sorts and give presents to kids, or where we celebrate about some guy getting birth on the day, I don't know all the details honestly. Anyway it was a time of giving and receiving, being good nature to everyone, and a day where peace is declare to those who call each other enemies."

"So how come we haven't heard of it, better yet we haven't seen anyone getting ready for it?" ask Wavy. My eyes roll as I explain. "Well like I said, it's a Pre-war holiday, and not many people may remember it now since then, hell even back in the NCR there wasn't enough information on the holiday at all, only a few stories, traditions, and basic stuff of it." I say to her. "What were they Meddler?" ask Psycho.

I lean back as my mind ponders a bit. "Well the day it started was December 25, there was the setting up of the tree, I think it was a pine tree, and that we decorate it with knickknacks. Then we sing songs about the holidays, have some sort of Christmas dinner and give gifts to other people we care about." I explain to them all. "What about the traditions?" ask Feathers. "Well beside giving gifts, the tree, and the stories of Christmas, there was also the tradition of kissing under a mistletoe, what a it is and the purpose of it I have no idea. All I do know is that it's some sort of traditions where couples abuse it much since they get kisses underneath it, and sometime it was a good prank for other people, hell even putting it under people who may like each other, but deny it. It was an unspoken rule that you had to kiss underneath it." I went on explaining.

"What about the stories?" ask Wavy, my nose give a snort to her. "Wavy there isn't much to tell since I can't remember all of them, I was like what, nine when I heard about them? And even if I do remember them what is the point? I mean it's something from the Pre-war era, nothing great about it now." I say to them all, the conversation end there for a time being, or until Psycho speaks up. "Well...Why can't we bring our own version of it here now? I mean we are all close to one another, and it's close to the holiday," I notice she look at her Pip-boy to check the date, then back to us as she nod her head. "So why can't we do it here in the 38? And bring all your friends here to celebrate the holidays?" she suggest to me.

My eyebrows raise at her suggestion. "Psycho do you have any idea how silly that sound? I mean honestly, do you think not only you can persuade this to the others, but to think that you can make me think that this would actually work?" I tell her, however she brings her hoof to Wavy, Loyal, and Slutty as they took their helmets off and are in a huddle. They're whispering something, and it's something I probably won't like. And my prediction came true as they turn to me with...No.

I can't believe it, they're pouty facing me. NO! I must be strong! There is no way that, I think in my mind, however Wavy bit her lip as she give a whine. Must...Resist...Cuteness! my mind rage as my will is slowly crumbling down. However I fall from them all saying this line in sync in a pleading tone. "Pwease can we have a holiday celebration?"

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3 hours later

(Meddler POV)

"So, tell me again how the greatest man in the Mojave Wasteland, you know the same guy that not only kick NCR out of Hoover Dam, but also killed Caser, destroy the Fiends, and also became the de facto ruler of Vegas, was defeated because four mares gave him a pleading look and tone to him?" ask Arcade as we are using the Penthouse to set up the decorations of the first Mojave Christmas in a long time. He's sitting by me as I'm banging my head on the table and giving a groan. "Shut up Arcade, it would of work on you if they were guys." I tell him as my head went up to see the progress going.

We have our 'tree', honestly it's something we dig up from around in the Mojave, those desert trees, eh no one is going to notice it, or the pit we made to dig it up in the first place. We don't exactly have the materials to use decorations, so we just use those star caps I use to collect before finding out it's some sham from that Sunset Company place, honestly back then I thought it really did have something useful, like secrets to a Vault or something. Still those caps are useful for decorations.

"You have to admit Meddler, they look really happy since this thing got started." tell Arcade as we both see Wavy hanging up Fiends helmets up by the doors, Psycho talking Feathers as they prepare the drinks in a large pot, Slutty hanging up Deathclaw hands as to substitute for the mistletoe's. And Loyal...Wait a minute, where is she? I have my answer as I hear her purring and rubbing up by me.

"Anyway do you think the others will make it for this party?" I ask, instead of answering he turn his head as we both hear the elevator door opening, and Yes-man giving me a message. "Hey Boss! Your pals are here! And I brought the final ingredient!" Feathers turn her head to him. "Ah finally! Go ahead and put the mesquite pods in the pot and we can finish this 'eggnog' up." she say as my attention turn from those two, to the gang as they enter inside the large room. "Hey boss, what's all of this stuff here?" ask Raul, thankfully Arcade decides to keep it simple. "We are all participating a holiday from Pre-war era, it's called Christmas and we're here whether we all like it or not."

However instead of not knowing what Christmas is, he is rather surprise. "Christmas? It's been ages since I had been a Christmas holiday like this, well you can count me in on this party, say what's Gilda making over there?" I answer for him. "Well it's a mixture of banana yucca fruit, broc flower, crunchy mutfruit, dandy boy apples, and finally honey mesquite pods with tons of water to mix them all up. It's a, and I quote from Feathers 'a Mojave Wasteland eggnog'. But Raul, how do you know what Christmas is?" I ask him with a surprise look on my face.

"Remember boss, I'm an old man, and I remember Christmas like it was yesterday. Say you don't mind me telling the Christmas stories do you?" he ask me. "Mind? Go on ahead my man!" I reply as I lean back and see my friends talking to one another, Boone having a conversation with Boozy, Rex being head rub by Wavy as she's talking with Punchy of weapons, Mad Doctor entering a conversation with Feathers and Raul as they take a drink. ED-E just floating by looking at us all, Loyal by me, Slutty just drinking alone on the side, Grandma just entering and having some eggnog, and Yes-man off to do what he does best, being a lackey.

And all of a sudden I feel like singing a song for some reason.

I'm dreaming of a dusty Christmas
just like the Laser Rifle gives Beams
Where the neon lights the place and people listen
To the Legion painful screams

I'm dreaming of a sandy Christmas
With every journal entry I write
"May our days be crazy and bright
And may all our Mojave be all nice

I'm dreaming of a bright Christmas
Just like the Laser Rifle gives Beams
Where the neon lights the place and people listen
To the Legion painful screams

I'm dreaming of a sandy Christmas
With every journal entry I write
"May our days be crazy and bright
And may all our Mojave be all nice

As I finish the song, my eyes notice a Deathclaw hand over my head, and four girls around me. Wavy, Psycho, Loyal, and Slutty. I sigh. "I know what you all want." I say as they giggle and remove their helmets. I turn to each of them one by one and give them a quick kiss, however they don't feel like having a quick smooch as the hand is above me again and each girl, especially Wavy, give me about a minute kiss. I look at them all as they giggle and put their helmets back on. "You all did that on purpose did you?" I say with accusation. "Maybe." they all say at once. I shake my head and lean back as look at my friends laugh at my predicament and over all having a good time.

If this is what Christmas is...Then I wouldn't mind having it another year.I think to myself as I'm surround by my closest friends I have in the Mojave Wasteland.

Author's Note

I'm dreaming of a white christmas is own by Bing Crosby.

So yeah one Christmas special down, and possibly two to go.