Wrapped Up (Open)

Mick's mind was focusing back to his goal. Mick was currently reminiscing the past, trying to find answers that he truly needed. It was getting closer to Ratmas. The time of year to celebrate family, but he wasn't having a good time this year. His brother, Storm and his rather annoying cousin, Jabber weren't gonna be there again. They were gone from the world that they knew. Mick just shook off his old memories. The reminiscing was stopped, when he realized he forgot to do something. He needed to read the book that he's been studying for awhile now. The book was very intriguing to Mick, especially since Storm seemed to not be the type to keep a rather informational book with him.

Mick went to a new task on his to do list, cleaning his rather unorganized desk. Mick wasn't one for organization, but Ma had yelled at him a few days ago to clean it, after papers began falling out of it. Mick was organizing a top drawer full of random things. Old pieces of gum, crumbled papers from school, and many other things filled it. Mick was making piles of trash, until he pulled a certain paper out of his desk. A list of sorts from long ago, containing gift ideas. All the members were there. Jabber and Storm were both included. A flash of cold came crashing in through the one window in the room. The paper flew out the window and Mick jumped for it. The cold air hitting him like a ton of needles stabbing into his body. The ground was coming closer and he landed on his head. He could feel blood coming out, only a little bit. Mick just shrugged and grabbed the paper stuck in the snow.

After Mick went inside and stared at the list, was when the words began registering. In very messy handwriting by Mick, everyone else in the Jay house was listed. Ma had a few kitchen things next to her name. Pa had some organization items next to his name. Stellar had a big question mark next to his name. Wess on the other hand had a bunch of writing items and graph paper. Jabber was the next one. Mick felt his heart twist in pain, but pushed it aside as he laughed at what he had written. Duct tape. Then next on his list was Mist, who he had a bunch of toys of sorts. Mick just shook his head. He probably had no idea what to get her that year. Then Storm was next. A bunch of book titles were on the paper. Storm probably told Mick that he wanted those certain books. Mick just continued to red and violet who he had written dolls and toys. Mick stared at the list full of the old Jay house.

The streets were packed with mostly parents of kids. Workers still working around all the people around them, as it is a very huge and busy time of the year. Mick had already gotten a few things with the small amount of money that he had saved up throughout the whole year. Some of the gifts were to be a big surprise, but others weren't really. Mick's eyes got caught on some bakery, where he wanted to buy some bread of sorts. He walked inside and got a loaf of a cinnamon bread like he did the one time. Mick carefully put it in the bag that he was carrying. A few minutes of searching around the square, he was done.

The walk back was excruciatingly boring. No one was with him and he hoped he did good with presents. He had one for each member and a few for the whole family. The air was cool and calm. The snow was soft and crunched under Mick's feet. That's when Mick bumped into something and fell onto his butt. His head still sore from earlier and his bum now hurt from falling. Mick looked up only to see the calm sky. He calmly sighed and helped himself up as he continued on his journey home in the cold weather.