BigDamnTable 92 - Christmas

BigDamnTable 92
Christmas



Character(s): Gold Saints




It was December 23rd. Aiolos and the young Gold Saint trainees were having dinner. The only one absent was Saga; he had been away on a mission for Pope Shion.
Suddenly, Aiolia piped up. „Big brother, what is Christmas?“
That caught the attention of the other eight children. They started calling „What is Christmas, big brother Aiolos?“ and „Tell us, tell us!“. The Sagittarian, totally caught off-guard, raised his hands to calm them down.
„Okay, okay, I tell you. But first, Aiolia, you need to tell me where you heard of that.“
„The people in Rodorio village were talking about it“, the Leo boy answered.
„I see…“ Aiolos thought for a moment how to explain it best. „Well… Christmas is a feast of the Christians. They believe on December 24th, their messiah Jesus Christ was born. So Christmas became a fest of love, of sharing and of calmness, a time to meditate about one’s life. Although… in our modern world, unfortunately it has become somewhat of a business. People stress themselves to get presents, so the part of love and calm is getting lost.“
„That’s sad…“, Milo murmured, who had taken a liking to the notion of such a feast.
„But some things are still the same“, Aiolos tried to cheer the young Scorpio up. „Like, there’s always a nicely decorated Christmas tree around.“
„A Christmas tree…“, whispered Aphrodite. Then the young Piscean yelled: „I have an idea!“
Eleven pairs of eyes shot him a curious glance.
„You have?“, Aiolos asked. „What is it?“
„Saga is supposed to come back tomorrow night, isn’t it so?“, Aphrodite asked.
„That’s right!“, piped up Aiolia. „Big brother told me so.“
„Then why don’t we surprise him with a beautiful Christmas tree in his temple?“
Upon Aphrodite’s suggestion, there was silence. Then Aiolos broke into a warm, bright smile.
„That is a great idea, Aphrodite“, he said. „Let us do that.“
„And leave the decoration to me“, the little Pisces boy said confidently. „I know the most in terms of beauty.“
So the ten boys finished their meal and got to work.

Saga heaved a sigh of exhaustion as he climbed the stairs to his temple.  The mission he had just completed had been a straining one. Now he was just glad to return to his temple.
,And such a mission around Christmas’, he thought, grumbling. Not that he believed in the Christian god, but Christmas had always been a time of peace and relaxation.
He walked through the halls of his temples, the torches on the walls lit and glowing warm and welcoming. When he approached his bedchamber, however, he noticed that it was dark. Neither a candle nor a torch was lit inside; which was strange, because his bedchamber had always been prepared upon his return.
Slowly he stepped into the room. The darkness inside blending with the darkness outside made it impossible for him to recognise anything.
Suddenly, there was a shout of several voices.
„ MERRY CHRISTMAS, SAGA!“
There was a hissing noise, and a torch burst into flame. Before Saga’s eyes, there was a beautifully decorated Christmas tree and ten boys standing around it, smiling at him. His eyes searched for Aiolsos immediately.
The Sagittarian smiled at him warmly.
„Merry Christmas, Saga. May all your wishes come true.“
That was too much fort he Geminian. He lunged at Aiolos, hugging him tightly, with tears in his eyes.
„Thank you, Aiolos“, he whispered. Then he let go of the brown-haired friend and went on his knees. „And thank you all too.“
As the little boys came to hug him, Saga couldn’t help but laught.
He felt happy.