rich people I am not.

The Forbes Fictional 15; the best and brightest fictional zillionnaires ever.

Starring such celebrity death matches as Bruce Wayne vs. Lex Luthor and Monty Burns vs. Santa and Cruella de Vil vs. Willy Wonka.

ETA: from chr0me_kitten

( what a man, what a man, what a mighty good man )

Drabble-matic, Very Special Christmas!

Remember prillalar's drabble-matic? JUST look what it made me for Christmas.

The Miracle Of The Wraith-addled Ford

Rodney hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like the best pajamas ever. He loathed it.

Every December, Rodney would feel himself getting all difficult inside. He refused to put up a Christmas space thingy, he snapped at anyone dangerous enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.

On December 13, Rodney had to go to the mall to buy a pointy dangerous Ancient device. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing in space around and so much Christmas music blaring on fire, he thought his holstered thigh would explode.

Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was an irritable man collecting for charity. Rodney never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.

Suddenly, the irritable man dropped his bells and ran in the dark. There was a huge wraith-addled Ford right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the irritable man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!

Rodney rushed out and geniusly pushed them both out of the way. There was a flaming bang and then everything went dark.

When Rodney woke up, he was in an expensive room. There was a Christmas space thingy in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Rodney's chest hurt. A lot.

The irritable man came into the room. "I'm so cranky!" he said. "You're awake. My name is John. You saved me from the truck. But your chest is broken."

Rodney hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas space thingy up and his chest was broken, he felt quite powerful, especially when he looked at John.

"Your chest must hurt stupidly," John said. "I think this will help." And he smacked Rodney several times.

Now Rodney felt very powerful indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved John. "I love you," he said, and kissed John militarily.

"I love you too," said John. Just then, the wraith-addled Ford ran into the room and nuzzled Rodney's neck. "I brought him home with us," John said.

"We'll call him Miracle," Rodney said. "Our Christmas Miracle."

It was the best Christmas ever.