Merry christmas Lois!

Sorry if its terrible.... My computers been crashed for the past while, wrote it in a rush... don't hate me?

Skulduggery turned his eye sockets towards Valkyrie, took one look and started laughing, “What?” she pouted brushing the snow from her jeans and top, “Oh nothing,” he chuckled, knocking off the pile of snow that had accumulated on his young partners head, “Ugh!” she screamed in frustration, “I bloody hate this snow,” she cried, shaking it loose from her black locks,
“You’d be complaining about its absence if it wasn’t here so just suck it up and come with me to Ghastly’s,” Valkyrie scowled, “Shut up skeleton,” If skulduggery had eyes, he would have rolled them, “Very creative name calling Val, keep it up and I might feel hurt, eventually,” one hard shove from the shorter girl caused him to lose his footing on the slick pavement and fall over in his expensive looking suit,
“You asked for it,” he mumbled using the air to pull her down as well, throwing some more snow on her for good measure, “Skull, I hate you,”
“Yes, I can imagine,”
“just so you know,”
“I do,”
“I mean it too,” She told him pushing ahead of him and folding her arms, a very uncharacteristic pout forming on her face, “Are you pouting?” the skeleton asked, incredulous,
“Yes actually, and you’re not helping by asking stupid questions,”
“Your face will get stuck you know,” he poked her cheek, after a moments silence,
“You know, you make it very difficult to give you the silent treatment,”
“Is that what you were doing,”
“No Skull, No it isn't,” the two kept walking bickering and poking each other as they made their way down the rugged, dirty streets of Roarhaven, “This place is Christmassy don’t you think?” Skulduggery told Valkyrie, “Definitely, so… what’s the word… Oh I know, cheery, it’s very cheery,” she laughed, as she glanced at the graffiti-ed buildings and dingy shops, “Yes, you are a wonderful wordsmith, I applaud you. But you look like you’re going to catch your death so I say we get into the shop fast, give our wishes and leave,”

“You aren’t much of a party person are you,” “What do you expect?” Valkyrie shrugged, “Just promise you won’t take your present back this time,” “Promise your present won’t be stupid this time,” Valkyrie shoved him hard into the window of the shop and rushed inside,
“Ghastly! Merry Christmas!” Valkyrie shouted to the man who was somewhere, inside the shop,
“Hello Val, presents on the table,” he called from some-where in the back,
“Super,” Val mumbled, she wanted to stay home but she knew that she had to see her other friends even if she saw them more than her family.

 On the table there were two presents with her name on it, One was obviously the new protective clothing he had promised her, and the second was a large box of something or other, she shook it and poked the wrapping paper trying to figure out what it was, before giving up and tearing into it,
“Eh? Could there be more sweets?” Valkyrie Caine shrugged and dug into the large box of sweets.

“Hey Ghastly! Merry Christmas old friend,” Skulduggery reached into a pocket and gave Ghastly a small, neatly wrapped present, “Thanks, yours is on the table, next to Valkyries,” Skull nodded,
“Wanna bet she’s opened hers?” Ghastly laughed, “She’s only a child, of course she has,” they both laughed good-naturedly, heading into the main room,

“Val?” Skull questioned,
“Whoooo!” the teenager exclaimed practically bouncing off the walls, giggling like a mad woman, “Ghastly, what did you get her?” Skulduggery asked sternly, Ghastly stared at the hyper child,
“Sweets, I’m not much of a gift buyer, isn’t that what you give people?” Skulduggery hit his forehead with his gloved hand,
“Not her, She is positively as high as a kite when she’s ingested sugar, try getting her down, its like a squirrel on coffee,” he tried, and failed to grip the girls wrist,
“C’mon Skull! Lets go out in the snow!” she exclaimed, a high pitched squealing noise emitting from her throat,
“No, lets get you home Val,”
“I don’t want to!” She cried running past him and deeper into the shop,
“Some times I wonder why I keep her around,” Skull wondered aloud,
“Cause she boosts your ego and makes you feel like a hero, and she held your hat hostage,” Skulduggery groaned, “Ah yes, I suppose she does have her purposes,” they heard a loud crash and Ghastly winced, “But, sometimes…” he continued under his breath.

Three hours later, Ghastly and Skulduggery both, were exhausted, and so was Valkyrie, she was singing softly under her breath, swaying on the spot, while the two men hid behind an overturned table, “Think its safe?” Ghastly whispered,
“With her? Never, but just maybe, shes tired out now,” A loud noise came from behind them, they both jumped and turned to see Valkyrie sleeping on the floor, “Oh thank God,” Ghastly breathed,

“Let this be a lesson to you Bespoke, never and I mean never, give Valkyrie Cain Sugar,”