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Back at Zoey's house, Zoey was anxiously watching out her door, checking for Mike, hoping that he would arrive soon. "Oh Mike. Where are you?" Zoey a dit worriedly.
"Don't worry Zoey. I'm sure Mike will be here soon." Cameron told her, patting her back. Zoey smiled. "Thanks, Cam." Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Zoey smiled and rushed to the door and pulled it open, but once she saw whom it was she frowned.
"Hi Zoey." Mal said. Zoey was disgusted par the sight of Mal and she could tell Mal was holding something behind his back, and she instantly became curious. Zoey just glared at him. "Mal." Zoey growled. Zoey noticed a shovel on her front porch, and before Mal could do anything, she grabbed the shovel and raised it above her head, getting ready to turn Mal into a piñata. Mal's eyes widen from the shovel, remembering his précédant affairs with shovels. "Wait!" Mal yelled before Zoey could hit him. "Before toi hit me, let me explain a few things first. Don't believe me, then hit me!" Mal a dit defending himself. Zoey looked up and down Mal, relaxed her stance, but still kept the shovel raised above her head. "Alright. Make it quick." Zoey said. Mal took a deep breath.
"Ok look. I'm sorry." Mal started. "I caused so much trouble, and nearly killed you, and the others. I was truly awful. toi don't need to forgive me, but I just wanted toi to know how sorry I was." Mal apologized. Zoey's eyes widen, she never heard Mal apologized before. "After some thinking, I decided to give this all to Cameron." Mal a dit as he removed a giant case from behind him. Zoey gasped at the sight of what she saw, which was a huge silver case. "Mal. Is- is that- the million dollar prize?" Zoey asked surprised.
"Yeah." Mal replied smiling, rubbing the back of his neck. "But, how did toi get it? Chris didn't give it to Mike last season." Zoey explained.
"Well let's just say, I had to crash the party." Mal a dit smirking.
Back at Chris' house, everything was beyond destroyed. Chris was outside his now demolished house, sobbing. "Why!" Chris cried. "Why does this have to happen to me?!" Chef, along with an intern, came up behind Chris. The intern was holding a picture. "Uh Chris?" Chef said.
"No time chef!" Chris yelled. "All the islands I was looking at for suivant season were in there. Now they're gone!" Chris cried. "Well, then toi are not gonna like, what I'm about to tell you." Chef said. "What?" Chris snapped back.
"Well... toi see, Chris. The... um... million dollars. Yeah. It was stolen." Chef said. "WHAT?!" Chris screamed. "Yeah. It was there and now poof gone!" Chef explained. Chris, who was now filled with frustration and anger, began to pace back and forth mumbling to himself. Chef and the intern looked at Chris with disturbance. Chef motioned for the intern to give Chris the photo. Hesitantly, she moved closer to Chris. Step par step, until she was close enough to tap Chris on the shoulder. Chris violently glared at her. "What?!" Chris yelled. The intern, with shaker hand, nervously handed Chris the picture of an island. There were words on the bottom, just barely visible that a dit 'Pahkitew Island'.
"What the?" Chris said, with his eyes searching the picture.
"Pahkitew Island. Its Cree for explode." Chef explained. Chris glared at Chef and the Intern, but thought about it for a moment, then smiled. "I l’amour it!" Chris yelled happily. Chef and the Intern wiped their foreheads covered in sweat, relieved from Chris' outburst.
Back with Zoey and Mal. "So, let me get this straight," Zoey started, "Three ghosts came to toi and showed toi the past, present, and future. toi felt guilty and regretted everything you've done, so toi destroyed Chris' house, and got back the million dollars Mike was suppose to get last season, so toi could give it to Cameron?" Zoey a dit trying to understand what Mal just told her within a few minutes. "Well yeah." Mal a dit nervously. After a few secondes Zoey sighed, dropped the shovel and gave Mal a small smile. "Ok. I may not believe the first part, but I am glad toi came and apologized." Zoey said. Mal smiled, he he handed her the case of money. She opened it, looking awe-struck from all the money inside. "Would toi like to come in, Mal?" Zoey invited. "I would l’amour to." Mal replied. He entered her house, and Zoey led Mal to the room Cameron and Gwen were in. As soon as he entered, Cameron and Gwen gasped with disgust and horror, just as Zoey did before. "Zoey, why is he here?" Gwen asked, standing up, becoming plus defensive.
"He's apologized for what he's done." Zoey explained. Cameron and Gwen noticed the large silver suitcase with Zoey and gasped. "Is that the million dollar prize?!" Cameron asked excitedly. Mal smiled and nodded. "I had to crash and burn to find it." Mal began, "And I want toi to have it, Cam. For your surgery." Mal a dit smiling.
"Really? For me?" Cameron a dit surprised. Mal smiled and nodded once more. Cameron smiled back, and gave Mal a small hug. "Thank you."
"Hey Mal." Mal turned around to face Zoey. "Yeah?" he asked. "Um. Thank toi for everything you've done here today. we all really appreciate it." Zoey a dit giving Mal a Kiss on the cheek. "Now, not that we don't mind having toi here, but can toi please bring Mike back?" Zoey asked.
Mal smiled at Zoey. "Of course." Mal replied. He sighed, and took a deep breath. All of a sudden, Mike reapeared. "Whoa! What happened?" Mike asked. Zoey smiled and hugged him.
"Well, Mal came for a visit, and he gave Cam this." Zoey a dit holding up the million dollar prize.Mike
smiled at the news. "I knew there was still good in him." Mike a dit to himself.
In the subconscious Chester, Svetlana, Vito, and Manitoba had just seen everything through the mirror, mouths dropping. Mal came back in whistling 'In the Hall of the Mountain King', his theme when he saw the personalities reaction on what he did he was freaked.
"What?" Mal asked them as he smiled and winked.
Long after Zoey's Christmas party, Mike joined his personalities to celebrate their own Christmas Party, but he noticed everyone was still upset with one another. Mike walked over to Mal who was in the middle of thought. "What's going on?" Mike asked, worried about his friends. "Everyone's mad at each other. Vito's mad at Chester for ruining his hair and Manitoba and Svetlana are fighting about some stupid crush Svetlana had when she was like 9." Mal explained. "We need to do something," Mike stated. "I hate seeing people fight on Christmas."
"Already ahead of ya." Mal a dit as he pulled out fleurs and hair gel.
Mal walked over to Chester who was asleep on the couch. "Chester! Wake up! It's Mal!" Mal yelled into Chester's ear, waking him up. "Oh. Hi Mal!" Chester said. "Chester. I want toi to give this to Vito. And make sure toi say it's from you." Mal told him. "Why? What is it?" Chester asked.
"It doesn't matter. Just go give this to Vito. He's over par the table, tableau playing blackjack." Chester shrugged, and slowly rose up with his cane. He hobbled over to Vito, who was clearly very focused with his game of blackjack. "Vito," Chester began. "I brought toi this." Chester set the jar of hair gel on the table. Vito looked up at the hair gel then at Chester. Vito stood up, now square with Chester. "Eh yo. Thanks old whippersnapper. You're not so bad after all. And.... thanks for getting that Candy cane out of my hair. I appreciate the help." Vito said, as he hugged Chester. Chester hugged back, and all Mal could see was a tender moment between two good friends. "Alright. One down. One to go." Mal a dit as he pulled out the flowers.
Mal strolled over to Manitoba who was playing on his X-Box. Mal sat suivant to him and put his arm around Manitoba's shoulder. "What do toi want, mate?" Manitoba asked sternly. "Here." Mal handed to Manitoba. Manitoba paused his game and looked at the fleurs puzzled. "If you're asking me to go out with you. The answer is no." Manitoba told him jokingly. "No. Take these and give them to Svetlana." Mal replied, not amused par Manitoba's jokes. Manitoba's expression changed almost immediately. He rolled his eyes and he had a stone cold look of anger on his face. "No way, mate! Svet and I are no more." Manitoba a dit glaring at Mike.
"Why? Because of a stupid little crush?!" Mal began to rant. "Everyone has crushes at some point in their life. I personally know that everyone in here, except Chester had a crush on Svetlana. Vito, Mike, even me. But the thing is Manitoba, she chose you. Svetlana chose toi out of everyone here!" Manitoba began to feel guilty about what he's done, and his expression change again, this time to sadness. "So take these, and go apologize!" Mal said, forcing the fleurs into Manitoba's hands. Manitoba looked at Mal with contentment. "Thank toi Mal. You're not as bad as people say toi are." Manitoba thanked as he stood up. He began to saunter over to Svetlana, who's back was to him. She was talking to Chester about the same situation. Manitoba tapped Svetlana on the shoulder. She turned around, with anger plastered to her face. "Vhat do toi vant?" Svetlana a dit angrily. Manitoba just held out the fleurs to Svetlana. "I'm sorry, sheila. I was an idiot." Svetlana was surprised par Manitoba's generosity, considering he could be pretty egotistical at times. "I- I don't know vhat to say." Svetlana a dit still staring at the flowers. "Say we can go back to normal. Say you'll take me back, sheila." Manitoba begged taking Svetlana's frail hands. Svetlana had to think about it for a second, before she gave her reply. "Of course." Svetlana said, right before she kissed him. Mal stood over smiling. He knew he's done good.
Mal noticed Mike over at the table, tableau wrapping gifts and he decided to hep out. "Hey Mal. Zoey told me everything that happened with the money." Mike a dit to Mal. Mal looked up at Mike and gave a smile. "Well, I know it's weird. I mean it's weird to me as well. I thought maybe I should care about toi and the others, and not be as evil as I usually am." Mal said. Mike gave a smile. Mal smiled back, but his smile quickly turned into an evil smirk. "But that doesn't mean I'll be good all the time. I'll pull pranks here and there, but I'll still care." Mal explained. Mike gave Mal a hug, and Mal hugged him back. While the two were in a heartfelt embrace, Mal noticed all the gifts all the personalities got, and he noticed that Mike's gift to the personalities weren't there. Mal was confused, that was until Mike took out a gift. The personalities watched as Mike set the gift under the tree, and they all went to him. "Ok. I didn't have enough time to get all toi guys gifts." Mike begun, which made his personalities frown. "But I made something we all could enjoy." Mike told them. Mike proceeded to pull the ribbon from the gift, and the personalities gasped at what they saw. Mike's gift was a frame he made a couple days il y a with symbols that represent each personality. The personalities smiled at the thoughtful gift. Mike was about to post it on the mur of his mind, but was quickly interrupted.
"May I help?" Mal asked shyly. Mike smiled and gestured for Mal to come over to Mike., The two Friends posté the frame on the wall. They took a step back and smiled at their work.There was was silence that filled the room from everyone enjoying Mike's frame, that was until there was a faint giggling from behind them. Everyone looked behind them and noticed Svetlana was giggling.... again. "What's so funny Svetlana?" Mal asked, quizzically. Svetlana covered her mouth to keep all the laughter in and pointed up above them. Everyone looked up to the ceiling, and noticed Mike and Mal were under the mistletoe.
"Oh god!" Mike and Mal a dit at the same time making all the personalities laugh, and making Mike and Mal laugh as well. It was their best Christmas ever.