A Princess for Christmas Page #4

- Yeah, but that was before you dragged me

all the way to Castlevania to spend

Christmas with grandpa Wingnut.

- I've done it! It works!

- Thank you, Floyd.

- You can unhook it now.

- Very well, then.

What?

You're not missing much.

We don't even have HBO.

I'm sick of you telling me what to do.

You're not my mother. Not even close.

You're right. I'm not.

But I'm trying to do the best I can.

I miss her too, you know.

Both of them.

- It's gonna get better, Milo. I promise.

- I'm tired, I'm gonna go to bed.

Sure. Get some rest.

I'll see you in the morning.

You're all ready for bed, sweetheart?

- Have you said your prayers yet? prayed?

Not yet.

God bless mommy and daddy

in Heaven. Aunt Jules and Milo too.

And if it's not too much to ask,

could you please help grandpa

not to be so grumpy? So we can

all have a merry Christmas. Amen.

Honey, I know he's not the warm

fuzzy grandpa you wished for

but it's important not

to give up on people.

- He wasn't nice to mommy and daddy, was he?

- No, he wasn't.

But you know, they

loved him anyway.

Maybe it's time for us to open up

our hearts and forgive him too.

So you don't think they'd be

mad we're here?

No, they'd be glad.

It's a big step for your grandpa

to invite you and Milo to Castlebury.

- Okay.

- That's my girl.

Aunt Jules, do you think Santa

will be able to find us,

even if there is no Christmas

tree or twinkle lights?

Don't you worry, Santa knows who

all the good little boys and girls are.

Sweet dreams.

- You scheduled a hunt?

- It's our tradition, remember?

- I thought it would please you.

- Well, it doesn't.

I don't want a bunch of rowdy

hunters tramping through the castle.

Father, they are friends.

Besides, it's too late to cancel now.

What's the matter with you? I thought

you wanted a happy family Christmas.

I changed my mind.

Christmas makes me

think of Charles.

- And so do these children.

- Of course they do! And what were you expecting?

I don't know. To feel better.

So your new plan is to make

everyone miserable?

I don't have a plan!

- Yes?

- Sorry to interrupt...

I was looking around the castle

and I couldn't find your Christmas tree.

Because there isn't one.

- Why not?

- I don't like them.

They're messy dirty things that drip

sticky sap all over the mahogany.

- Father.

- But they make children happy!

- I don't want one!

- Then could you please tell me what you do want?

- I don't think he knows.

- Oh yes I do.

I want to know why I brought

these the kids here

if it wasn't to give

them a merry Christmas.

And I'm not talking about some

creepy wannabee holiday

in a clammy castle where everybody's walking

around like Dawn of the living dead!

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