It's Christmas day in Moralton! People are spending times with their families, having lunch in fancy restaurants, or perhaps even drinking until they cannot longer be aware of their surroundings. Orel had realized that exact same night that his brother, Shapey, was no other than the second coming of Jesus, the Messiah.

"Although this time, he won't be as nice."

He remembered the Reverend's words, as he saw his brother destroy the Christmas "Tree" (If a giant stick of white cardboard and sticks could be called a tree) with no mercy.

"C'mon Lord, get dressed! I'll get you a present!"

Orel and Shapey walked over to the nearest Pizza Jo's, the older brother basically pulling on Shapey for him to come. The day was gray, cold, and there was snow all around, a stereotypical day of Winter. As Orel came in to buy the "Present' for the "Messiah", Shapey ran over to the Bethlehem and began swinging Jesus's cradle

"Yay...Swing!"

He grabbed the figure of Jesus, threw it to the floor, and began swinging himself in the wooden cradle

"Mine!"

Orel came out of Pizza Jo's with his brother's gift (A 4.83$ pizza coupon) , looking around for Shapey and scratching his head. After finding him inside the cradle he ran to him with some kind of excitement

"Look Shapey, I-"

He was cut off as his eyes went to Jesus's figure on the floor.

"The apocalypse begins."

He said, that tone of excitement finally coming to light. He even rose his hands and smiled, warm breathes condensing in the cold air

"YAY!"