adventures of mohawk: merry mogwai christmas part 1

mohawk was at the gym, having a work out when he heard a crash. he pushed open a door to reveal a sports bag that had fallen off of a shelf. "hey!" he said. "i'm not scared. this is halloween not xmas..." a lock slid open to the door."very funny, stripe." the latch to door clicked... "i heard that joke ages ago, tricky guy.." a voice sounded from outside the door. it sounded like fingernails scraped on ice. it said "you know you want to show yourself. ten seconds and i will open the door.." mohawk saw a window. locked. damn. he ran to the cupboard and saw a hatch to outside.. he fumbled on the latch. "one.." he picked at the latch. "two" he looked for another way out. "three..." he saw a window without a lock. he tried to push it open. "four.." he leaned a gainst the hatch and the hatch opened. "five.." he went out."oh, i'll just go in!" said the voice. a gremlin came in. "no! he left the gym." mohawk's voice sounded. "how do you expect me to live through your speeches of why you want to kill me? " he chucked a football. it hit the gremlin on the head. "and now, i really do like it. fun, fun fun! " he jumped out the door behind the gremlin. "bye!!" mohawk ran out. he skidded to a stop at the lockers. the gremlin was approaching. "come to find you..." the gremlin said.mohawk threw a locker key out and it hit the gremlin. "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!" it screamed. mohawk ran, and spun around. a gremlin was wearing a santa hat, and said"merry christmas!"the gremlin barreled towards him. mohawk was cornered. the window was locked. aha! a door. ah!he locked it off, he's past it.mohawk saw a hole in the wall. he ran the way through the hole. the gremlin followed him out. mohawk grabbed a rugby ball lying in the mud. he threw it at the gremlin. "touchdown!"the gremlin was hit by the ball so hard that the ball bounced off. the ball shot through the air towards mohawk. he spotted a needle. he threw the needle out and it punctured the ball. "hisssssssssssssssssssss...." the ball went. he saw the gremlin. it seemed to be holding a sack, like a santa sack. but the sack was full of grenades. explosives. hand grenades. it threw the whole sack at mohawk. three seconds until it exploded he had three seconds to run. three. he ran out a few steps. two. he saw a boulder. one. he dived behind it. zero. "KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!" mohawk was unharmed. he knew that if there was any thing that usually happened at christmas-in all consepts-was chaos.