A/N: This fic is part of a series of ficlets I'm doing with song lyrics I've misheard. The real lyric here is "Deck the halls with boughs of holly," from the Christmas song "Deck the Halls."
Bitty gets back to the Haus after class the first Friday in December and finds the hallway full of what appear to be clear plastic beach balls full of some sort of green leaves. "What on earth?" he mutters to himself just before entering the living room.
Ransom and Holster are sitting on the green couch in the living room, stuffing rolled-up green leaves through the hole in a beach ball that Bitty would have assumed was for blowing the beach ball up. "What are y'all doing?" he asks.
"Making balls of holly," Holster answers.
"What?" Bitty asks.
"You know," says Ransom, and then he sings, "Deck the halls with balls of holly!"
Bitty cracks up, doubling over laughing. Ransom and Holster both stare at him. "What?" they ask in unison.
Bitty takes a few moments to get himself under control and then says, "It's boughs of holly. As in branches."
"What?" says Ransom, sounding shocked.
Holster shoves him and says, "Dude. I'm Jewish. It's your job to know the correct lyrics to Christmas songs!"
Ransom looks worried for a moment before saying, "Whatever. These are pretty great decorations, anyway."
Holster makes a considering face for a moment and then says, "You're right, bro."
Bitty rolls his eyes. "All right, y'all have fun decking the halls."
"Oh, we will," say Ransom and Holster in unison.
Bitty heads upstairs. That song is stuck in his head now. Oh well.