Merry christmas you cuties! (If you celebrate a different holiday then happy holidays to you as well cutie ;3)

You're sitting on your couch in front of a fire, your dog sitting next to you. It's snowing outside, and your home with your little brother, since your parents have gone out of town to buy your little brother and you Christmas presents. Your little brother is up in his room, probably watching cartoons on his TV. You're watching YouTube videos and texting your friends, when all of a sudden you get a text message. It reads "Sprite cranberry", and it's by an unknown caller. You decide to simply shrug it off, and go back to watching YouTube videos. After about another 10 minutes of nothing happening, your brother comes downstairs and asks you "can I sit down here with you?". You answer "sure, but try not to sit on the dog".
He sits down, careful not to sit on the dog. "do you know when mom and dad are gonna be back?" your little brother asks with a frown.
"I'm sure they'll be back soon enough. Hey, could you get some wood from out back for the fire? It's dying down" your brother gets a scared expression on his face, and says "I don't wanna! It's dark!"
"well, you can bring the dog with you" you respond, rubbing the dogs stomach. "OK, but I want you to watch me from here, too!" you smile, and say "alright. Go before the fire burns out"
He stands up and walks towards the door, bringing the dog with him. As soon as he opens the back door, you can feel the freezing cold air rush through the house. You watch as he walks a little to the left to get the wood, when he bends over to get it, you see a figure in the woods, a dark figure in the outline of a person. You are frightened at first, but decide to brush it off as your eyes playing tricks on you. You then get another text from an unknown number that says "I'm near". You start to think "what if it's just one of my friends playing a trick on me? Yeah, that's it. That has to be it." your little brother returns to the living room, and puts the wood into the fire. After 10 minutes of you both sitting and talking about your Christmas wishes, you get another text from the unknown number, this time saying "YOU WANNA SPRITE CRANBERRY?". Now you've definitely decided that it was your friend playing a trick on you. All of the sudden you hear a knock at your door, and somebody saying "YOU WANNA SPRITE CRANBERRY?". At this point, you decide to look through the peep hole, as there is another knock and shouting of "YOU WANNA SPRITE CRANBERRY?". You see a big shadowy figure, standing there. Youwhisper to your little brother "hide in the closet at the end of the hall! And take the dog!". He smiles and says "stop trying to prank me". You give him the most serious stare, and he sneaks to the closet. Another loud banging can be heard, an another, louder, "WANNA SPRITE CRANBERRY?". You sneak to the closet, and hide beside your brother. You hear the sound of the door falling down and slamming into the floor, and a very loud "WANNA SPRITE CRANBERRY?". You shush your brother, and then listen. You hear footsteps go into the living room and again shout "WANNA SPRITE CRANBERRY?". Your brother is visibly scared, but you try to tell him that everything is ok, when you see the closet door open, and the figure is now a visible person. "LEBRON JAMES?" your brother shouts. "WANNA SPRITE CRANBERRY?". You punch Lebron James back, and shout "YOU AND THE DOG GO OUT THE BACK DOOR! HURRY! GO!". You see your little brother run out the backdoor with the dog in his hands, and he turns back to you. "DONT LOOK BACK!" you say. He runs out the door, and you look back at lebron James. He's holding a Sprite cranberry, looking at you with a devilish smile "WANNA SPRITE CRANBERRY?". Your life flashes before your eyes. Mr. Jackel, the old man across the street is reading a newspaper, with your family around him, everybody there holding back tears, your little brother and the dog sitting there, holding back tears, as Mr. Jackel reads "a body found in a household, detectives claim 'no visible cut marks or open tears in the skin, yet, somehow, all the blood was replaced with sprite cranberry'". After viewing all of this from a movie theater looking place, you look over, and lebron James hands you a 2 Sprite cranberrys, you drink 1, and then he looks at the other and says "Wanna Sprite cranberry?". You respond "wanna Sprite cranberry?" and you head out to a house with one person home alone, because you wouldn't want to make the same mistake lebron James did