A loud crash is heard from the living room as a blast of smoke propels itself from the fireplace. A red, chubby figure stands up, coughing and waving smoke away from his face. "Argh...I knew I should throw the presents in first--" Suddenly he pauses and looks around suspiciously. "... This is not the south pole." he ask before noticing spike was now staring at him "ho ho young man just pretend you didn't see anything in return I'll give you an early x-mas present when you leave"
he has heard of this somewhere, sometime ago .. of a large man in vibrant red that smelt like peppermint and sugar cookies. of a tradition long ago before people fled the earth. he stares at him, admittedly more confused than interested. “ …. huh ? who are you ? … and why’s that ? “
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