CHAPTER - 3

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"Y/n! Dad!" I groaned and turned of to my other side "Y/n! Dad!" the muffled voice shouted again. I heard pounding footsteps run up from the stairs and into my room "Wake up Y/n!" I groaned as he sat on me.

"Charlie what time is it?" I groaned as I sat up, he gave me a look ohhh; I mentally slapped my forehead. "Merry Christmas Charlie" I said as I gave him a kiss on the forehead, 

"Merry Christmas Y/n" 

"Go wake up dad, I'll be downstairs." He jumped off of me and ran to dads room I got up and went downstairs. I sat down and opened a present from Santa, it was a beautiful charm bracelet decorated with white snowflakes with blue gems on the middle. I smiled and slid it onto my wrist I heard Charlie running back down the stairs again. 

He sat down and started unwrapping the rest of his gifts I finished unwrapping mine with a huge smile on my face. I look up and see dad plop onto the couch "Are you alright dad?" I asked him;

"Are you having a heart attack? I know CPR" I giggled at Charlies sentence of course he does, and I bet Neil taught him. 

"No, I was just-- S.C.?" He asked looking down at his pajama shirt,

"Yeah, Santa Clause" Charlie said as he traced the letters;

"Hey, Same initials as your name, Dad. Scott Calvin." I said adding on,

"What? Where did you get those? I don't recall buying those types of pajamas for you." Dad asked me; I look down at the silky baby blue pajamas I would assume Bernard gave to me.

"Bernard gave them to me" I responded;

"He what?" I think protective dad mode is turning on;

"It's nothing dad--" 

"I'll decide if it's nothing" I rolled my eyes at my dad and redirected my attention to Charlie who seemed to have left to the front door.

"Oh, Charlie! Oh, merry Christmas, honey!" A voice I recognized as moms. "Did you have a good time?"

"Great time! The best!" I walked in behind dad 

"Great-- Oh Merry Christmas Y/n!" She said while pulling me into her embrace, "Oh, ho, Scott. Nice P.J.s. Very festive. Oh you too Y/n! Where'd you get them?"

 "I- I don't know." Our dad replied,

"Judy gave them to you" Charlie said as he walked by the door way gathering his stuff to leave."

"Judy. Really." My mom gave dad a stern look;

"Who?" Dad asked him 

"Up in the North Pole." I said;

"Ah, one of Santa's little helpers." Mom said, she didn't believe us obviously.

"Last night, Dad and me went with the flying reindeer." Charlie said passing by once again;

"It was really neat, Mom." I told her still remembering the great time I had.

"Dad was Santa, and Larry showed me the workshop." Charlie said;

"You know, where they make all the toys?" I reminded her; 

"Gee, thanks for... keeping his feet on the ground." Mom said to dad, 

"You bet" Our dad said, did he not believe it was real?

"Honey, you go wait in the car for a minute, okay? I'll be right there." She told Charlie as he ran out to the car, I didn't want to go with her because of Neil.

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