Kennadee:
"C'mon Kenny." My little brother whined, pulling on my sleeve. "We gotta hurry 'fore Santa leaves."
I sighed before going slightly faster and grabbing his hand before saying, "Calm down Toby, Santa'll still be there."
He kept whining till we finally got to the one place in the mall that always feels way to jolly once every time of year, even if it is Christmas.
The colorful lights, fake snow, fake gingerbread house, fake reindeer and elves, and of course, the fake Santa.
When we got there, there was a long like that had to be at least a 20 minute wait. 20 whole minutes of having to hear cheesy Christmas music and Toby whining his head off.
"Kennyyyy." He whined again about 10 minutes through.
I huffed before saying, "Yes Toby," slightly annoyed.
"Why is it taking so long? I'm hungry." He kept whining.
"Tobs I thought you ate that sandwich at home." I sighed.
He started fiddling with his fingers before mumbling something incoherent under his breath.
"You fed it to the dogs again didn't you." I said while putting my hand on my hip.
He looked up with these puppy dog eyes before saying, "I eated two bites of it. I really dids."
I sighed again.
"It's fine Tobs, we'll jus-" I started saying before I was cut off by someone.
"Uh, here's some gummy bears. Not much but I haven't even opened it yet."
I looked up to see a guy dressed up in one of those reindeer costumes. I mean I might of found him more attractive, if it wasn't for him being in his costume.
While I sat there just staring, while Toby reached out and took the gummy bears, before quickly tearing them open and stuffing them into his face.
I quickly shook my head out of whatever state I was in, and took a step closer to Toby before looking back at the reindeer.
"Uh thanks." I said, with my head a bit down.
"No problem," he chuckled, "wouldn't want to have his stomach growling when he sees Santa."
Toby nodded enthusiastically, his mouth still stuffed with gummy bears.
I gave a slight nod then turned slightly.
I turned back to the reindeer when he cleared his throat. "Uh, I'm James by the way."
"Kennadee."
"So um how old's the little guy?"
I don't really get why he was trying to actually have a conversation with me but I decided to play along.
"4, almost 5."
"He's adorable."
I shrugged before saying, "Yeah he-." Before being cut off once again.
"McVey stop yapping and get back to work." A larger sweaty man in a white pollo yelled in as jolly as that can be.
I chuckled before saying, "Sorry reindeer guess you're still on duty."
He let out a quick laughed before saying, "You know that's not my name right."
"Yeah, but I prefer reindeer instead."
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K hope you like it and sorry it's a bit short. Bye lovelies.
