"h o t c o c o a"
t i c k , t o c k....
"Christmas Spirit?"
Frosty winds chilled the environment,
Yet the Cafe Decorator stood on a
wooden stool hanging up Christmas tree lights.
Across the street was a Police Officer, working
over shift on Christmas's Eve, "Reasons, why I can't bake at home is because of you people," apparently there were many,
Cat Burglar [s] stealing donuts, cats and selling expensive gadgets on amazon.
Soon a Babysitter turned up at the toy store with two miserable kids.
"Can we buy another toy?" The younger brother asked.
His older sister looked at her, "Can we?" She questioned.
The babysitter sighed and shook her head,
"Your mom and dad didn't give us enough to buy another toy for you. maybe next time Tyler, when you go out with mummy and daddy."
Tyler started to cry out loud as his older sister tried to shush him quiet but that was not helping one bit.
"Ah, Christmas, kids are crying my feet hurt so much. Damn it, I hate Christmas Eve," said Chinese Restaurant Delivery Driver, who sat down on her motorcycle and then rode off stopping at the pedestrian of the traffic light that switched to red man.
Most of the citizens, who were waiting had crossed the street except for the Food Truck Owner, who smiled and smell in the fresh air.
'Christmas Eve is here, again...' she thought.
These seven women were busy working.
Until they heard a voice in their head that told them,
"To follow the Christmas Carols."
Which led them to Santa's Secret Bakery.
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Santa's Secret Bakery
Short Storya p p l y f ic o p e n d e a d l i n e: 2 5 / 1 2 / 1 6 [ Where's Santa's Secret Bakery? ] [ s l o t : 7 / 7 ] b t s & g o t 7 Christmas Fan-Fic
