Christmas One Shots

3. Dezember

It's nearly Christmas. Little Rose is so excited. She really loves Christmastime. No she adores Christmas. Or both. Today she and her mother are gonna make some biscuits.
That means her mum will make them. Rose'll only try to help. But she'll eat them. She really likes her mother's buscuits. In her opinion they're the world's best biscuits.
It took a lot of time to make the biscuits.
They made some with cinnamon, some with ginger, some with chocolat and much more. There were also some where they put jam in them.
When they were in the oven Rose was still excited.

'What's with the Christmastree?', she asked her mother. ' The Tree is missing. We need to decorate it.'

'Okay', her mother replied. 'We'll get it in.'
Her mother went downstairs and Rose waited upstairs.
Suddenly she heard a strange sound she couldn't describe.
It sounded like wind but it wasn't.
A blue box's appeared on the car parking.
An older man with a leather jacket and brown hair got out. He looked at her and smiled. It was a nice smile and the man seemed to be nice too. She smiled back and then he got in his box again.
A few seconds later he came out again, carrying something.
He walked towards her house and then she didn't see him again, until he got in his blue box again.
When she turned away, because she heard her mother coming and turned back, the box had disappeared.
The next day it had snowed in the night and she went downstairs. It was Christmas that day. And then she saw it.
The thing the man had carried yesterday. It seemed to be a bike. A red bike. For her, because her name was written on it.
She always wanted to have such a bike.
She knew who this man was.
'Thanks Santa', she said.

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