I was not bothered by the fact that a stranger is currently standing in my living room. Our place of residence has a tight security and the stranger does not look to be someone with malicious intent considering that he has a suitcase with him. I do not even recognise every face in this household. What bothered me most is his pointy ears... and now that I noticed, his somewhat shiny attire.
"Can I help you?" I asked
The lad meerly looked at me. Now that I could see his face clearly, he has clear blue eyes and hair lighter than platinum blonde. Definitely a good looking lad, but the pointy ears still bothers me.
The lad inspects me for a moment before saying, "I've come as your Aide."
The element of surprise has taken me but thankfully my wits kept me calm.
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In the living seated the guest-- Aide of mine. After I finish speculating, I came to a conclusion that my mental capacity could offer.
"So, did father and mother sent you?" I asked.
"No." The lad replied.
"No?"
"It was Master Claus." The lad spoke.
"..." I looked at him straight in the eye. I swear I'm too old for these games. He could have just said it was my parents instead of going aroung the bush.
"By Master Claus you mean?" I further inquired.
"He is best known as Santa Claus to most civilization."
"Pfft.." I could not help but chuckle at such efforts to keep a "child" like me entertained.
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My Aide
RomanceOne morning I recieved a letter coming from Santa Claus. In reward for my 15 years of good behavior, he will grant me one wish. That sounds nice. But is this a scam or a fraud? Meh. Who cares? If he's really Santa then he'll surely grant me my wish...
