A/N: Like the Tommy letter, I originally wrote this in 2008 for the "Letters to Santa" challenge on LJ. I figured I should keep them separate; since they're unrelated to each other story wise. It's likely OOC for Jen -I'm not sure she talked like this- but I loved writing it back then.
Dear Santa,
Writing to a fictional being became an outdated ritual years before I was born; but sometimes I just can't resist Trip when he puts his mind toward getting us to do something.
From what I remember, you give presents to children you deem "nice". I'm pretty sure I don't fit the standard definition of nice, aside from the "good deed" of rearresting the monsters Ransik and Frax unleash on Silver Hills. In my defense, if you were stranded a thousand years in the past with Lucas because your significant other's dying wish was for you to capture the psycho responsible for his death, you probably wouldn't be "nice" either.
So, about asking for stuff. Considering again that you don't exist, I might as well aim high. I'd like Ransik and Nadira freeze compressed and delivered to me. I'd also like Frax dismantled. I'm sure that shouldn't be too much trouble for you.
Trip said something about leaving milk and cookies out for you. Lucas and Wes will likely get to them first. Sorry about that.
Yours Truly,
Jennifer Scotts
PS, If you had anything to do with helping us find Wes, not that I believe you could, because you're fictional; but if you did, thank you.