"Christmas?" Syaoran, Sakura, and Fay tilted their heads and asked. "They had that in my country, though I never really played a part. It's the birthday of some god, right?" Kurogane asked.
"No, silly! It's celebrating Mr. Christ's birthday!" Mokona said, hoping onto Kurogane's shoulder, much to his annoyance.
The group had landed in a snowy metropolis, named Yuki. Apparently, that name meant snow. It had green and red lights hanging all around with strange pointy-shaped trees, candy canes paving the sidewalks, and homes looking warm and cozy. Even the families looked so peaceful.
"Mr. Christ?" the group asked, not even getting a single clue of what Mokona was saying.
"Jesus Christ was the son of God! He did lots of miracles like walking on water and healing sick people!" The white dumpling went on and on about what Jesus did to get so well-known. "Christ-san seems like a very nice person!" Sakura smiled, facing Syaoran. "Mmm," Syaoran agreed.
The teens were both intrigued, and found themselves completely absorbed in what Mokona was saying.
"Ooh! And this is the best part! A family gets a pointy-shaped pine tree and decorates it with peppermint candy canes, rainbow lights, tinsel, and popcorn, with an angel and star on top! And, then, a fat old dude name Santy Claus* comes down the chimney at midnight and puts presents under the tree! He also stuffs candy inside these giant red stockings that go over the fireplace," Mokona was wrapping up its little story, when they heard Fay burst out,
"LET"S CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS!!!!" "I agree! It sounds very fun! What about you Syaoran-kun? Kurogane-san?" Sakura was getting excited, embracing Mokona.
"I think it's a great idea!" Syaoran smiled at the Princess. If it made her happy, so be it! In fact, Syaoran, himself wanted to celebrate Christmas.
"I really don't give a crap one way or another, just don't go making a ruckus," Kurogane instructed from his corner.
"We'll try not!" Fay said, wrapping his arms around both Syaoran and Sakura. "Mokona wants to be held too!" Mokona bounced on Sakura's shoulder.
"Oh! And you guys have to write out a wish list and mail it to Santy Clause before Christmas!" Mokona 'spat' out some paper and pencils.
"Let's see, what do I want?" Sakura pondered. "I don't really want anything. I just want Sakura-hime to be happy," Syaoran sat back, until Mokona popped up in his face.
"You mean you don't want THIS!" Mokona waved a catalog with brand new archeologist equipment with the prices marked down, 50%! As it waved the catalog in Syaoran's face, his eyeballs followed it. He started sweating.
"Syaoran-kun's is getting sweaty!" Fay said. "Sweaty!" Mokona echoed. Syaoran blushed and quickly wrote down 'archeology anything' on his paper. He peered over to the Princess' paper and saw a lot of writing on it, but didn't get to read because she quickly covered it. "Syaoran-kun cannot see it!" Sakura winked at Syaoran, and he blushed.
Fay was busy getting Kurogane to write down something, but all he wrote was 'peace and quiet' in scratchy handwriting. What Fay wrote still remains a mystery.
"I just hope they realize that Santa might not come," Mokona thought silently, and solemnly.
(Sorry so late at night! It's a countdown for the last few days until Christmas!)