Me: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MY FIRST SRMT STORY! ONE SHOT! SO PROUD!

Tauria: I'M SO PROUD OF YOU 2! This is so awesome! :DD

Me: Yeah, it only has Otto and Gibson . . . I think I mention Antauri like once though . . .

Tauria: So when you publish it the characters will be Gibson and Otto, right?

Me: Mhm. Ooh, and I dunno if everyone is in character cuz I didn't have any help, besides naming reindeer

Tauria: Well, I'm sure they will be . . . I dunno yet bcuz I have yet to read it.

Me: Haha well I like the ending the most c(:

Tauria: Awesome! i like . . . . well i dunno. Anyways: Anna does not own SRMT or anything else belonging to someone else! :DD -whispers- thnk goodness, and thnk goodness i don't own it either!-

Me: . . . . . I heard that . . . .well read whatever . . . -.-

Santa's Little Helper

In the small city of Shuggazoom, red and green lights hung everywhere lighting the streets. In every house there were trees, real and fake, that were covered in small decorations with a red and white tree skirt underneath. Beside the trees, were small tables with a plate of cookies and milk. Some even had little notes and pictures. That night everyone went to bed early, excited for the following morning knowing that their trees would have mountains of presents and that their stockings would be overfilled with candy and small gifts.

Well, in the Super Robot a little green monkey with big black eyes was especially excited. He had went and gotten a real tree and set it up in the Command Center. He put three strands of lights on it. One that was a string of red and green lights, one was of gold lights, and the other was of lights that changed colors from pink to blue. Then hung small ornaments, which were evenly spaced out on the tree. He even made homemade chocolate chip cookies and drew a picture, too.

"Is Santa gonna come to the Robot, too?" The green monkey asked eagerly.

The blue monkey sighed. "Otto, Santa is not real. It is impossible to create enough gifts for everyone and have enough time to give them to everyone! If he was real, he couldn't have a list of every girl and every boy! Let alone, know which ones are 'good' and 'bad'. Nothing about 'Santa' makes any since!"

Otto pouted, "But . . . He makes a list and checks it twice . . ."

"No he doesn't, because he's not real."

"But, Gibson, he travels so fast because he has flying reindeer."

Gibson sighed once again, frustrated. "Otto, Santa can not be real! It is impossible for some to travel at a fast enough speed to do all that. And 'flying reindeer' aren't real, and if they were, how could they pull the weight of his sleigh which is suppose to be full of gifts for everyone. He's also suppose to be very large, so add that up and it would be impossible for these reindeer to pull!"

"Nu-uh! They're magical!"

Gibson rolled his eyes. "Fine, Otto. Believe what you want, but don't come whining to me when you wake up and don't get anything from 'Santa'."

"I won't! Because I know he's coming! I've been a good boy!"

"Okay, Otto . . . Just go to bed . . ."

"Okay!" Otto quickly went to his room and forced himself to go to sleep, eager for the next day. He had everyone a stocking ready in the Command Center, even Gibson who didn't believe in Santa. Otto was positive Santa was real, and no one could change his mind.

The majority of the night was very silent and nothing happened. The only noise there was from the little crickets outside. Around about midnight is when anything really interesting happened.

Otto awoke to the sound of soft foot steps. Its Santa! Its gotta be! Otto slid out of bed very carefully, making sure to make as little noise as possible. He tip-toed into the Command Center and saw a man. The man was rather fat, and wore a red suit that looked oddly soft. Along the edges of the suit was a line of white cloth that reminded Otto of rabbits tail. On his head, he had a hat to match and he wore big black boots. On the ground beside him was a red leather bag that was stuffed full of gifts. He was reaching in and putting the gifts under the tree and once he was done, the bag was empty. The man turned to the little table beside the tree that Otto had set up. He began to eat the cookies, leaving only one full cookie and half of another one. Then he drank the milk, leaving only a little sips worth left.

Its Santa! Otto smiled and stepped forward a little, to get a better look.

Santa, picked up the picture and smiled at it. He folded it neatly and put it in his pocket. He grabbed the red leather bag and threw it over his shoulder and turned and took a step back when he saw Otto.

"SANTA!" Otto ran and hugged him.

Santa chuckled and hugged him back. "Merry Christmas, Otto."

"You know my name!"

"Of course I do. I know everyone's name."

"I knew you were real! But Gibson said you weren't."

He laughed, "I'm real alright."

Otto let go of Santa. Compared to Santa, Santa was giant. "Your bag is empty," Otto frowned a bit confused.

"Ah, thats because it fills its self back up when I go to someones house. And it fills it up with the presents that, that little boy or girl wanted."
"Wow! So you really do use magic."
Santa chuckled, "Yes."

"I thought no one was allowed to see you, Santa."

"Well, yes and no. Every so often a boy or girl can see me, and this year that would happen to be you."

"Can, I come with you to help deliver the presents?"

"Of course!"

Santa took Otto to his sleigh, which was on top of the Robot. It was red and wooden. In front of it were eight reindeer. Otto knew their names and was singing the song he used to remember them by, in his head.

Santa took the bag that he was carrying and tossed in the back of his sleigh. In the sleigh there was a bench like seat in the front that had a nice fancy cushioning to match everything else, along with the back where the bag of presents were. Santa got in and Otto climbed up and sat beside him.

"How do the reindeer pull your sleigh? Gibson says that its impossible."

"Ho, ho, ho. Nothing is impossible. Not when you believe it isn't." Santa smiled and called out the names of all the reindeer."On Dasher, on Dancer, on Prancer, on Vixen, on Comet, on Cupid, Donner, and on Blitzen," They began to move forward and the first one went off the Robot and began to fly. Otto watched in amazement. As they flew through the air, the bells on the sleigh jingled, almost like it was music. They went to the first house and it had a small chimney. Santa got out of the sleigh and grabbed his bag.

"How do you fit through that?"

"Magic. The chimney expands as I go through."

"What if there's a fire?"

"Fire proof suit for one, and second, when I land, the fire goes out for a second."

Otto nodded, smiling.

Santa returned his smile and walked over to the chimney. He jumped down the chimney and to Otto's amazement he slid down without any difficulty. Otto followed, fitting perfectly. He saw Santa and the bag, which was now full of gifts. Santa put each one under the tree very neatly. Once he was done, he offered to share the milk and cookies with him. Otto accepted his offer and they ate the cookies and milk. They continued to do this until it was almost light out.

"I think it's time I took you home, Otto. Your friends will be waking up soon."

Otto nodded, tiredly. "Okay . . ." He yawned.

Santa chuckled, "Well, is there any special gift you would like?"

"Um . . . how about a bell? From your sleigh? They sound pretty, and that way I can prove to Gibson that you are real."

Santa smiled and went to one of his reindeer and got a bell. He handed it to Otto who happily took it.

"Thanks, Santa."

"You're welcome. Now lets get you home."

"Okay."

Otto got in Santa's sleigh, next to Santa once again. He curled up in the seat and closed his eyes. He was exhausted. Santa got in next to him and the sleigh took off. Before Otto knew he was asleep.

"Otto, wake up!" Gibson said.

"Santa . . . ?" Otto yawned.

"How many times must I tell you? Santa. Is. Not. Real."

Otto opened his eyes and frowned. "Yes he is!" Otto told him what he and Santa did together and how they went down the chimneys.

"Otto, you were dreaming."

"No I wasn't! He even gave me a bell!" Otto searched around for the bell, but could not find it. He frowned sadly. "I guess it was a dream . . ."

"Well, lets go down to the Command Center. Everyone got each other gifts."

Otto nodded and sadly went down to the Command Center. He was sure it wasn't a dream . . . but he couldn't find the bell, so maybe it was a dream. Otto sighed and they reached the Command Center. There were tons of presents down there, all wrapped up and they had nice little bows. Antauri handed out the gifts every one had gotten for one another, but there were still some left.

"Santa got us those!" Otto smiled.

"Santa isn't real, Otto. You were dreaming."

"No. I. Wasn't." Otto frowned at Gibson. He went under the tree and found a small box. It was wrapped green wrapping paper and had a gold bow. It said: "To: Otto From: Santa". Otto took the box and came out from under the tree. He carefully opened the box. In it was the small gold bell Santa had given him. Under it was a small piece of paper. Otto unfolded it and read it.

Dear Otto,

Thank you for my picture and the milk and cookies you made me. They were very good, and I enjoyed your company this Christmas. You fell asleep on you fell asleep in my sleigh and dropped your bell. So I put it in here. Ii hope you have a merry Christmas and a happy New Year.

Love,

Santa

Otto smiled and held up his bell. "See, Gibson! I told you he was real." Otto shook the bell to make it jingle. Gibson shook his head.

"Its broken, Otto." Gibson hadn't heard the bell.

Otto frowned and was about to show Gibson the note Santa had left him, when he herd a bunch of bells and Otto ran out side onto the Robots shoulder and looked up. He saw Santa's sleigh up in the air and smiled. "GIBSON! COME HERE!" Otto yelled.

Gibson came outside. "Otto, what are you doing?" He looked up to see what Otto was staring at and blinked. "That's impossible . . . Santa isn't . . ."

"Ho, ho, ho! Meeeerrrrryyyy Christmas!" Santa laughed. "And a happy New Year!"

"Whose not real now, Gibson?" Otto grinned.

Me: Well, Tauria had to go because she isn't allowed to see the ending. But she loves y'all. So, review and stuff! Hope y'all liked it!