Personal Disclaimer: Okay before we get started let me list these things as a sort of personal disclaimer: 1. I do not celebrate Christmas myself, but I do not have a problem towards those that do. Truth is I love the holidays themselves, it just has no religious value for me and it's not biblically commanded (My reasoning are on my profile. ) All of this said and I will do holiday fanfics which I am doing now. I chose The Santa Clause Because It was one of my favorite movies growing up.

2. This is a fanfic for the holidays, and so that is the reason I am posting this. I am also bad at bouncing from fanfic to fanfic so bear with me.

Legal Disclaimer: I do not own the Santa Clause that belongs to Disney

Kristina bolted when the last bell rang. The last of her classes had le out for winter break. Now she had to pick up her little sister Ella (or technically step-sister) from her second grade class. For most of her classmates, this was the time they would celebrate Christmas. Kris however wasn't exactly in the spirit of the holidays as some would call it. It's not that she hated Christmas or somehow an anti-giver; in fact there were many aspects of the holidays she enjoyed and even did outside of the season. She enjoyed decorating her house and she often tried raising funds for the needy nearly every week.

There was just something about the way people treated Christmas that bothered her. Probably the best way to describe it was the way that the members at her church congregation described it. Nothing about the holiday was in itself wrong any more than a birthday or decorative piece of artwork. But it seemed to her that people's intentions were not only out of place but also to put quite blankly half-baked. People who hadn't even bothered into a church building the other 364 days of the year found themselves somehow religious enough to come to New Year's services and then go splitsville the other 51 weeks of the year. Family members who hated each other's guts somehow found it in their heart to begrudgingly give their family members a gift that they really didn't want. Kris remembered last year when she worked at a department store during the winter break, there were all sorts of people with their return gifts. On the other end were people practically trampling over each other trying to get to the sales.

So again it wasn't that she didn't like the holidays. It was just that she did not see the need of being a part of that show, that circus. If she wanted to, she'd decorate her house on her own time, she would buy presents and give on her own time, and she didn't need one day of the year to exercise God's gifts of love charity and joy.

Kristina herself was what one would call a popular girl on campus. She was captain of the cheerleading squad, about 5,9 with black hair that went a little past her shoulders. People always made fun of her hair, even though she never cut it, for some reason it just wouldn't grow. Her boyfriend always made fun of her making jokes like she'd better not cut it unless she wanted herself to be mistaken for a dude.

The family consisted of only her mother and her half-sister. Her dad died of cancer, and her step father died in a car wreck. So in the end she had to be a babysitter for her sister while her mom was at work. It was no big deal for her though. She loved her sister and her sister loved her. Many times Kris would take Ella and run errands with her. Kris fired up her 2008 Dodge Pickup truck and headed toward Ella's school.

Kris pulled into the parking lot just as the bell rang. Ella ran to her sister with her blonde flapping in the air.

"Krisy!"

The two sisters' embraced each other. Kris gave her little Sis a big squeeze. Ella then climbed into her sister's pick up and buckled her seatbelt.

"Okay so we need to go by the warehouse, buy some new lights because the old one just blew out yesterday. Plus I want to buy some new snowmen. How was school?"

"Oh it was okay. All of my friends are going all crazy for the holidays. My teacher had everybody write there Christmas list to Santa."

"And I take it you didn't participate?"

"I asked my teacher politely if I could be excused. She let me color some pages from a coloring book while the other kids wrote their list. Billy joined me because he didn't want me to be lonely."

"Are you disappointed that we just play pretend and don't really get involved in the whole Santa gig?"

"Know it's not that it's just…"

"Just what?"

"Well why can't there be a real Santa Claus?"

"Because there is not some immortal magic man out there that delivers presents to Every single child out there in the world. I mean it's impossible even if the man could somehow fly it's still impossible for one one man to do all on his own."

"No I don't mean it like that. I mean. Why can't somebody deliver presents to the needy. I mean you and me and mommy do it all the time."

"Well I guess in that since. There are all sorts of Santa Clause. You remember Nick. They Guy that always runs a soup kitchen dressed as Santa?"

"Yeah."

"Well there you go."

"Let's play make believe. I want to know how you think Santa would really work."

Kris busted out in laughter. "So let me get this straight? You want me to try to somehow combine magic with science?"

"Come on just use your imagination."

"Well we are in a fictional story so…Alright. Okay in order for Santa to work the way we hear in the stories, I don't think it's not just one guy. I think its multiple people over a period of hundreds of years, passing it down from one person to another. Second of all he probably doesn't deliver presents to every household, and even the one he does deliver them to he needs help with. That's all I got so far."

After the two sister's did their shopping, the two headed into their apartment. Truth be told they didin't life in the best part of time. While the streets did have its poor people and those who were down on their luck, they also had their drunks and their gang members. The two got inside and brushed the snow off of their clothes.

"Where's mommy?"

"Mommy's going to have to work until Sunday so you and I are on our own for week. Kris pop opened a pizza and heated it up. Kris said grace, and the two began to eat.

"Johnny Cristof. Invited me to a prom."

Ella pretended to gag.

"come on he's not that bad."

"He only likes you for your looks."

"Ha ha ha. Do you really mean that or are you just repeating what mom's been saying."

"Boys are so yucky."

"You say that now, but trust me you'll change your tune when you get older."

When the towo finished their supper, they decided to go to bed. The two ladies said their prayers and Kris tucked her sister in.

"Hey Krisy. I love you."

"I love you too."

Kris cuddled up to her sister and the two went to sleep.

A/N: well there is the 1st chapter. Mostly tried to establish character. Please don't forget to read and review. Happy Holidays.