Gerona cried out of his Bagel Hair®. "Where is my dad, Dior? It is Chistramas! We should be having pot roast and dreidel." Gerona's tears were sweet and loud.
"WHAT IS GOING IN? Puccini kicked down the door. GERONA WHAT IS WRONG. ARE YOU MISSIONG YOUR DADDY DIOR"
"yes I am very angry what is going on" spitted Gerona.
GERoNA! Gerona's dad, Dior floated into the room IT IS CRHISRTMAS. He was wearing Puccini's clothes.
Daddy Dior I was so sad you are gone on were you doing THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS yelled Dior adjusting Puccini's dress. WHY CANT WE JUST KISS ND MAKE UP!
"ok" sighed Gerona. Dior kissed Gerona passionately, Puccini cries d in the background. Merry chrisms!