It was that time of year again. You never really understood why the children couldn't stay awake on this night. It was Christmas eve night and you were hiding under the couch waiting for that fat jolly man to come down the chimney. Later that night the dust bunnies were starting to tickle your nose and your puppy Chewie wouldn't stop trying to tear your sock off your foot. Then you heard some bumping on the roof. You held your breath exitedly as you couldn't wait to see how santa got down the damn chimney. Hearing thumping and some cursing echoing through the chimney as you saw dust fly out of the chimney.
You were ready to fly out from under the couch until you saw a bright patch of blonde hair. Wasn't santa a big fat man with gray hair and a big beard? You gapped in surprise as you accidently inhaled those evil dust bunnies. The hacking and coughing caught the so called santa in surprise as he was putting presents under the tree. You slowly crawled out from under the couch trying to get the dust bunnies out from your nose, how you got them there you would never know. You were quite the sight to the man, your (color) hair was matted up in 'rats nests' as your mother would call them, truthfully it looked like YOU were the one who just came out from the chimney.
"Why aren't you in bed pikkutytt ?" Finland asked staring in shock at you. Pointing an accusing finger at him "Why would you want to know?! Your not the jolly old fat guy santa like from the stories!" You said almost yelling. "SHHHH your going to wake your parents!" Finland said with a pleading look. "NO TELL ME WHO REALLY ARE OR I'LL SCREAM AND DADDY WILL COME OUT AND HE WILL SHOOT YOU!" You said almost screaming now. "But I'am Santa I promise" Finland said about begging on his knees. You did not believe him though and opened your mouth wide to scream loud but was suddenly stopped by a large hand clamping over your mouth. "Here I can show you proof!" Finland whispered loudly as he dragged you to the front door. Picking you up he took you outside and pointed to the roof where you saw nine reindeer and a large slay. "So the songs were true the mommys do kiss santa since he's not some big fat man!" You said in shock. 'Who the hell has been raising this damn kid America?' Finland thought to himself.
Finland brought you back inside and sat you on the couch to finish putting presents under the tree. You noticed the cookies on the table and decided you wanted santa to eat your 'special' cookie which was ontop of your dad's special alien cookie, it WAS a gingerman but now it is a blob. Running up to santa as your feet thudded against the wooden floor quietly "I made this one just for you santa" as you smiled sweetly at him. "Oh kiitos pikkutytt !" He smiled back at you. His blood ran cold as he heard the cocking of a shotgun behind him. "(NAME) GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" Your father Alfred Aka America said harshly as he aimed the gun.
All that was heard that night was the high pitched scream of a "woman".