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Dear Journal,

Hey it's me again. Okay, so some totally weird stuff happened that I have to write about so I don't forget about it. I'm not going to become one of those weird guys who writes in a diary. Only Starfire does that. I tried to read it once, but I think it was all in Tamaranian hoopla so I don't really know what any of it said. She caught be once and just laughed. I need to be careful with this one though, so nobody reads it.

Anyway, on with the interesting stuff. So, I heard that noise Christmas night, right? Ha, that rhymed. I'm a poet and I didn't know it! I'm so using that next time I rhyme in front of Raven. Okay, so I heard the noise and put down my journal. Robin's an extremely light sleeper, so he woke up, too. He looked at me and asked me what it was. I said I didn't know. He got up real carefully so he didn't disturb Star and me and Robin went to go check out where it came from.

Robin told me he set a trap to try and catch this guy who leaves us presents. I told him that was kind of harsh because it was probably some nice, old man who gave them to us to tell us he appreciated our hard work saving the city and all. Robin then said people aren't as grateful as that, so he said something fishy was going on. I asked him why bring the poor fish into this, and he said it was an expression.

So, we came across the trap, and take a guess who it was… It was Santa! Like, seriously, a guy dressed up in the Santa Claus suit and even had the beard and the hair. Robin was mad though. Raven woke up and asked what was going on. Robin told her, so she used her powers to bring in jolly old Saint Nick to the interrogation room. Me and Raven watched from the window and Robin went in there. We could hear him though. Poor old Santa was tied up in a chair.

Okay, so this is where the funny thing comes in…Santa Claus is Slade! Who would have known? Children: Beware, an assassin comes down your chimney on Christmas Eve! Okay, so this was totally weird. He said he was trapped inside the tower and couldn't get out like the previous years. Apparently, Robin took extra measures and completely secured the place to trap him. Slade explained that he wasn't a bad guy anymore after the whole Trigon incident. He said he reevaluated his life and he didn't want to be in a situation where he had to sell his soul to the devil and whatnot.

And oh yeah, Slade wasn't wearing his mask. He has white hair and he really does have one eye. He looks like he's fifty, but I'm not good at guessing ages. But he looks old. And we got our but kicked by him. An old guy. Wow.

Raven sensed that he was telling the truth. Who would have thought Slade out of all people enjoyed giving us presents? And he bought them! He must be really loaded. And then Robin took something out of his pocket and asked him if Slade gave it to him. It was a diamond ring, an engagement ring. Slade said yes, and said it used to be his wife's ring before she died. He said he had no use for it anymore and he wanted Robin to give it to "his special someone" whenever he was ready. Robin took the ring from his pocket throwing it in Slade's REAL face.

Robin was mad and wanted to put him in jail. But Slade was able to escape before we could get him. He obviously wanted to be caught the first time. It was kind of nice that he thought of us during the holidays, actually. I mean, I hate him and all over the whole Terra thing, but at the same time, I don't hate him. He hasn't really done anything bad lately. I don't know what I feel about him. Raven said I have mixed feelings about it.

Okay, besides the whole Slade and Santa Claus thing, other stuff went on, too.

Umm, Raven threw me out the window, Starfire thought it would be a good idea to go dumpster diving because she saw it on TV, Cyborg kicked my butt in videogames again, and on my NEW GAME! Robin's being all obsessive about Slade again.

Okay, that's about it. And I swear this will be the last thing I write. I will NOT be one of those freaks who writes in a diary.

-Beast Boy aka Not a Freaky Journal Writer