Yay! Another chapter! I sure hope this one is better than the last. Please read and review! I really want to win!

This chapter takes place six days after the last one. Until now, Larsa has not gone downstairs and has been waited hand-and-foot by servants and judges, in case anyone was wondering.

Chapter 2: Visiting Santa

"Vayne! Vayne!" Larsa screams with excitement as he runs to his brother's room. "Vayne, I am finally better now! Take me to see Santa now!"

"Alright, alright," Vayne grumbles, rolling out of his bed in his nightgown with messy hair.

"Come on! Let us go!" Larsa urges.

"Larsa, you and I must get dressed and ready first! We cannot attend breakfast like this!" Vayne giggles pleasantly.

"Oh, I suppose you are right," Larsa laughs. "Well, I shall see you at breakfast then!"

When Larsa is ready to eat, he approaches the stairs and stops. As he looks down them, he becomes dizzy and remebers the incident form six days ago.

"Larsa, why so hesitant?" Vayne asks from behind.

"I just . . . I am scared!" Larsa cries.

"You must go down them to attend breakfast."

Larsa slowly steps down onto the first step, and then hugs the railing while sitting on the top step. "No! I am not going!"

"But, Larsa! It is silly to be frightened of going down stairs! Besides, how times have you ever fallen besides last time?"

"No, no, no!!!"

"Larsa, what is wrong?!" Gramis calls with concern from the bottom of the stairs.

"He is too frightened to go down!" Vayne calls back.

"You must come down! Otherwise, you cannot go see Santa!" Gramis informs.

"I am too scared!" Larsa yells.

"Larsa, would it be better if I carried you?" Vayne offers.

"Well, I guess so . . . ," Larsa agrees nervously. He slowly releases the railing and allows Vayne to hold him in his arms. Rather than being afraid, Larsa feels most safe and comfortable in his brother's arms as he takes him down the long stairs of the castle.

"There you go," Vayne says as he sets him down in the kitchen.

"Thank you, Vayne," Larsa says politely.

"Now we shall eat," Gramis announces.

Gramis sits at one end of the table and Judge Gabranth at the other; at one side from left to right is Judge Ghis, Vayne, and Judge Bergan; at the other side facing them is Judge Drace, Larsa, and Judge Zargabaath.

"So what do you plan to do today, Vayne?" Gramis inquires.

"Well, I think today we are going to visit Santa," Vayne assures while putting his golden spoon down. "After that, I sahll take Larsa shopping for decorations, if he so wishes."

"Of coarse!" Larsa exclaims. "We need more decorations! Some in every room!"

"Bah humbag!" Ghis barks. "Gramis, are you going to keep letting your child believe in Santa? He is nothing but make-believe for infants!"

"Is not! Santa is real!" Larsa argues angrily.

"Then why did I never get any presents?!"

"Because you did not believe!"

"Yes, I did!"

"Then you must have been too naughty to get any!"

"Larsa, that is quite enough!" Gramis scolds. "One more impudent word from you shall cancel your meeting with Santa!"

"Yes, Father," Larsa mumbles as he glares at Judge Ghis.

"And besides," Ghis continues. "if that were true about being 'naughty', then how do you get presents every year? Parents!"

Just as Larsa opens his mouth to argue, he remembers his father's threat and remains quiet.

"Ghis, please drop it. You are upsetting the young lord," Judge Drace requests.

"Oh, yeah? Who are you to give orders to me?!" Judge Ghis yells.

"Please, everyone. Let us have a nice meal together," Gramis orders.

After breakfast, Vayne and Larsa go outside and into a nice vehicle and sit in the back together while Judge Gabranth drives. They both sit by a window, leaving the middle seat vacant, and buckle up for safety. Larsa sits in a booster seat so that he can see out of the window.

"Vayne?" Larsa asks, causing Vayne to look in his direction. "Do you think I am naughty?"

"Um, well," Vayne hesitates. "maybe a little . . . ?"

"Do you think I will get a present from Santa Claus this year?"

"Maybe. It depends on how strict Santa is. You have disrespected your elders and disrupted meetings, you know."

"Well, here we are!" Judge Gabranth announces while parking the vehicle.

Vayne exits the vehicle and goes around to Larsa's side to help him out of his booster seat. Once out, they go inside of the Christmas shop to see Santa. Larsa squeals with excitement as he spots Santa and hurries to the back of the line while jerking Vayne along with him. When it is finally Larsa's turn, he gets up into Santa's lap and smiles.

"And what do you want for Christmas this year, little boy?" Santa asks in a jolly tone.

"Well, let us see . . . ," Larsa thinks aloud. "My wonderful brother Vayne has agreed to get me a PlayStation 3 and Final Fantasy XII for the PS2, so . . . I want you to get me a Nintendo Wii with The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess!"

"Ho ho ho!" Santa chuckles.

"Hey, Basch!" the elf calls to Santa. "Is it time for break yet?!"

"Vossler, be quiet!" Santa replies quietly to the elf.

"What?" Larsa asks in shock. "Basch? Vossler?"

"Um, ho ho ho!" Basch laughs. "I am Santa and this is my elf!"

"You are not Santa, you imposter!" Larsa screams. He get off of Basch's lap, pulls his fake beard off, and the ohter children scream with horror.

"Now, let's not get naughty, little boy!"

"Larsa, please try to understand," Vayne says. "This is one of Santa's helpers. Santa is too busy to visit children, so he has other people tell him what the children want."

"So . . . you are helping Santa?" Larsa asks Basch. "Then please forgive me." He hugs Basch and then runs outside gleefully.

"Oh, I am so glad to have a brother such as you, Vayne!" Larsa says as they walk along the sidewalk. "Getting a PlayStation 3 is very difficult. It was nice of you to volunteer to get me one! It is fortunate that you got one early. Otherwise, you would have to try to get one now, which is nearly impossible. Then my Christmas would be ruined." Vayne freezes, so Larsa stops walking and turns toward him. "You did get me one, right?"

"Oh, um, yes! Yes, of coarse!" Vayne lies nervously.

"Good! I knew I could count on you!"

So, did you like it? Please review! I will give you huggies if you do! And you can also send huggies to Vayne and Larsa or anyone else in this story, but only if you review! Next chapter: Vayne fights to get a PS3 in Wal-Mart (I do not own) and Larsa gets in trouble!