Prompt: Daryl loses a bet to Merle and is forced to be Santa Clause at the local mall. Beth brings her sister's little girl to the mall to meet Santa.
Christmas Spirit
He was pissed as he stared at himself in the mirror. That was the last time he made a bet with Merle. It was supposed to be his ass here in a red suit about to have a bunch of little kids crying, screaming, and jumping on him. He huffed and walked out of the changing room and made his way to the center of the mall where he was going to spend the next twelve hours.
"Santa!" A shrill little voice pierced the ear and he heard the tiny footsteps heading his way.
"Rebeca!" Daryl turned around as an little girl ran up and started jumping up and down. He knelt down as he saw her mother walk up, looking almost horrified. "I'm so sorry," she apologized.
Daryl shook his head. "It's alright." He had to admit, she was hot for a mom. He looked at Rebeca and smiled behind the fake, itchy beard he was wearing. "You're Rebeca?" he asked as he picked her up.
She nodded her head enthusiastically. "Aunt Beth brought me to meet you."
Daryl looked at the sexy blonde, so she was the aunt, that was good to know. "Well that was nice of her." He looked back at the little girl. "Want to tell me what you want for Christmas?" he asked.
Rebeca rattled off a long list before Beth finally stopped her, taking her back from Daryl. "I'm sorry, she just got away from me."
Daryl shook his head and pulled the fake beard off to rub his face. That thing was hotter than it looked. "S'all good."
She blushed a little and smiled. "Uhm, I have to take her home, but…if you want maybe later I could make it up to you?"
Daryl smirked and crossed his arms. "Is that a pickup line?"
"Depends."
"On what?"
"Did it work?"
He laughed and nodded his head. "I'll be done at eight."
Beth smiled and rubbed Rebeca's back as she looked around the mall. "I'll see you then."