A/N: Merry Christmas! :)

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Christmas Drabble III

To Elizabeth and Jack's utter puzzlement, Blaxton only eyed his presents warily.

"Are all of these from Santa Claus?" he finally asked, glancing up at his parents.

Jack and Elizabeth exchanged confused looks, not sure what the correct answer ought to be.

"Of course!" Elizabeth said at last with an encouraging smile that quickly faded at the disappointed look on Blaxton's face.

"I don't want them," Blaxton said decidedly, even though his eyes were sparkling with regret as he was pushing the boxes away from him.

"But these are your Christmas presents, sweetheart!" Elizabeth exclaimed, approaching him quickly.

"I'm quite certain Santa Claus took under consideration all the wishes that you'd mentioned in your letter," Jack said with a wink, joining Elizabeth who knelt beside Blaxton.

Blaxton, however, pouted even more at that and dropped his head, staring sadly at the floor.

"What is it?" Elizabeth asked gently, taking his hands in hers.

Blaxton shrugged. "I don't want any presents from Santa Claus."

"And why would that be, sailor?" Jack asked, wrinkling his forehead.

Blaxton shifted his eyes between his parents, as if surprised they were even asking him about that. "Royal Navy doesn't like pirates. Henry Chevalle and Tom Asher said that Royal Navy wants all pirates dead and that they tried to hang you and Mum," he recited in one breath.

Jack and Elizabeth blinked in unison, now baffled even more than before.

"Well, even if this is true," Elizabeth started cautiously, "what does it all have to do with Santa Claus or your presents?" she asked, her eyebrows knitting in confusion.

Blaxton thrust up his chin. "Santa Claus is in the Royal Navy!" he said indignantly, clearly convinced that he was stating the obvious.

Jack's mouth twitched as he tried very hard not to burst out laughing, and he did not even need to look at Elizabeth to guess that she was fighting a similar reaction.

"Who told you that, sweetheart?" Elizabeth asked incredulously, risking a small smile.

Blaxton pursed his lips. "Nobody," he admitted after a pause but seeing a complete lack of understanding on his parents' faces decided to add: "He has a red coat!"

And this time neither Jack nor Elizabeth succeeded in keeping a straight face.