Dear Luxa,

Oh man! Oh geez! I don't believe this! You'll never guess what Lizzie gave me for Christmas. Well, you already know, don't you? A bunch of letters from everybody in the Underland! You and Lizzie and Ripred have been in on this from the start, haven't you? With Nike. She carried the letters up to the laundry room in our apartment building where Lizzie would be waiting to take them for my Christmas present. I'm the luckiest guy in the whole state - the country - the WORLD!

Lizzie was mighty brave to give them to me right in front of Mom and Dad like that. I don't think they understand what it's been like not having any contact with my friends for weeks and weeks - not like Lizzie does. Well, Dad might understand, but Mom - she'll be mad.

She WAS mad. I could tell when I opened my present this morning. The fact that there was a note to Boots from Temp right on top is what stopped her from saying something right away. All he said was 'Still the princess, be she, still the princess' but it was enough. Just the right thing to say. Boots lit up right away. Which made Mom even madder. But she can't say this was my idea. This was all Lizzie.

Okay. I've calmed down some. I can hold onto the letters and my hands don't shake so much I keep dropping them. I'm gonna read them now. I just had to tell you that YOU ARE THE AWESOMEST PERSON ON THIS ENTIRE PLANET! You and Lizzie. And Ripred. And Nike. Ok, I guess he's a rat and she's a bat. But you 4 are the best.

Now on to my letters.

Gregor