Darunia and LL in: Claus Encounters of the Weird Kind!


"Uh... Dad?" asked LL warily. "Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, just leaving Santa out in the cold like this... And stealing his sleigh?"
"Of course not." Darunia answered simply. "What are you waiting for? Come on!"
LL shook his head, rolled up the legs of his PJ's, and stepped into the sleigh. "This is turning out to be one of those nights..."
Darunia saw that Santa had left his keys in the ignition for the sleigh, and he reached out to turn them when...
"EEEEEEEH! EEEEEEEEH! EEEEEEEH! HO, HO, HO! STEP AWAY FROM THE SLEIGH! YOU ARE TOO CLOSE TO THE SLEIGH! HO, HO, HO!"
"Uh oh, I set off the alarm!" Darunia hissed. "How do you turn it off?"
"I'm only three years old! How do I know!?" LL whined.
Darunia began to angrily slap the control panel of the sleigh, until finally, the alarm shut off and an electric eggnog dispenser poured out two cups of the stuff.
"Wow, neat." Darunia grinned, grabbing the reins again. "Um... What are you supposed to say?"
"I think it has something to do with the reindeer..." LL guessed. "Let's see... I think I can remember... You know Dasher, and Dancer, and Prancer, and Vixen... Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen..."
"But do you recall the most famous reindeer of all?" asked Darunia.
"Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer had a very shiny nose." LL replied.
"Of course!" Darunia nodded, grinning. "I remember now! On Masher! On Mancer! On Pantser and Nixon! On Vomit! On Stupid! On Conner and Splitzen! And on Valentino!"
"That's not what I said, Dad..." LL sighed.
But nevertheless, the reindeer began to run in thin air, scampering across the sky on their way to the next stop on their route.
"Hey wait!" Darunia cried, tugging on the reins. "I just remembered! I have no idea how to drive a sleigh!"
"I think it's on auto pilot." LL shrugged. "I think the reindeer know where they're going."
Sure enough, with Valentino (Er, Rudolph) and his red nose out front, the reindeer were automatically steering themselves across the great plains of Hyrule, all the way to the Real World, to the small town of Hotchkiss*, CO.

*Real town, I kid you not.

The reindeer slowed down automatically when they neared the first house in the sleeping town of Hotchkiss. The sleigh remained floating in midair, and Santa's bag spit out three small presents labeled "For Billy", "For Milly", and "For Willy".
"I guess this is our first stop!" Darunia grinned. "Now down through the chimney!"
"Dad..." LL shivered in the cold, "There is no chimney."
"Whaddya mean there's no chimney? What do you call that thing?" asked Darunia, pointing at what he assumed was a chimney.
"That's a drain pipe." LL whispered. "These people don't have a chimney. They have a door!"
"Santa doesn't use a door! Pssh, where do you get goofy ideas like that?" Darunia chuckled, grabbing an extra red hat and coat from the glove compartment. He put them on, and struck a pose. "How do I look?" he asked his son.
"Surprisingly, like Santa," LL giggled.
Darunia picked up the three presents, and prepared to leap onto the roof to slide down the "chimney".
"Uh... Dad!" LL hissed. "You can't get in that way! It's a drain pipe!"
"Oh, sure I can!" Darunia chuckled. "It's just a little jump."
Darunia carefully estimated the average distance from the sleigh to the roof, and then carefully estimated the average impact he would make with his weight times the acceleration of the fall from the climax of the jump to the roof with an average of .233 seconds added for the sake of accuracy, and...
No, no, never mind.
Let's just say he jumped, K'?

And so, with a jump as high as he could (2 feet), Darunia leaped onto the roof with a majestic grace rarely seen in Gorons, and landed gently on the top of the house...
Gently enough to crack the edge of the roof, throw him off balance, and send him crashing through the roof of the ranch duplex and sending the gifts, the couch, and everything else in the living room flying.
LL winced when he heard his dad hit the ground, and then leaned his head into the giant hole in the roof and cried, "Dad! Are you all right?"
There was the sound of loud yipping, and of a few screams from the owners of the house. Seconds later, Darunia came flying out the front door of the house, with a tiny Chihuahua on his heels.
"AAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" he shrieked. "PICK ME UP! PICK ME UP! PICK ME UP, LL!"
LL quickly steered the reindeer down towards the lawn, and Darunia jumped into the sleigh just before the Chihuahua closed its puny jaws on the Goron King's feet.
The dog's barking terrified the reindeer and they began to speed up before Darunia was completely in the sleigh.
The Sage of Fire's immense weight weighed down the back of the sleigh and allowed just enough time for the Chihuahua to clamp its tiny cake-hole onto the runners of the sleigh to catch a ride.
Darunia jumped into the sleigh panting and sweating, and LL sighed in relief. "I told you it wasn't a chimney, Dad!"
"Other than some slight damage to the roof..." Darunia panted, "I'd say that our first delivery was pretty much a success."

Back at the house, the owners of the Chihuahua and the now desecrated roof stood in the middle of their wrecked living room, scratching their heads.
"Wow, Daddy!" a cute little boy grinned, pulling on his father's pajamas. "Was that Santy Claus?"
"I... think so..." the dad said, rather confusedly.
"Wow, Daddy! Santa sure gained weight since last year!" the boy piped up.


A FEW HOURS AND A BUNCH OF DELIVERIES LATER...

Darunia and LL had reached the other side of the United States already, and they found themselves in the sunny city of Orlando, Florida.
Well, it was sunny during the day anyway. Right now it was nighttime.
"How many deliveries do we have here, son?" asked Darunia.
LL (who had mastered the sleigh's computer into auto-piloting along the route and into making them a batch of Christmas cookies) took a bite of a cookie and pointing to a very long number in the corner of the monitor.
"That many," he said, grinning. "I think you've gotten the hang of this, Dad!"
"I certainly have!" Darunia grinned, as they flew over the first house.
"Incoming neighborhood!" LL cried.
Darunia grabbed the sack of toys and stood at the back of the sleigh, awaiting orders.
"Three to 1087 Main Street!" LL yelled.
Darunia opened the sack, and three presents magically flew out and Darunia chucked them down the chimney of the right house.
"Four to 1089 Main Street!"
The correct presents leaped out of the bag and Darunia, with careful and precise aim, launched the brightly wrapped gifts down the chimney.
With that neighborhood down, Darunia put away the sack and leaned back in the leather cushion. "Ah... this isn't so bad!" he chuckled.
"Dad, we've got a problem!" LL groaned. "Look at the reindeer! They're getting tired!"
"WHAT?" Darunia gasped. "They can't get tired! They're MAGIC!"
"They're hungry, too!" LL pointed out. "Dancer's Frequent Flyer Miles are down to 30%!"
"Santa must keep some reindeer food on board..." Darunia mumbled. "But where?"
"Maybe it's one of those bags right there in the glove box," suggested LL.
"How did you know?"
"Just a guess," LL shrugged.
Darunia pulled out both bags. One was labeled, "INSTANT REINDEER FOOD. JUST ADD WATER." and the other was labeled "INSTANT SNOWSTORM. USEFUL FOR COVERING YOUR TRAIL AND FOR CREATING WHITE CHRISTMASES. JUST ADD WATER."
"It's this one!" Darunia chuckled, very proud of himself. "We need some water!"
"Here you are!" LL said, handing his dad a glass of water.
"WHAT? Where'd you get that?" asked Darunia.
"From this big compartment labeled 'Water'." LL answered.
Darunia shrugged, poured the contents of the glass into the bag, and shook it up. Then he tossed it over the front of his sleigh and the reindeer were instantly energized.
"Ta da! Problem solved- Oops..." Darunia mumbled, as he bumped the other bag with his butt and sent it hurtling over the side of the sleigh.
"Dad!" gasped LL. "What was in that bag?"
"Instant Snowstorm. No big deal," Darunia shrugged.
"NO BIG DEAL? DAD! WE'RE OVER FLORIDA!"

"... Hello, this is Drinka Litaufeggnog with your late news here in Florida... Apparently, the largest snowstorm in Florida history has begun to fall over Orlando. With over 1/2 inches of snow and no end in sight, it has lead some Floridians to ask... 'What exactly was in that Christmas punch I drank tonight?'."



SEVERAL HOURS AND MANY, MANY DELIVERIES LATER...

Darunia and LL were at their last stop on Earth... the White House in Washington DC.
"This is it, Dad! After this we have to get back to Hyrule!" LL sighed in relief. "We really did it! We saved Christmas!"
"Not yet..." Darunia said triumphantly. "For until every person on Earth gets what they want for Christmas, our job is not yet complete!"
The sleigh pulled over next to the roof of the White House, and Darunia packed up the proper presents for the interns and the President and First family into an extra sack.
"All right... Here I go!" Darunia nodded. "No chimney here... I will just have to get in the old fashioned way!"
"Oh no... not the roof again Dad, that-"
"No! The door!"
"Oh. Go for it!"
Darunia jumped onto the roof, which to his delight did NOT splinter and cave in, and tiptoed quietly along the roof of the presidential home.
Finally, he found an inconspicuously placed ladder leaning alongside the house, and he climbed down and headed for the door...
Where he was met by a pair of burly, muscular, very tough looking security guards.
"Uh oh..." whispered Darunia through his hat-o-phone. "LL, there's guards here! What do I do?"
"Uh... Try and sneak around them?" LL replied.
Darunia, with all the stealth of a white whale on a black background, tiptoed up to the door of the White House and attempted to open the door...
"Hold it, bub!" one of the security guards barked.
Both of them pulled out their guns and Darunia put his hands up in the air.
"Who do you think you are, and what do you think you're doing sneaking into the White House at 1:00 AM on Christmas Morning?" snapped the other one.
"I think I'm Santa Claus, and I think I'm delivering presents?" he guessed.
The guards paused, and threw skeptical looks to each other.
"So, you're Santa Claus, huh?"
"Then I guess there's only one thing we can do with you..."
There was the clicking of guns, and Darunia broke into a cold sweat. They were going to shoot him!
Suddenly, Darunia was engulfed in a giant hug by both guards, and they both started cooing and giggling like little girls.
"OOH! SANTY CLAUS!" giggled the first one.
"I'VE WAITED MY WHOLE LIFE TO SEE YOU!" the other one cooed.
"DIDJA BRING ME A TOY? DIDJA? DIDJA? DIDJA?!?!" both of them chattered, jumping up and down ecstatically.
"Uh... let's see now... what are your names, sons? Ho, ho, ho!" Darunia said in a low Santa-Claus voice.
"I'm George!" one guard cried.
"And I am Lennie! I am Lennie!" the other guard giggled.
"George and Lennie! Ah, here we go!" Darunia smiled, handing the guards their presents.
George and Lennie both ripped open their presents like a pack of wolves on fresh kill.
"IT'S A... IT'S A..." George stuttered.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! IT'S A..." Lennie gasped.
"A BOB THE BUILDER PLAYSET!" George shrieked, holding it up triumphantly.
"A SPIN N' SAY ANIMAL NOISES EDITION INTERACTIVE LEARNING TOY!" Lennie gasped.
"THANK YOU SANTA, THANK YOU!" both guards wailed in joy.
Darunia tiptoed quietly into the White House while George and Lennie played with their new toys.
"BOB THE BUILDER!" George sang. "'CAN WE FIX IT?' BOB THE BUILDER! 'YES WE CAN!'"
Lennie pressed the lever on the side of the Spin N' Say and the little arrow in the middle spun around wildly, landing on a square.
"The dog says 'Woof'," a voice said.
"The pig says 'Oink'."
"The politician says 'I don't recall'."

Into the many corridors and hallways of the White House went Darunia, dropping off presents in the many offices and bedrooms as he went.
Finally, he reached a room with a big fireplace and hung all around it, the stockings of the employees and interns and presidential cabinet members.
"This one goes to Dick Cheney..." Darunia said, placing a box of donuts in the Vice President's stocking.
"This one goes to Colin Powell..." he whispered, as he put a set of army men and one of those big long pusher things that the generals always have in war movies in the Secretary of Defense's stocking.
"And this one goes to... Uh... he's not here anymore..." Darunia mumbled, sticking a box labeled "Victoria's Secret" back inside the bag.
Finally, it was time for Darunia to deliver the gift for the President himself into the Presidential Bedroom for the effect of surprise in the morning.

After what seemed like hours, Darunia found himself standing in the room where he would leave the gifts for the President and Mrs. Bush.
"OK... For Dubya we've got a brand new suit, a set of pens for signing important documents, and a toy truck. For the Mrs., we've got new perfume, a new formalwear dress, and a 'My Size Barbie'."
Darunia carefully set the presents down on the floor, and noticed a note tacked to the mantle over the fireplace.

Deer Santa-
Pleeze enjoy this coke.
-From Georgy and Laura

~~~~(COCA-COLA COMMERCIAL SCENE)~~~~

Darunia picked up the ice-cold, bubbly, refreshing Coke and took a big sip of it.
In brightly colored doorway near the Presidential bedroom there appeared the shadows of Laura and George W. Bush, watching him intently.
"It's Santa!" whispered Laura.
"Shhh!" George giggled.
Darunia pretended not to notice them as he enjoyed the Coke.
Laura burst into giggles, and Darunia set down the Coke and gave a play-stern look to the First Family. Then he threw out his arms and the President and Mrs. Bush ran forward and gave him a big hug.
Laura Bush took Darunia's red Santa Hat and tried it on, and George giggled and stared in awe at the Goron-In-Red.
Suddenly, the kids (er, the President and First Lady) look at the Christmas tree in the corner and see that it is glowing brightly with swirly red light. Fire Sage Powers!
Both George and Laura giggle, and Darunia winks and takes another drink of Coke.
TRA LA LA LA LA, ALWAYS COCA-COLA!

~~~~(AND BACK IN THE REAL WORLD...)~~~~

"AAAAAGGGGH!" shrieked Laura Bush. "THE TREE'S ON FIRE!"
"What?" gasped Darunia.
Sure enough, the swirly red magic-y stuff had set the tree on fire.
"D'OH!" Darunia cursed, smacking himself in the head. "I forgot! I'm the FIRE Sage!"
"AAAHH! STOP DROP AND ROLL, TREE!" George screamed.
The President and Mrs. Bush raced over to the tree and threw it to the ground, rolling it all around on the carpet to extinguish the fire.
Darunia quickly grabbed the Coke and poured it on the flaming tree. Surprisingly, it worked better than a fire extinguisher.
With the smoldering tree on the ground, and fire alarms and security breach alarms going off all over the place, Darunia, Dubya, and Laura Bush stood in the room, staring stupidly at one another.
"Are you really Santa?" asked Dubya in awe.
"No. I am the king of a race of video game characters from the Legend of Zelda series. Santa was knocked unconscious by a falling bit of rubble from the volcano on which I live, and my son and I commandeered the sleigh in order to save Christmas. Hello, Mr. President!" Darunia answered, all in one breath.
"Wow!" Laura Bush gasped. "Then, who are you really?"
"I'm... OUTTA HERE!" Darunia shrieked, leaping out the window as the security guards entered the room.

Darunia raced around front and towards the sleigh, with security guards on his tail firing pepper spray pellets and beanbag bullets and all that kind of non-lethal stuff.
"AAAAGGGH!" he shrieked at LL, who was frantically trying to steer the sleigh down and pick up his dad. "LL! I'M NOT GONNA MAKE IT!"
"DAAAD!" LL gasped, as the Goron King's pursuers got closer and closer.
The sleigh touched the ground, but the security guards already had Darunia surrounded.
"ALL RIGHT, MR..."
"Goron! Darunia Goron!"
"ALL RIGHT MR. GORON! YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT! ANYTHING YOU SAY OR DO CAN AND WILL BE USED AGAINST YOU IN A COURT OF LAW!"
The security guards were approaching Darunia fearfully now, staring in awe at his powerful sinewy muscles and 2000 pounds of pixilated sheer Goron strength.
"What... what are you?" gasped one guard.
"Goron." Darunia shrugged. "What are you?"
"... About to pee in my pants..." another guard shuddered. "Chief! What... what is this thing!!?!"
"HIGHLY DANGEROUS!" yelled the chief of security.
"Whoa, me, dangerous? That's pretty silly guys. Considering I'm just a random collection of tan and yellow pixels..." Darunia chuckled, holding up his arms.
"AAGH! HE'S MAKING THREATENING GESTURES!" one guard screeched.
"GET HIM! SHOOT HIM!" another cried.
"What? No!" Darunia gasped.
He heard the clicking of guns, and all of the White House security had their laser sights on Darunia... when all of a sudden, they heard a terrifying noise...
"YIP YIP YIP YIPYIP!"
"AAAAGGGGGGH! IT'S A CHIHUAHUA!" shrieked several of the guards.
They all dropped their weapons and sped off like their butts were on fire.
Who else was running across the White House Lawn, yipping like mad, than Fleshy the Chihuahua! (Remember? From the second page? He was riding on the runners, remember?)
"FLESHY!" Darunia squealed, cuddling the vicious little dog. "I'VE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU IN MY LIFE!"
Fleshy yipped angrily and snapped at Darunia. Darunia laughed and ran back to the sled.
"Come on, LL! Let's go back to Hyrule! We need to drop Fleshy off at home where he belongs. To Hotchkiss, Colorado!"
"And then home?" asked LL.
"Uh, yeah."


"WHY AREN'T THEY HERE YET?!?" Zelda shrieked, staring at the clock. "They're almost 15 minutes late!"
"I'm sure they'll be here, Zelda." Saria told her reassuringly, patting Zelda on the back.
"Darunia, Ruto AND Nabooru are ALL LATE! How could they make me worry like this?!" Zelda wailed.
"It's probably not on purpose. Maybe something came up!" shrugged Saria.
Secretly, Saria was hoping that something would happen or Darunia would get here soon... she was SO BORED. And if she had to watch Ganondorf and Impa making out on the couch for another second, she was liable to go insane.
Saria turned her sights over to where Link and Malon were talking by the table, set up near a flight of stairs that lead down to the kitchen.
Skipping merrily over to see what was up, Saria heard Link and Malon's conversation.
"Uh, listen, Link... I know we're not supposed to give gifts yet, but... I got this for you, and I can't wait to see the look on your face when you open it!"
Link took the oddly-shaped package from Malon and shook it. "You mean, open it now?"
"Yeah!" Malon glowed, pulling out a Polaroid camera and grinning wildly.
Link shrugged, and tore carefully away at the tape on the corner of the package. He neatly removed that strip of tape, and moved on to one on the other corner...
"Oh, please don't tell me you open presents slowly and orderly!" Malon whined.
"I like to save the paper!" Link smiled.
Malon snatched it away from him and ripped off the paper. Then she handed it back to him, got behind the camera, and snapped a picture of Link's ecstatic face when he saw the gift.
"HOLY CRAP!" Link shrieked, distracting everyone else at the party. "IT'S... IT'S... IT'S... THE ONE!"
"Do you like it?" Malon smirked. "It took me three hours to find it! And I had to fight off a creepy little elf-wannabe, too."
"IT'S GRYFFINDOR HARRY POTTER!" Link wailed, his eyes welling up with tears of joy. "GRYFFINDOR HARRY POTTER WITH MAGIC WAND, HEDWIG THE OWL, HOGWART'S SCHOOL ROBES, A COLLECTIBLE CASTING STONE FOR USE WITH THE SPELLCASTER PLAYSET, AND A TINY LITTLE GRYFFINDOR BADGE!"
"Isn't it great?" Malon grinned, scooting closer to Link for the kiss that she was sure was coming.
"IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL! I mean, I've had dreams... but never... I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING THIS BEAUTIFUL IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!" The Hero of Time burst into joyful tears and cradled the action figure like it was his child.
"I'm glad you like it!" Malon giggled. "So... Linky-Poo... what do you say?"
Link forgot just how much he hated being called Linky-Poo just long enough to grab Malon by the shoulders and make like a mistletoe tree was over them.
(We'll skip that part...)
When he was finished, Malon stood straight up again, rather dazed but blissfully happy.
"Ya know Link..." she mumbled happily, attempting to earn some more kiss-points from him, "I've heard that those things are worth over a thousand Rupees if they're in mint condition in the box..."
Malon was interrupted by the sound of cardboard being torn, and when she turned around, she saw a horrible, horrible sight...
Link was sitting on the sofa, making the Gryffindor Harry Potter figure stroll across the couch. He had pulled a Draco Malfoy figure out of his pocket, and was making POW noises as the two plastic wizards pointed their wands at each other.
Malon froze, and she felt the hair on her neck stand straight up. "What... what are you doing!?"
"Playing Duel!" Link replied happily, knocking the Malfoy figure off the sofa with the Harry Potter figure.
"YOU TOOK IT OUT OF THE BOX!?!?" she shrieked, the anger in her voice rising.
"Yeah. Why? I'm not the kind of collector where I don't play with my collection." Link shrugged. "What's the fun in collecting toys if you can't play with them?"
"OUT OF THE BOX!? OUT OF THE BOX!?" she screeched in anger.
"Yeah. Hey Malon..." Link giggled quietly, giving Malon a playful look. "I really, really like your present... Do you... Do you... Well, I think you're really pretty, and... would you like to... go out some time?"
Many thoughts flashed through Malon's brain as she stared, seething with anger at the action figure that she had gone through so much for...
She remembered the freezing cold of the wind and the searing heat of the sweaty crowd at K-Mart... She remembered wrestling with Tingle, him gnawing on her ankle like a rabid little dog, the Power Wheels chase around the sports aisle, and the great crushing wall of board games...
And for WHAT?! She was so sure that the figure would be kept safely on a shelf... Safe inside its box where Link could admire it and think of her.
NOT REMOVED FROM THE PACKAGING!
Malon had always been the type of collector who kept things in boxes... All of the Charmy dolls she had ever bought were still in the boxes, their perfectly styled hair still in mint condition.
To her, the idea of a collectible out of its box was appalling.
So Malon took a deep breath, faced Link, and coolly said, "No Link... I think we should just be friends..."
She turned around and stomped away angrily, leaving Link, Harry, and Malfoy to their little plastic duel.
Saria had seen the whole thing from her spot by the stairs. As Malon came stomping by towards the punch bowl, Saria cleared her throat. "Erm... Malon?"
Malon stopped in her tracks, glaring ahead at nothing. Her head abruptly turned and she snorted at Saria. "What?"
"I think it was really sweet what you did for Link. You shouldn't feel bad just because Link wants to play with it instead of keeping it in the box."
Malon stared into Saria's sweet face, and a change came over her.
Instead of being angry to the point of exploding, she was now SEETHING and angry to the point of exploding.
"Oh, shut up you little idiot!" Malon snapped, shoving Saria in the general direction of the kitchen stairs.
"AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-OH! OW! OH! OW! OH! OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOOWOWOWOWOW- (WHOMP) OWWWWWW!"

Malon crashed on the couch angrily, staring in rage at Ganondorf and Impa, who were cuddling and watching the fire next to her.
Impa giggled and looked at Malon. "Merry Christmas, Malon."
"Yeah..." Ganondorf chuckled. "Very merry..."
"Shut up." Malon said glumly. "I don't see how tonight could get any worse..."
Suddenly, they all became aware of a pair of voices screaming loudly from outside, and the sound of something shooting through the air with great speed.
Malon stood up to look out the window. "What is that..."
At that second, both LL and Darunia went flying through the windows of the room, both of them crashing into Malon, sending her crashing into the couch, sending it crashing into the back wall.
WHAM!

Malon was way too dazed to hardly even move...
Darunia and LL both stood up from where they landed, rubbed their heads dizzily, and saw Malon, bruised and smushed on the floor.
"Oh, hi Malon!" LL grinned.
"Hey, did we hurt you at all when we came in?" asked Darunia. "Sorry... the reindeer stopped so abruptly we could hardly keep ourselves from flying into the window!"
Zelda was standing by the window, freaking out about how much repairs would cost, and Ganondorf helped Impa out of the closet where she had landed after the crash.
"Oh, hi Darunia, LL!" Impa cooed cheerily. "I was wondering when you'd get here. Help yourself to some punch!"
"Thanks, Impa!" Darunia smiled, as he and LL skipped off to the refreshments. They had, after all, saved Christmas!
Malon waited until she had partly regained her senses to reply to Darunia.
"Darunia..." she called to him across the room.
He and LL strolled back over to the spot where Malon had been squashed by 2600 pounds of Goron, and Darunia leaned his head to the left in order to see eye-to-eye with her. "Yes?"
"I just decided something..." she replied.
"What's that, Malon?" asked LL.
"I really, really, really HATE CHRISTMAS!"

~~THE END~~