TITLE: Bishop's Letter to Santa
AUTHOR: Sharon Alvarado
Summery: Title explains it all
RATING: PG (maybe for insinuations)

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Lucas Bishop
Greymalkin Ln.
Westchester, NY 10011-0007


Dear Santa

It's been a while since I've written to you but you probably don't
know me yet. I'm really from the future but I won't go into that
now, it'll only give you a headache. Believe me, I know.

Anyway, now that I'm in the present, I would like to inform you of my
requests for this Christmas. Please feel free to substitute sizes or
colors as available.

One case of Dr Pepper (preferably 20 oz bottles but cans will do)

Two suites of body armor (bullets are hell on them when hit with
enough not to mention the occasional lightening bolt – which reminds
me…)

One white silk and lace or leather and lace teddy (in Ororo Monroe's
size) better throw in a dozen red roses as well

One box of prophylactics (12 should last me all year – with my
luck). Might as well through in a gross of these for Logan – that
should last him through New Years Day.)

Oh and better throw in a case of Extra Strength Tylenol for Marie;
otherwise we may not see her till February.

Oh yes, that reminds me, one first print edition of War and Peace for
Prof X. I blew his up by accident when I was outside reading and saw
Logan chasing Marie…ah….better not go there, just bring the book.

Twelve pair of silk boxers (my size-black or red is good-with "X"s,
even better)

Gun cleaning kit with extra oil (can always use the oil)

One battery charger (largest size voltage available – can always use
that extra charge!)

One laser rifle with extra plasma charges (I know Cable asked for one
too, but he just wants it because I told him I was going to ask for
one)

Four boxes of soundproofing (12 x 12, at least 1 inch thick) for
Scott and Jean's room. Better make that eight boxes, Logan's room
needs it as well.

One year's supply of "Sugar Bombs" for Jubilee (the child has a sweet
tooth the size of Texas)

I have one other request – please advise Remy LeBeau that I am not
his "Pup", mon ami, or Chere or so help me, I'll blast him from here
to the North Pole and you'll have to live with the man and his
incessant chattering!

Your most dedicated X-man

Lucas