Pawsy:  sniffAwww…you know other song made me cry the first time I heard it.

Kabito: rolls eyes Oh really.

Pawsy:  This one did too…!

Kabito:  That's fine.

Pawsy: angrily You're being a jerk today!

Kabito:  Disclaimers, cat.

Pawsy: muttering santa's bringing you coal!  Ahem!  I don't own DBZ, Akira Toriyama does.  But we're best friends, so I get to use them!

Kabito:  That's not true.

Pawsy:  …glares at him but shakes it off I don't own the song either.  It belongs to Toby Keith!  Now that's over… pulls out sword Time for some unfinished business…

Kabito: Wait!  What about peace and goodwill to men?

Pawsy:  I'm willing to chop good pieces off a certain man!  YAAAAHH!!!

Santa, I'm Right Here

            "This is ridiculous.  A man of my stature doing something as menial as this!" Babidi curses silently. Christmas is coming and once again he's stuck celebrating it.  Sometimes he wonders why he bothers staying on such a pitiful planet like Earth.  He stops walking.

            "What am I doing?  With a spell, I could be back at my ship in no time!"  He is about to say his ever know transportation spell, when he sees a dirty sheet of paper on the ground.

I was downtown Christmas shopping.

Such a busy city street

I don't know how I noticed a piece of paper at my feet

Whether it is fate or curiosity, he sets his stuff down and picks the item up

But somethin' made me pick it up

Instead of goin' on my way

I stopped and froze right in my tracks

As I read what it had to say

            On the sheet, large block letters are colored in red crayon.  Apparently, a small child's doing.

            'Dear Santa….' it starts.

            "Just some child's fantasy," Babidi mutters to himself.  He looks at the paper again, but what is written suddenly grabs his attention.

Oh Santa, if you can't find me

We're livin' out here on the street

But I'll be watchin' for you

You're not gonna forget me, are you

Daddy says he knows you'll try

But we might be too hard to find this year

Oh Santa, I'm right here

            Babidi stares at the paper in surprise.  Certainly, he wasn't expecting to read such a thing.  He continues further with the letter.

It said, we don't have our house no more

I wish we could go home

Mama says we will some day and she prays it won't be long

But they closed Daddy's factory and took most of our things

            A strange sense grows in the wizard as he fights tears back.   He forces himself to finish reading the letter.

Now Santa, I don't need too much

So this year could you bring

Bring my mom a coat that's warm

'Cause the one she's got is awful torn

Maybe Dad could help you work

Makin' toys for boys and girls

            A silver tear escapes as he just looks at the child's wish.  He crumples the paper in his and is about to throw it away, but stops.  He looks at the crushed mess and decides to not to get rid of it.

            "At least someone's heard your wish, kid," Babidi weakly smiles, "Merry Christmas, where ever you are."  He grabs his things and continues on his way to the ship.

Oh Santa, if you can't find me

We're livin' out here on the street

But I'll be watchin' for you

You're not gonna forget me, are you

Daddy says he knows you'll try

But we might be too hard to find this year

Oh Santa, I'm right here.

I'm right here….

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