"SWEET!" Christmas time, how I loathe it. Everyone who is anyone loves Christmas. What with the snow and merry time merriment, but I don't have a soul, so I hate it. "Seto, these are tight!"
"Tight? They are to small?" I know what he means, come on, I'm not that down on the times.
"NO! There cool!" I know, I know. "Open yours!"
"Why did you bother getting me something?" I told him not to. What do you get for the man who not only has everything, but also invented it?
"Because it's the thought that counts. So deal with it!" The small package is still setting in front of me, mocking me. I really wish he had gotten me nothing. His smile on Christmas morning is all that I really need. "Open it!" It's wrapped in Blue Eyes Wrapping paper, a specialty paper that we make. A blue eyes with a Santa's hat on a red background. "Stop staling! The suspense is killing me!"
"Why did you get me something?"
"OPEN IT!" Ok. A set of Keys, Identical, with a blue eyes key chain attached to them. "Come on!" He grapes me buy the hand and drags me out to the garage. Sitting there, like a sleeping monster is the most beautiful car I have ever seen. I should know, I designed it. A long time ago I said that I wanted this car, but I got busy and could never get around to it. "Well?"
"How did you do this?" The car is beautiful. It's a Blue eyes on four wheels.
"You know that game I did last year?"
"Yea."
"I sold it. And then I stole those plans from you office and had this made for you. Tell me you like it?" Like… is not the world to describe it. Even the term 'Love' would not be good enough. I worship this car. "I knew that you would like it."
"You are the best brother in the world."
"I know." That smile. I love it, much more than the car… but not much more.