A/N: So, I kinda turned this into a Christmas trilogy of chapters, so this is the second part. This is a followup to the previous chapter, Christmas Time is Here. Oh, and Merry Christmas to you, too, Gary123! :)
"Have you written y-your letter to Santa yet, Georgie?" Bill asked while sketching in his sketchbook on his bed.
"Not yet. I'm not sure what I want for Christmas," Georgie responded, sitting on the edge of Bill's bed.
"You don't w-want any toys?"
"I do, but I'm not sure what kind of toys. But maybe I'm just not thinking big enough. Maybe I shouldn't even ask for toys at all. Maybe I should ask for…a dinosaur!"
"A dinosaur?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Like…a real one?"
"Yeah! I want one as a pet!"
"Georgie…dinosaurs are e-extinct, you know that. Not even S-Santa can give you that."
"I know. Still, it would be cool! Okay, if not a dinosaur…how about a dragon?"
"Georgie. Dragons aren't real. If you're g-going to ask Santa for an animal, a-at least make it one that is real, and is n-not extinct. So that means no dodos either."
Georgie giggled. "Okay, okay. Then how about a pet elephant? Santa can get an elephant, can't he?"
"An elephant? H-how would that even fit in his s-sack?"
"I don't know, how does he fit enough toys for all the kids in the world in one sack? If he has enough space for that, I'm sure he can make room for an elephant."
"Hm. You may have a point there. Okay, but then how would he f-fit it down the chimney? Or p-put it under the tree?"
"I can just leave him a note to put it outside!"
"Well, you can tr-try asking him for that, but just have a p-plan B for him, just in case he c-can't give you the elephant."
Georgie thought for a moment. "Okay, I think I got it! I know what to write for my letter now!"
The seven-year-old boy ran out of his brother's room and into his own. He grabbed a piece of red construction paper and sat down at his desk to write his letter to Santa:
Dear Santa,
This is Georgie Denbrough from Derry, Maine. I hope you think I've been good this year. I think I have. I don't really want much for Christmas this year. All I want is an elephant. If you can't get me a real one, I won't be mad. I'll still be happy if it's just a toy elephant. If not that, some other ideas could be a new video game for Bill's NES, or a movie I like on VHS. You don't need to get me all of these things. Only one would be fine for me. But really, what I want most of all is for Bill's friends to have a merry Christmas (and Stan to have a happy Hanukkah). Bill told me that many of them don't have good families, and if they don't have good families, then it is hard for them to have a good Christmas, and no one deserves to have a bad Christmas. I've learned how great the family I have is, and I'm very thankful for them. I am very blessed, so this year I would like to share that happiness with others. So, if you could please give them the best Christmas they've ever had this year, that would be the best present of all. I hope that won't be too hard for you.
Sincerely,
Georgie Denbrough
After getting a spell check from Bill, Georgie put his letter in an envelope and addressed it for Santa Claus in the North Pole. Georgie put a reindeer stamp on the envelope, and the two brothers went out to drop it off at the nearest mailbox.