***Several years after the bus stop***

James had a dilemma, an issue, predicament, complexity, in short, a problem. There was only thirteen days until Christmas and James still didn't have a present for Eric, his big brother. James wanted to do something special for Eric, but he was out of ideas, besides the things he had already done on previous Christmases before. It's not that he couldn't come up with something; it's just he was thinking too hard. James had figured early on "when in doubt, seek out help" was a really good idea in most cases. With the impending date in mind James went down to the first floor were Uncle Charles had his library of an office. Uncle Charles wasn't really his uncle but he was like family to him and Eric. Plus Uncle Charles was better than anyone James could ever wish for.

Softly opening one of the two heavy oak doors, James peeked into the room. Uncle Charles was at his desk and greeted James with a sincere smile as he came into the room. James sat down in one of the big leather chairs which were so smooth; it caused him to slide backward unless he sat in the very middle. It was almost like sitting on a camel hump.

"I want to do something special for Eric, but I have no idea what." James had learned that sometime you just can't be subtle. Uncle Charles wheeled his chair around his desk and directly in front of James.

"Eric will love anything you do for him, no matter how small. But being you are here instead of working on it implies you really are stuck for ideas. So, why don't you do something to remind your brother about the first Christmas we spent together after he found you at the bus stop?" Suddenly he launched himself at Uncle Charles and gave him a ginormous hug.

"You really are a genius Uncle Charles!" James raced through the door then looked back at Uncle Charles. "Can I take the motor bike with the chassis extension?" Charles laughed and tossed James the keys.

"Wear a helmet!"

"Will do!" And with that James was gone.

The next day James brought breakfast and lunch up to his room. He would have brought dinner as well, but Eric was home and then it would be suspicious if he didn't eat dinner with them. Besides, you can't really eat soup and do something else at the same time. Needless to say, at the end of the week, Eric was very suspicious. Luckily, James had Uncle Charles on his side and he provided excellent distractions.

It was barely even light out on Christmas morning when James brought his gift to the bottom of the stairs were Uncle Charles was waiting for him. Together they managed to hide the present behind the tree silently and still have enough time to start their rather noisy Christmas morning traditions. After waking Eric up by blasting Christmas songs around eight o'clock and a gourmet breakfast, presents were opened. At the end of it all, Uncle Charles covered Eric eyes and made sure he didn't peak as James maneuvered the gift to the front of the tree. Both Uncle Charles and James cried out,

"Surprise!"