I hope the little bits I have added while editing, done some justice.

Maybe it was a bad idea to wander off to the side, when everyone else were securely standing in a somewhat a circle. But being jeopardly-friendly as she was, Rose only got that after she found herself slipping through the made hole in the floor and landed in the room below. The room itself would not have been that bad if she wouldn't have landed on her back, which made a suspicious cracking sound. She let out a moan, when pain suddenly hit her.

Strangely enough, she could hear an echo of her voice. Somewhere a bit higher and to her right side. She blinked a few times to get her focus on the ceiling. It didn't reveal much, but after a loose leather hand dropped halfway from the bedframe, she knew she was in trouble.

The hand was looking awfully similar to that of her own and a sudden rustle on the bed didn't make things any better. Just when the occupant of the bed began extending her legs out of the bed, Rose rolled herself under the bed, hiding behind the covers. Yes, she did roll over, despite her aching back, because with the help of golden light, her back suddenly stopped hurting. She made a note to confront the Doctor about that later as it was really making her nervous.

Her species... Jabe's words, Jack's... Was she not human? She felt a shiver go down her spine from the thought. Somehow she never thought that much about her species, but when you suddenly are being threatened of being robbed of it, somehow it scares you.

She didn't have long to dwell on these thoughts, because her Past self, as she deducted, sleep-walked towards the door, which was fiercely asking for attention, oblivious to the figure under the bed, who was now peeking from under the covers.

Back in Pete's World, she wouldn't sleep much at all, since they went on the road in the search of the Doctor's voice. So it just made sense that after her physical and emotional exhaustion her body would try to succumb to sleep. Sadly it didn't work that way. As soon as she would close her eyes, she would find herself in her never ending nightmare of her hand slipping from the lever and when she would open her eyes, she would see the fading image of her Doctor. It went on and on, in the hours she had stayed in that room. A thud on the ground must have only shook her off her sleep, leaving with a fiercely racing heart.

"Rose, sweetheart." Her mother's voice. "Let's go outside, for a cuppa?"

"I really don't feel like taking anything, mum," her Past self replied blankly.

"I know, I know, but it will pass." Her mother drew her in a hug, in which she leaned in without much enthusiasm. Her tears were all dread off, nothing to shed anymore.

"Thanks, mum." Her voice was hallow. "But-" Suddenly Jackie was standing not alone. Mickey Smith, probably his Future self, since he was still looking all nervous of how to handle the situation, interrupted her.

"Come on. Let's go out. You can't sit her all day long. I'll buy you a drink."

"Mickey, I really-"

"Leaving. Yeh, you are really leaving," Future Mickey exclaimed and started dragging her out of the room. She tried to fight him off, but soon found no will to do that and just trailed along him, following him blindly.

When her daughter and Mickey disappeared in the hallway, Jackie rushed to the Doctor's side, informing the group that it was safe to move. The Doctor was, obviously, first to storm into the room, without much of a thought of others.

Rose, the one staying under the bed, did not have the same luxury as others to know what exactly was going on. As soon as the doors closed with her Past self and Mickey together with her mother, she felt only silence echoing in the room. She tried to stir, to get out of her hideout, but suddenly the doors burst open and she had to curl under the bed once again.

She could hear determined steps make their way inside the room. They stilled for a moment, like taking in its surroundings and then began steadily moving towards the bed. Rose felt hiccups starting deep in her throat and had to place a palm around her mouth to suppress the possible sound.

No later, the steps stopped just at the side of the bed and Rose could have sworn she felt someone squat down. Fingers on the cover peeking out, made Rose shiver and she began thinking of ideas of how she would roll off under the bed, jump the person from behind and knock them unconscious, later ask the Doctor to help her make up some story. But to her surprise or utter relief, the face looking at her with a joyous grin, was none other's than her Doctor's!

"Hello." He beamed at her happily, her looking at him with wide eyes, with her mouth still covered with her palm.

Hiccup greeted him instead of a word and that only made him chuckle.

"No danger detected in the upcoming minutes, Lewis. Safe to come out." He extended his hand for her to take it.

She blinked some more and released her hand, exhaling a long held breath. With a grin she took his hand and he helped her somehow crawl from under the bed into his arms.

"Uhh," he exhaled in contentment for having her safe and sound by his side. "You alright?" he asked her, when he pulled slightly away to look at her.

"Yeh, I'm." She smiled at him. "About that-" she began, but was interrupted by Jackie's shriek.

"He's here, he's here!" she shouted in a whisper, her body halfway in the room.

"Who is?" the Doctor asked seriously, now stepping away from Rose.

"Pete!" Jackie answered.

The Doctor's eyes widened as he ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "Alright," he breathed, looking in the distance. "This is just getting a little bit more difficult," he muttered. "Jackie." Back to facing her. "Keep him out of this zone of the corridor until we all move away."

"How do I do that?" Jackie asked, furrowing her brows.

"Just think of something. Long lost husband, newly found, memories together..." He trailed off. "Baby! You can talk about your little baby. The expected baby... Do you know what gender it is yet? I could tell you, if you want. Or you can just wait...Anyway. Yeh, talk about him. Or her. Blimey. The Tyler's family just keeps on growing by the day," he said somehow with an amusement.

"I-" she tried to protest but got no chance.

"Now off you go. Off off." He urged her out of the room, pushing by her shoulders. "Meet us in room 102. We'll be there in a tick." He smiled at her reassuringly and closed the doors shut before her face.

"She's gonna slap you," Rose said in a half-whisper as she came to stand besides him, leaning one ear to the door.

"Nah. Had a chance and didn't," he said blithely, listening with his ear on the door too.

When they couldn't hear the steps anymore, the Doctor beamed. "Ready to go?"

"Awaiting permission to follow, sarge," Rose said with a salute, grinning. With that, the Doctor grinned himself as he took her hand and they left the room, scanning the corridor of any living threat. When they found none, they started running down the halls, grinning like mad.

"What do you mean I'm your future self? I have never seen you in my life!" Mickey's voice could be heard from the room they were supposed to meet at, down in the corridor.

"And how would you see yourself? And I have not seen myself with myself in the same room either!" More Mickey's voice.

The Doctor and Rose glanced at each other, locking their gaze, which could only be called Trouble.

They dashed towards the doors and with an easy swung of the doors, the Doctor stepped inside, followed by Rose.

"Everyone shush!" the Doctor chided them. Rose tried to stifle a laugh, when she took in the view ahead of her. Two Mickeys having identical frowning expression on their faces to the point where one trying to twist the muscles in his face, the other would do the same, standing only a few steps away from each other.

"Don't touch yourself!" the Doctor cried and briskly made his way in the middle of the row, pushing them far away from each other.

"And how did you get in here in the first place?!" the Doctor asked the Past Mickey.

"She dragged me in!" He pointed at Jackie. The Doctor turned his head at her, looking at her with wide eyes.

"I thought you said it was Pete!" he cried.

"I got confused!" she cried.

"You don't see the difference between your husband and Mickey?" the Doctor asked in disbelief.

"Whose husband?" the Future Mickey asked, looking confused.

"Mum's," Rose whispered to Mickey. "My parallel dad."

"You got yourself a parallel dad?" Mickey asked incredulously.

"I saw legs." Jackie defended herself. "I thought it was Pete's." She looked at the Past Mickey warily.

"Oh, just what we need," the Doctor groaned.

"Mum!" Rose came forward to her. "You can't just bring Mickey in here like that! We are risking a paradox!"

"What was I supposed to do when Mickey spotted me hovering outside the door. Himself here-" Jackie pointed at the Doctor. "Was nowhere to be seen with you together and then that one Mickey-" She pointed at the Future Mickey. "Started arguing with Captain there." She pointed at Jack.

"Jack, what the hell are you doing?" the Doctor asked, looking at him.

"Don't point at me." Jack pulled his hands in defence. "I was just trying to stop our Mickey from bringing Past Rose here."

"You what?" the Doctor and Rose asked in unison, looking at the Future Mickey.

"She was sad, alright?" Mickey tried to defend himself. "You were sad," he said, looking at Rose. "I figured if you meet boss you may cheer up. I know, that was stupid. Sorry. I have left her in the restaurant." He ducked his gaze.

That silenced the Time Lord. He was unable to say anything, so he just turned his head towards Rose and mentally calmed down, after seeing her give him a reassuring smile. He turned his gaze away from her. This was not the time to dwell on self guilt or the fact that he was gonna hurt her again so very soon...

A sudden thunder, echoing from the outside, through the window, caught everyone's attention.

"Thunder?" Future Mickey asked unnecessary.

"That's not all there's to that," the Doctor whispered as he stepped near the window to check.

"Is that..." Jack began. "Is that a hole in the sky?" He blinked a few times.

"Universe's starting to collapse," the Doctor whispered faintly, his mouth slightly parted, gritting his teeth.

"How do we fix it?" Rose asked, edging towards him.

"As long as we keep both Mickeys from touching each other or us meeting Pete's Rose or the man himself, the thing which is already holding the paradox should keep us safe. For now at least. The longer both sides stay together, the easier it is to bring Reapers here." the Doctor replied, stepping away from the window with his head still focused on the view outside, before he turned his head.

"Anyway. We can't have you both staying here. Pete's Mickey and Jackie." He approached them in an authoritative voice. "You go back to your own room and keep-" He pointed at them meaningfully. "Keep for Rassilion's sake Rose from meeting us or even knowing anything about us. We need you on our side, so I'm not erasing your memories-"

"You're not messing with my head, mister!" Jackie shrieked.

"I'm not, Jackie!" He raised his voice a bit. "But you've got to keep your mouth shut, no matter what you hear or see in the future, because if you don't." He paused a bit, looking at her intensely. "If you don't, then all of us are gonna be erased from existence, and there won't be any you and me now talking, nor Jack, nor Rose and neither will there be two Mickeys arguing with each other like idiots."

Jackie just gulped at that, and the Doctor eased up his gaze, looking at her dismissively now.

"What about that alien, Invisible-something?" Rose asked softly.

"Invisobolius," the Doctor said. "We've got to catch him. If he makes one more portal to meet Pete or Rose, there will be no way back." As if to make impact on his words, thunder sound echoed in the room.

"Well, how does it look like?" Jackie asked, after getting her breath back.

"What does?" the Doctor asked in bewilderment.

"The thing, the alien. If we're chasing it, at least we should know what to look for."

"You, are not chasing anything. You're going back to your room," the Doctor said firmly.

"But we can help-" Jackie tried to protest.

"Jackie." The Doctor came to stand face to face with her, his hands on her shoulders. "Jackie, look at me. You will be helping us out by keeping everyone from meeting each other. We need you there. If we meet, it's all over. Canary Wharf all over again. Just this time, the v..." He cracked at the name, taking a few breaths before continuing. "The void won't be sucking in the threat, it will swallow us." He wanted desperately for her to understand.

"Okay," Jackie breathed. "I'll do what I can."

"Thank you," the Doctor told her with a faint smile and stepped away. "Now move!" he instructed them and with one last glance at the occupants of the room, both of them left.

"So, what does it look like?" Rose repeated the question.

"It's like an Earth rabbit, just blue and with long, meter's long tail with fur at the end of it." He gestured with his hands. "But seeing it standing still is like finding a nail in the haystack."

"Rabbit." Mickey began thinking seriously. Then an idea hit him and he went to his bed table.

"Doctor? I think I've found him." Rose's voice echoed in the room.

"What, where?" The Doctor strode to her side, looking around. When he saw nothing, he leaned near her ear, to meet her eye vision.

"That bump." Rose pointed at the corner of the room, under one of the beds. She could somehow feel the Doctor's face lit up.

"Let's catch the little rabbit," he whispered, steadily going near the bed. Just a few steps and he was almost there... The Doctor was already leaning in to the rabbit, when bam, Invisobolius jumped from the Doctor's grasp, leaving the Doctor staggering a bit. The rabbit started running in circles around the room.

"Don't let it leave!" the Doctor shouted out. "Jack!" he tried to call out for him, but Jack was only standing there, fiddling with some device.

"I'm working!" he shot back.

"On what!?" the Doctor asked incredulously.

Rose tried to lunge on the thing, but it slipped away and was nearing the door now.

"Who left the door open?" the Doctor cried, as he dashed through the door, following the escaped alien. Rose came out next, followed by Mickey and Jack somewhere near.

"It's our only chance!" the Doctor yelled out for them. "Before he changes his speed."

The rabbit was going at a relatively fast speed, but it was more like that of an Earth rabbit's than the alien's. The quartet was running right behind him; the Doctor first, Rose just a few leaps away, when voices of Pete and Jackie echoed in the lobby.

As they neared the last corner, separating them and their past selves, they could spot them hovering in the corridor, Invisobolius just a few meters away.

Luckily, Past Mickey turned his head towards them and as he saw the frantically looking Time Lord, running at them and mouthing "duck", he caught on what he had to do. Suddenly the Past Mickey fell on the floor, face-palmed.

"Oh my, God. Mickey!" Jackie shrieked, leaning towards him. Pete tried to bring him up too. At the same moment, when Past Rose leaned in, the rabbit jumped in the air, just barely grazing the back of her head and disappearing in the next corner.

The Doctor and Future Rose hid in the shadows of the corner, as they watched Pete and Past Rose drag seemingly unconscious Mickey towards their room.

Jack and Future Mickey just joined the pair, slightly panting from running, when a thud of the doors being closed, echoed in the corridor. Just a sign for them to resume their tailing of the rabbit.

"Come on." The Doctor urged them as the quartet ran in the direction of it. They found it casually lurking in the middle of lobby, visible to the eye.

"Why did it stop?" Rose asked.

"It smelt something," the Doctor said in a half-whisper.

"Must be this then," Mickey told them casually, taking something out of his pocket.

"What are you holding a carrot for?" the Doctor asked him in bewilderment.

"Well, it's a rabbit," Mickey stated.

"It's no ordinary rabbit; it's not an Earth rabbit!" the Doctor began, but seconds later, the carrot left Mickey's hand and fell on the floor near the rabbit. It sprung its head around, sniffed the vegetable and opened his mouth. With that action, not only his mouth widened but his whole body increased in size. Before them, stood a gigantic alien rabbit, his head nearly reaching the ceiling. Just as he swallowed the carrot, he shrunk back to his original size.

"Eating habits," the Doctor told Mickey casually, holding a palm on Mickey's mouth, preventing the scream.

Slam

The sound of the doors being closed could be heard somewhere on the other side of the corridor.

"I tell you. Mickey would feel way better if we finally leave this bloody place!" Jackie's voice was clearly angry and could possibly be heard all the way back in England. Good ol' Jackie. She was probably informing the group that they were leaving. Or...she was just being Jackie.

"We're doing so now, Jacks." Pete's calmer voice.

The group watched from the corner as Pete's family started walking down the lobby. As if on cue, the rabbit started rushing in the same side as them. The quartet resumed their chasing of the rabbit.

The time was ticking away, and the alien was already narrowing the distance between him and his prey. Humans were descending the stairs; the rabbit jumped at full speed, just a corner away.

"It's going to reach them!" Mickey said nervously, while running.

"I know!" the Doctor shot back.

"No, it won't!" Rose countered them. "Just hurry!" She speed up more, but was still failing behind enough.

Just when they thought that all was over, Jack sped up before the group and threw something on the floor. Suddenly the rabbit was not running anymore, but held in the middle of air, of some sort of blue beam, emitting out of the object Jack just threw.

"You had it with you all the time?" The Doctor looked at Jack questioningly.

"It had to be charged up. I said I was working on something," Jack replied.

"Good lad," the Doctor replied, beaming at him. Seconds later, he was standing casually near the trapped alien. It tried to get away, running frantically to all sides. All in vain.

"You can stop now," the Doctor told him in a soft voice. "We're not going to hurt you. We'll bring you back home." Invisobolius slowed its speed at the words and now was hovering in the middle of beam, looking at the group with his big eyes.

"Hello there." The Doctor beamed at him.

"It really looks like a rabbit." Mickey glanced him over.

"It does. It's even called rabbit species. It just evolved differently. In different time...and planet..." He stood up then. "Mickey. A job for you. Give him some more of your carrots. It will help him regain his strength."

"Will it grow in size again?" Mickey asked, concerned.

"Yep," the Doctor said blithely. "Captain. I leave you in charge of this," he told him nonchalantly and moments later he disappeared down the stairs, before the group even managed to react.

"Doctor!" Rose tried to call out for him, but he was gone.

The Doctor stood there, by the window in the hallway, sending Past Rose off with his eyes.

He knew how hard it was after losing her, but he somehow hoped that Rose would handle it better. That she would move on, have a fantastic life he once told her to have. It was a pointless thought. Seeing her barely saying any word hurt his both hearts. She radiated life, she was not someone to keep herself in the shadows. And here she was, not caring of the world around. She even missed the bloody Invisobolius running past her head. His Rose, who spots the smallest clues...

And will he do this to her again? No, he couldn't. But... he had to.

His eyes followed the receding car for one more second, taking note to the fact that the hole in the sky was gone now, and stepped away from the window. Hands in his pockets, going through the corridors.

She found him in one of the side-rooms near the hallway. He was squatting down, warming his one hand up near the fireplace, possibly doing that only for fun or distraction rather than cold, another resting on his knee. In a few strokes Rose reached him, and joined him in the warming up process.

"Energy transfer." The Doctor spoke faintly. "If two systems are connected by a pathway for heat transfer, heat flows from the hotter to the colder system. Warm your hands and feet up - your whole body gets heat. The never ending circle for the greater benefit. Good for preventing colds," he ended lightly, looking at the fireplace.

He was obviously rambling to hide something, but she let him.

"Hmm." Rose trailed off. Seconds later, she laid down on the floor, her legs pulled up in the air, bended by the knees.

"What are you doing?" the Doctor asked, amused.

"Warming up my feet," Rose said smartly. The Doctor chuckled. He soon stood up, taking his coat off, throwing it casually on the armchair and joining her near the fireplace.

"It's uncomfortable," he cried.

"It sure is." Rose laughed. "But good for the feet." He chuckled faintly at that.

"You'll get tired," he said softly. "I could probably stay like this for daaays, if we don't take into account an absolutely uncomfortable floor, which is very very hard and uncomfortable-" They both laughed. "But it will tire you down."

"Don't underestimate us humans and our stamina," Rose said.

"Is that a challenge?" the Doctor said slyly.

"No." Rose laughed. "It's not fair if I lose without even having the chance to win," she said and rolled to her side, legs curled up.

"You fancy loosing?" he teased her, when rolling himself, facing her now, his one arm under his head.

"You know I beat you more than once," Rose said in a low voice.

"That was cheating, Rose Tyler," he exclaimed.

"It's not. I'm only using the privileges of travelling through time." She smiled with her tongue between her teeth.

"Repeating your own timeline does not exactly fall under the category of time travelling." He raised an eyebrow at her.

She smiled a bit. They stayed there, only looking at each other, until Rose broke the silence. "What did reset my timeline anyway?" she asked softly.

He kept looking at her for a while and she thought that he may not answer at all, but he did. In a way. "I don't know. Should be able to find out with the working TARDIS."

Suddenly the doors burst open, making the Doctor raise his head a bit upwards and tilt sideways. Rose found herself laying on her stomach, with the support of her elbows.

"Having fun?" Jack asked them, amused by the sight and their complete non embarrassment.

"Not hungry, Jack," Rose said, beaming at him.

"I left you two some chicken if you change your mind," he offered.

"Thanks." Rose grinned at him and didn't notice how she began instinctively waving her legs around. She nearly stretched them out, right into the fire. The Doctor had to extend his left leg, pressing it against her calf to block the movement. But as he done it briskly, nobody suffered any harm.

When she felt his touch, she immediately remembered where her leg nearly fell into and just turned her head to smile at him in gratitude. He only raised an eyebrow at her.

As Jack watched the pair, he wondered whether the Doctor had a third eye somewhere on the back of his head or was he simply aware of her every movement.

"Tell you what." The Doctor suddenly stood up, taking his coat back on.

"What?" Rose asked, intrigued, standing up slowly herself.

"Let's get some fresh air, shall we?" he suggested casually.

"Okay-" Rose trailed off, feeling a catch being somewhere there.

"Going out?" Jack looked at them with amusement.

"Yep," the Doctor agreed. "Aaand we're taking Vortex Manipulator with us," he spilled.

"Wha-" Jack began, a bit shaken.

"You know the road, right? 'Course you do. Well then, will meet you there! Cheers!" The Doctor beamed at him, taking Rose by the waist and pressing the button on the device.

They appeared back in the beach, Rose free of failing as the Doctor kept her steady.

"That was rude." She looked at him.

"They know the way," he breathed.

"That's not the point!" Rose half-laughed at his oblivious nature.

"What is then?" he asked innocently.

"Never mind." Rose shook her head.

"Well then, Dame Rose. Should we go for a stroll?" He offered her his arm, and as she took it, they went by the shore.

After a while of just walking and listening to the waves, Rose couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Tell me."

"Mm?" the Doctor answered absentmindedly.

"You brought me here because you wanted to tell me something. What was it?" She looked at him softly. He just smiled faintly. She always knows. He untangled their hands, placing his back into his pockets, looking at the ground as they stood there face to face, Rose a bit ahead of him, the ocean to her side.

He brought his eyes to her, and she could see guilt and reluctance in them.

"I have to make myself forget, Rose." He spoke in a faint voice.

She was a bit confused, narrowing her eyes. "Forget what?" she asked softly.

"This day. Lock it from my awareness."

"B-but doesn't that mean that you won't remember our original timeline anymore?" Her voice was a bit shaky.

"Yeh," he agreed in a low voice, with a sad smile on his face.

"Wha- But I just got you back! You can't!" Her voice cracked at the end, her eyes pleading.

He smiled at her fondly. "I won't go anywhere. Will just be back to the way I used to be. Before this trip. Same old life. Me with a crack." He tried to joke, Rose barely twitched her mouth into a smile.

"But..." She shook her head.

"I can't let myself remember," he told her seriously. "There are events, which are fixed points in time, that should happen and will happen, but if I keep my memories back, I don't have the confidence to even land us there."

"Kroptor," Rose whispered, he just nodded faintly. She nodded in understanding, her forehead wrinkled.

"Does that mean..." She tried to form the words, but faltered. She bit her lip nervously before asking. "Does that mean that Canary Wharf has to happen too?" Her voice was barely audible, only her eyes screaming.

"No," he replied in an instant. "You'll have to wake me up before that."

"But...you just said." She shook her head, eyes watery.

"I won't let it happen. We'll think of something." He tried to reassure her, even if he was not that confident himself, but he wished to believe.

"Together." She smiled at him fondly.

And suddenly his resolve crumbled down. He had this all thought through. He had a plan. Of some sorts. He knew what he could do and what he shouldn't. What would not be fair... Considering that he will have to make himself forget so very soon. But seeing her stand her besides him, desperately trying to be tough for him...

He just wanted to make her feel that he was not leaving her.

He turned his head sideways, to look at the surging waves, them moving in a steady rhythm, like in anticipation. They were encouraging him. Just this once, the universe got things right. He found his mouth twitch into a small grin as his gaze went back to meet Rose's. And he just couldn't imagine a more right time than this. If ever, this is where the universe had to let it happen.

He smiled at her tenderly.

Rose was looking at him with slight confusion and wonder, those beautiful hazel eyes looking at him, which he so adored and he couldn't feel more blessed in the world. That he got his second chance.

"Rose Tyler. If this is the last thing I'm going to say to you. Or no." He looked a bit upwards, before locking his gaze to Rose again. "I suppose, if this would be considered my last second chance to say it, before I go." He chuckled warmly at her, and she couldn't help smiling at him. They just had that effect on each other.

For a moment he just stood there, looking at her with his intense gaze. Both of them staring at each other, that being the most natural thing to them, until they felt themselves completely drowned in each other. There may have existed the world, but they saw none.

There was only Rose Tyler and The Doctor. Or not even that. Just two living souls, who fitted together like none other. Together, only then they were living and complete.

When the Doctor finally opened his mouth, the words just flew like a song. Like a prayer, like a vow.

"Rose Tyler. I'm in love with you."

He looked at her with his soul bared before him, with nothing hidden, everything just being open and honest. And she didn't know what her legs where supposed to be doing at that moment, but she found herself running into his embrace. Him meeting her in a kiss as she whispered just before her lips reached his.

"Forever."

Somewhere back in the inn...

A knock on the door made the occupants of the room shift and a man came to answer the door. There was nobody outside, but there was not nothing there. Just by the threshold a box in a form of a square casually lay down. On the surface was a note.

"To Flora

From Santa."

"Flora, it seems Santa Claus visited you," the man exclaimed lively. He felt a bit wary of the box, but figured that it may have been someone from the staff.

The girl held the box in her hands and unwrapped it open. On the top, was a note and below it, laid a beautiful snow globe. And she thought that it was even more beautiful than her original one.

The note said-

Dear Flora,

I've managed to catch the rascal, who caused you sadness. It appears it was none other,
but the Easter bunny gone loose from its grandmother. He was so eager to bring you your
Easter present that it confused the date. I had a talk with him and he is deeply sorry for
making you lose your previous Snow Globe. Here is the present from the both of us. Now
that my work is done, I must leave with my loyal dwarves on my blue sled. Have the best
Christmas in the universe.

Santa

to be continued...