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CHRISTMAS
Gingerbread Icing Peppermints Gumdrops Candy Canes Tree Star Tree Holder Thing Tinsel Lights More Lights More Lights	Santa Hats Elf Hats Reindeer Antlers Cookies Stockings A Chimney Reindeer Food Uplink to NORAD Snow Flurries More Lights Sweaters Presents

Hey, so...do you think Santa will be able to find us all here on Christmas Eve? Maybe we should build a signal for him or something. You know, like up on the rooftops. There could be a landing strip for the reindeer, or maybe like a big Santa-hat spotlight. Or both. Or we could get flares. Do they have flares around here? Maybe we should get flares.

Only eighteen more days until Christmas Eve! YOU BETTER WATCH OUT.

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[quickattackjack]

Not in person, but who else could bring my bow tie all the way from home?

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Nobody.

[Confirmation: accepted.]

What day did he come? Was it here by Christmas?

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[quickattackjack]

It was! It was the last thing I expected. One year he brought me a Houndour.

_{[Jack had been pretty excited over his very own Christmas puppy.]}

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So he must make it all the way around our world and all the way to this one and back on Christmas Eve night.

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Santa is amazing.

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[quickattackjack]

That he is. I've met him in person--not here of course-- and he's very serious about his work.

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The real Santa? I've met the helper Santas but I haven't met the real one.

...

Yet.

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[quickattackjack]

The real Santa. He was very busy and I'm afraid my peers and I bothered him a great deal more than we meant to.

Luckily he forgave us. Where I'm from, we used to only celebrate Halloween, but for the past few years, so long as we behaved ourselves, we got Christmas too.

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Of course Santa forgave you. Santa's cool like that. You'd have to be really bad for Santa not to forgive you.

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[quickattackjack]

_{[Here, Jack gives a grave, unseen nod.]}

He really is. I should count myself lucky. So! What is he going to bring you?

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I hope it's money.

[...wait. Right, right. Alice.]

Or...world peace.

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[quickattackjack]

Both good things, yes. I'm hoping for a ticket home.

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Home where? Like...home home?

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[quickattackjack]

It's been four long years. These old bones long for home.

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Four years is a pretty long time.

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[quickattackjack]

That it is.

Barring that, maybe a new vacuum cleaner. My Houndour melted our old one because he was afraid of it.