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* ˚ ✦ day n°11 : y/n's christmas letter to santa!

petit papa noël - tino rossi
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warning none
age 7

!ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS IS MY OWN STORY!

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Dear Santa,

How are you and the reindeer going?

Mama said I have to send you a letter to tell you what I want for Christmas.

At first I was gonna ask for a cat, but Mama said you can't make me one for me in your workshop with your elves.

Then I wanted a new bike, but I don't want it any more.

People at my school are still picking on Ember, and it's not fair. She doesn't do anything to them, and it makes me mad. I asked them to stop, but nobody is doing anything.

So I'm asking you to make them stop. I don't like seeing Ember so sad.

Santa, is it possible for you to also send my mama and her teammates a toy each this Christmas? I'm sure they'll feel happy like I do when I get one. You can just give mine next Christmas.

If it's okay with you, can I give it to them myself so I can at least see them smile? It has been a while since I last heard them laugh...

I've been noticing how extra-hard they worked for the past year and I often see my mama crying after work. I don't exactly understand why as every time I ask they'll tell me to play as I was too young to understand.

Oh, but I also want pizza.

And new markers with my name on them so I can colour. My cousin Nate keeps stealing them, and he may look sweet but he is the devil so don't be fooled!!!!

Have a great Christmas and thank you for all the happiness you bring to children and grown-ups all around the world.

Y/N.

PS : I have a few questions : Do you get paid? Do you have another job you do 364 days? How do you get into the compound? I know Uncle Tony would never let a stranger get in, so how do you do it? Did mama teach you how to break into people's houses? Because that's not fair if she teaches you and not me. Do you drink all the milk? Does that mean you're not lactose intolerant? Lucky you. Do you eat all the cookies or save them?

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It was yet another quiet evening at the Avengers Campus. Everyone was either working and chilling around. Natasha had you write your letter to Santa, so she could start buying your presents. Christmas was in a couple of weeks after all.

You were working on the living room's coffee table, a bunch of papers and pencils, glue and glitter scattered around. You wanted that letter to be perfect. You added the final touches, and you were officially done!

"Mama, I'm done writing!" You held up the letter for her to see from her spot on the couch behind you. Lifting her eyes from the pages of her book, her attention shifted back to you as she took it all in it. There was a lot of glitter but whatever makes you happy.

"You are?" You nodded excitedly as you handed your letter carefully to her. "That's looks amazing sweetheart!"

"Can I put it on the tree now? So Santa can see it!"