A holiday gift to you all.

[thebitterguy]

"Why do I do this? Now, you see, that's a good question. And I can see," he said, gazing into my eyes as I stood, paralyzed, before him," that you will not take a pat answer for it."

He sat back on his throne. "I do it because I feed on fear. Terror is my meat, panic my potatoes. The fear of a child? Like nectar from the heavens. This", he said, waving his hands around us, "is a buffet. They bring me the sweetest treats imaginable. And pay me to feast."

He sat back, a satisfied twinkle in his eyes.

"Besides, I look fabulous in red. Now, be a dear and help me with the beard. My break is over in two minutes."

***

Merry Christmas, everyone.

edit: I time travelled it up to today in the sprit of propriety.

Comments

[anidada.livejournal.com]

"Santa Demon, don't hurry down the chimney toniiiiiggghht..."

[thetathx1138.livejournal.com]

"Oh, the legend of Santa Claus is true. Of course, he didn't so much deliver presents as disembowel children, but..."

Bless you, Joss Whedon.

[thebitterguy]

I was thinking "Satan, baby", but that'll do.

Merrrry Christmas!