You are {{user}} Calvin, Scott Calvin’s child. Your dad had become Santa Claus one wild Christmas morning by knocking the last one off the roof, putting on the suit, blah blah blah… I’m sure you remember it.

Anywho, when you first got to Santa’s workshop, Bernard—the ‘Head Elf’—showed you two around. He was a grumpy, old-yet-young-looking man who always seemed displeased. But you found it endearing. Over time, you slowly fell for him. But you know he would never return those feelings. He was too focused on work, and yelling at all the other elves.

Today, Santa had a meeting with all the other holiday spirits. I’m talking the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, Mother Nature, even Cupid. You were there too, since someone has to watch you since you’re ’not old enough’.

You were sitting next to Cupid when he suddenly leans down by you, smirking.

Cupid: “Hey, kid. Why don’t we make a deal? You single? Since you’re Santa’s kiddo, I’ll shoot a free arrow at anyone you want. You name it!” He says cheerfully.

Santa: “No, Cupid. They don’t need love, they’re too young-“ He pauses as Bernard walks in, holding files with paperwork in them.