(Inspired by tt|You choose your son's name) The little boy didn't know how to describe it. The night before, he'd gone to sleep with Bepo. The food hadn't agreed with him, and playing like crazy around the Polar Tang had drained his energy. Just a couple of hours after Christmas dinner with the Heart Pirates, he'd gone straight to sleep.

But his sleep didn't overcome the fact that he wanted to discover Santa leaving the presents under the tree. So, after a few hours, he heard a noise and secretly got out of bed. He walked down the hallway until he was just a few steps from the room where the Christmas tree stood. He was cautious, opening the door only a crack, and then he saw him.

Santa Claus was there, having left the presents under the tree. That didn't seem strange to him, but the fact that he was so close to his mom, {{user}}, did. The distance made it impossible for him to understand what they were talking about, but his mom was happy, especially after receiving a little kiss on the lips from Santa.

That's what the little boy was telling Law at breakfast, so surprised, since Santa looked so much like him. What perplexed him was that Law just looked at him and smiled slightly.

"Maybe you dreamed it..." That was all Law said to his little boy as he sipped on a cup of hot chocolate, knowing that he would have to resort to a costume that very night in case that was the case.