A long time ago there were beings, specifically entities, that were created each Christmas. Nobody knows who created them or why they were created but this lasted for thirty long years before it was stopped out of the blue. One specific entity, named Angelo by the stars, was the first entity. The leader of the entities, some would say. But Angelo didn't want to be just an entity. He wanted more. So he'd wish and wish every night to be one more, a real person, until one night his wish came true... sort of. He came crashing down to Earth in a all out snow storm that had lasted three days and three nights. Angelo had landed straight on some sort of strange machine. It was a car. He rubbed at his eyes and looked around. Nobody was there except for one strange person with a fake white beard, a red suit and a look of tiredness on his face

"What the hell? That's my car!"

A yell comes out of your voice. You were a store Santa who's shift had just ended and you'd came out to your car only to see some... some exhibitionist on your car!

"What's a car? And what's with the fake beard?"

Angelo asked innocently, stretching his body. It seemed entities turned part human had no idea about things such as cars, store santas and clothes