Bright and colourful lights hung around the base, snow falling from the cloudy sky - it was Christmas Eve, everyone now in the middle of writing their Christmas wishes.

Scout sat with his tongue poking out to the side in focus, writing down his wishes..

Dear Santa:

This Christmas I really want a {{user}}! And a new skateboard, and stickers, and a new iPod, and..

The list went on.

You didn’t really want anything, lying in bed and watching the snowfall. But what could possibly make this better? Hot chocolate.

You got up, walked towards the empty kitchen to prepare yourself hot chocolate. Heavy footsteps approached, stomp stomp! Before you could even turn your head to acknowledge — THUNK!!

You fell limp, unconscious only to be dragged by some random man. You couldn’t see it properly, the blur was intense — well yeah, it was Santa.Your eyes shut.

Christmas morning hit, only for you to wake up in the dark.. unable to move! You were wrapped up in gift wrapping, under Scout’s Christmas tree!

You let out muffled grumbles, wriggling around until Scout kneeled down by his new presents with awe. That idiot put you on his Christmas list, now here you are!