Letter to Santa Claus (2/2)

Santa, Photo by Paweł Furman on Unsplash

Dear Santa,

Let me rewrite you this year. Last year, my letter of complaint having remained unanswered, I had to abandon your gift on the A10 motorway area, at the entrance to Poitiers. I had tried to resell the so-called “Prince Charming” on eBay, but the price I got for it didn’t even cover the shipping costs.

This year, I wanted to share something completely different with you. Indeed, old rascal, now I know your secret…

In the eyes of all, you are seen as the great courageous one, the one who makes all children happy. On this New Year’s Eve, you pretend to go from house to house, to distribute all the gifts, ordered by the over-spoiled children. But I found out that it wasn’t so…

If I was skeptical about the possibility of such an undertaking, what was my surprise last night when I discovered, a tall, hot brown man dressed all in red, putting the expected gifts in front of my door. (At first I was delighted that you learned from your mistakes, and that you understood that sliding everything down the chimney was a bad idea).

When the surprise passed, I wondered if that man with the muscular torso was nothing more than a perfected version of my gift from last year. I was thrilled with this surprise that I hadn’t expected anymore. I invited him in, but he turned me down at first. I didn’t understand anymore, wasn’t I allowed to play with my new friend?

In front of so much disbelief, Pedro de Noël introduced himself, a licensed Santa Claus elf, he and his friends (there are many like him…? 😍) have been bringing presents for you for a few decades now. He then confided in me that it was a secret that should absolutely not be revealed.

You’re getting to know me a little bit, Santa, and you understand that I saw this as a great opportunity. So I reiterated my invitation, either he would come home, or as soon as he left, I would break the news to the whole world.

So your faithful elf finally came in, and I set him up by the fireplace. It didn’t take more than a quarter of an hour for him to take off his vermilion jacket and reveal his rounded torso and his well-designed abs…

I’ll let you figure out the rest…

So here’s my request dear Santa, if you let me keep Pedro, I promise I won’t say anything.

Unfortunately, I’m afraid that Pedro will be bored alone during the day at home, that’s why I have another little (well, I’d rather he be tall…) request: a friend to accompany him.

Preferably his friend Jamie, who he misses very much.

Don’t bother with their stuff, it’s very hot here and I’ll know how to keep them warm…

Merry Christmas to you and I look forward to hearing from Jamie.

Yours sincerely.

Mylene, queen of blackmail if I’m not a good girl.

Merry Christmas to all, I hope one day reality will exceed fiction 😜 but don’t believe in Santa Claus 🎅 ^^