"Hohoho, Merry Christmas!" Charlie strolled into the mansion, clad in a Santa suit (he'd just finished volunteering at the youth center, dressing up as Santa Clause, like he did every Christmas), and a sack full of presents slung over his shoulder. Well...the beard had been removed, but he was still Santa Charlie, all the same. He made his way to the living room, which had a huge tree in the center of it. And someone had left out milk and cookies....grinning, Charlie popped a cookie in his mouth, as he placed his gifts under the tree.
Technically speaking, he was Santa Clause and he had rights to at least one cookie.
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