Re: Ohu and Zoey's tale:
Ohu didn't wake up. That would have meant he was asleep, and he wasn't asleep. He jumps to his feet and stops investigating the inside of his eyelids, where a story had recently been written. As fascinating as this story had been, meeting Santa would be even more fascinating.
Ohu jumps to his feet. There lies Santa on the floor, a crumbled cookie in his hand, the cup of milk knocked over.
"Excellent!" Ohu moves to Santa and rolls him over.
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