| Dear Santa, |
[Nov. 12th, 2009|02:28 am] |
I've had a pretty good year so far.
I stayed in school and kept my grades up while I train with the Young Avengers. I was nice to my teammates, teachers and study partners. (The gun stayed in my bag.)
My parents aren't grandparents. (I know there was no danger of it, but I should get points anyway.)
There was that trouble with Mikel, but I promised I wouldn't permanently maim him for brainwashing me. (That counts, right?)
Dad's being unreasonable about my request for a hover car. I would really love it if you would put in a good word for me when you talk to him about this year's route on Christmas Eve. He hates it when you buzz the carrier, but don't let that stop you. The crew thinks it's great.
If you can swing a wish, Mom and Dad could use some time off together. This year was a little more stressful than the year I turned thirteen and Dad didn't smile for six months.
My teammates will get the usual cookie baskets, but I'd be grateful if you could toss some happiness and peace of mind in their stockings. Please put a little extra in Qamar's and a note that I'm not really the security risk that Mikel tried to make of me.
Thanks,
Sam Fury |
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| Dear Santa Daddy |
[Jun. 16th, 2009|12:47 pm] |
All I want for Christmas (and my birthday) is a hover car. I have been a good girl all year. It would really come in handy to have my own car to get back and forth to the place I'll be working at this summer.
And a new P220 compact. Plus ammo.
Much love,
Sammy |
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