"I'm really happy because Christmas is tomorrow."

"Well, you have to go to bed."

"Yes, I will."

"Good night."

"Yep."

~`~

"It's Christmas Mama, it's Christmas, it's Christmas!"

"Yes, yes it is."

"Is my present wrapped?"

"Yes."

"Yay I'm so excited!"

“Let’s work best to last sweetheart”

“Hey! But I wanted the big one first!”

“Ok then, knock yourself out. I’m going to go make coffee”

“YAYYYYYY! I’m gonna open DA BIG ONE”

“Sure.”

“YAYYY ITS… coal..?”

“Uh huh.”

“But w-w-why…”

“That’s what happens when you drive my car into the neighbor’s mailbox, get expelled from a lenient public school, and set your brother up for adoption.”

"Mom, can I write a l-letter to Santa?"

"Sure, he's the one who sent you the coal anyway. Maybe you can even convince him to put you on his 'Nice List'. Haha."

"Dear Santa,

I did not take kindly to the coal beneath my tree. It was an insult to my being, and I expect a to-scale, life sized replica model of Megatron in his vehicle form as compensation. Exactly the one I asked for in November for Christmas. I will not take any compromises. Not even if you offer me a puppy.

If you fail to bring me my model by New Year's Eve, I will be forced to take action. Sorry Santa, that's just the rules.

From,

William."

"Honey, did you write your letter to Santa yet?"

"Yeah Mom, I did. Do you think he'll bring me a gift now?"

"Not really, buddy. You can sure try though. Here, give me the envelope. I'll mail it to the North Pole for you tomorrow."

"Thanks Mom!"