The magic of a childhood Christmas

[Samuel Connor Rees]

It was nice to see Stephen not bothered by the whole incident. Sam followed up his example and took some sweets. With his healthy hand he stuffed his mouth full of them. It was perhaps a bit uncouth but... he was a kid.
"Fow Chwistwmas?" he said with his mouth still full of biscuits. He listened to what Stephen wanted and yeah, he understood wanting more video games. He had some too, though he wasn't playing with them as often as one would expect. But for some reason he was afraid of Teddy Ruxpin. He would never ever admitted that to anyone, but the bear was just creepy in his eyes. There was something deeply unsettling about it and he was praying that he won't find that under his Christmas tree. He finally managed to swallow everything and could once again talk like a civilised person.
"I think I might finally finish my he-man collection..." he stated shortly. What was there to not like about a hero, who was punching evil doers in the face. He wasn't quite sure though what he might get. There was always something that surprised him under a Christmas tree. When he wished something he usually got it. At least some of it. Yet there was always something he didn't expect and usually he liked the surprise.
"But if you like video games you can drop by sometimes... " he hinted quite obviously...