Merry Christmas to All!

[naughtyornice]

I see you have found website made by old tracking buddies of mine. Yes. Very good.  Is wonderful story, you know.  Perfect story of how wrong number can bring out Christmas Spirit in all of us!

Besides...I told you everybody loves Sleigh.

Comments

[psychic_supremecy]

[Have a very... nonplussed looking Mewtwo. Seriously, stop sending Delibirds to his sanctuary with exploding "presents" already.]

Hmph. You lost weight since the last time we met.

[naughtyornice]

[The nonpluss earns a hearty laugh, with both hands falling to his (still somewhat rotund) belly.]

Is that so, old friend?

Perhaps is because I switch to skim milk since last Christmas.

[psychic_supremecy]

[Just... have a stare.]

I did not realize that sending exploding gifts once a year was a sign of friendship. Truly I'm honored.

[Have a nice side of eye rolling with your sarcasm.]

[naughtyornice]

Exploding?

I do not recall such gifts.

[feminine_charm]

My goodness, what an intrusive site!

[psychic_supremecy]

[Mewtwo just rubs at his temple.]

Yes. Exploding. Every year, one of your Delibirds comes and delivers rare berries to all of my 'children' yet the package it hands me explodes three seconds after it's handed over.

It's more annoying than anything really. I can easily create a barrier around the package to avoid it doing any damage, but as humans are so wont to say; "it's the thought that counts."

[To be fair, he's come to terms with the whole "trying to wipe out all traces of humanity" has permanently gotten him on the naughty list, but... c'mon, not even some coal? Heck, Charizardtwo would probably like that at least...]

[naughtyornice]

Is alright, my dear. I gave permission.

Is joint effort.

[feminine_charm]

That's a relief! I wouldn't want a site tracking me.

[naughtyornice]

[North leans back for a moment, stroking his long, white beard. His brows furrow in deep contemplation.]

I still have no recollection of such thing. Nor do I have Delibirds do my deliveries for me. Very untrusting. Leave big mess. Worse than yetis.

My guess would be impostor.

[naughtyornice]

All in good fun. The little childrens love it!

[roses_remembered]

...

Santa?

[feminine_charm]

Mm. I remember the Christmases I shared with Kotoko and Haruhi. [He misses Kotoko every day.]

[boogerman]

Excellent, we know where to aim the missiles.

[psychic_supremecy]

[Mewtwo just crosses his arms and flicks his tail enough to have the clubbed end thump on the ground.]

An impostor? In all the world, there are but a few individuals who know of the sanctuary I have taken refuge in. Most of them being the Legendary Pokemon governing the skies. Yet somehow, a single solitary Delibird managed to find what not even the flocks of Pidgey and Spearow that migrate over it every year have found?

I have taken numerous precautions, as I'm sure you're aware, to prevent such happenstance. There is but one non-pokemon entity that could possibly circumvent those precautions.

[Staaaaaaare. He's willing to accept an overzealous helper trying - and failing - to spread cheer, but c'mon. Santa has Delibirds. Right? They were designed after you, man!]

[naughtyornice]

Yes?

[naughtyornice]

[A sadness of loss, but also joy and warmth for the daughter that still remained.]

I remember the gifts I gave those Christmases.

But there are many more to come. You still have Haruhi, do you not?

[roses_remembered]

[She pauses a moment.]

Shouldn't you be delivering gifts?

[naughtyornice]

But a few, you say, meaning the possibility for more than one.

Surely, you could not believe one such as I would bring about such violence on day of joy and wonder?

[feminine_charm]

She's my precious daughter. I won't let anything happen to her. [He would sacrifice himself for her sake. She's the reason he works so hard.] But she's growing up so fast. She looks like Kotoko.

[naughtyornice]

[Ew. It's you.]

Fortunately for me, I do not believe your aim is as good as you think it is.

[naughtyornice]

A momentary detour, child. Even on night like tonight, I must remember to refuel sleigh. And myself, of course.

[A low, hearty chuckle follows, as if he has told some great joke. Which he totally did, even if he's the only one who can appreciate it.]

[boogerman]

You'll keep on thinking that until one hits.

[naughtyornice]

Children have habit of growing before we are ready for them to do so, Fujioka-san. But always when they are.

[naughtyornice]

[Bring it]

I will be thinking long time, it seems.

[psychic_supremecy]

[He sighs audibly.]

I highly doubt Rayquaza or Darkrai would have that much interest in me.

[...Though he did kinda... knock Rayquaza out of the sky for flying too close to his sanctuary once...]