008 - I have never believed in Santa. Ever.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Seems everyone is having some issues with whatever the town sent them for Christmas... I guess I'm lucky I didn't bother sending one of those stupid letters to "Santa", or whoever it is taking that role in this place.

Comments

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... the only thing Santa got for me was a coal sculpture...

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Sounds like you got off relatively easy then judging from what else I've been hearing on the phone lines?

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... yes... one of my neighbors was throwing away shrimp and lobster that had human faces...

[slave_of_suzumiya]

... Yeah, definitely glad I didn't send any letters to Santa.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... I normally wouldn't have bothered...

... the real Santa wouldn't have given me anything but coal...

[queening-square.livejournal.com]

Really? I think the present I got from Santa was pretty lame. But everyone else seems to be having more fun.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Oh really?

[queening-square.livejournal.com]

Just a witch's hat and coal.. Bo-ring.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

From what I can tell, coal actually seems to be one of the better presents going around this year?

[queening-square.livejournal.com]

I would've rather had a more exciting present.

[perfectvoice.livejournal.com]

I couldn't send a letter either.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

It's probably for the best?

[perfectvoice.livejournal.com]

I guess so. But it's still kinda scary.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Try not to worry yourself too much, okay? Miss... What was your name?

[perfectvoice.livejournal.com]

Miku Hatsune. And you?

[herheavenlydays.livejournal.com]

[From the other room--]

Well, I hope you aren't adverse to a gift from me, then. Honestly, I can't believe all the chaos Christmas is bringing this year.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Well, as long as it's a nice, normal gift, I'll be pretty content?

[herheavenlydays.livejournal.com]

It's perfectly normal, I assure you. I just figured I'd do a little something, since it is Christmas here.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

I guess that's fine, but I haven't exactly got anything for you, Mrs. Van De Kamp?

[herheavenlydays.livejournal.com]

Oh, don't worry about that at all, dear! And it's "Ms." Van de Kamp, actually.

[And she hands him a rather...familiar box. It's definitely clothes of some sort. The one thing no one ever wants for Christmas. When he opens it? There's a very nice pair of dress pants and a dress shirt inside, complete with a tie! How lovely.]

Well? What do you think? I noticed your sizes when I was doing the laundry, so it should all fit fine.

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

Actually, I sent a letter and nothing happened...unless....

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Unless what?

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

I wished for a new lab~ One could see the chaos this town is going through as a new sample population~

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Ah, I see.

(I'd like to think of us as being more than mere lab rats here!)

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

But I didn't get a letter from "Santa", so who knows~

[Fran on the other hand has been operating under this assumption from the start]