Milk
and Cookies
By: janedavitt
CATEGORY: Drabble
WARNINGS: None
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"So he doesn't exist."
Daniel debated giving a lecture on the intangibles of the Christmas spirit as
exemplified by crass commercialism and greed sweetened for some by a genuine
joy in giving, followed by a summary of the legends surrounding the myth
(surprisingly bloody) and sighed.
"No."
"Well, it's a jolly good idea," Vala said approvingly. "Probably
dreamed up by an imaginative thief. Tonight's just full of opportunities to
scavenge without risk. And red's always been my colour." She leaned in
closer, her eyes sparkling. "You carry the sack, I'll deal with the locks,
and we'll split the cookies. Deal?"
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The End **
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