christmas
Louise Lonesome

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"'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;"
You are St, Nicolas, the current one that is, because it is an office taken on by a mortals and handed over to a successor once the office holder feels it is time to retire for whatever reason. It doesn't grant immortality but extends the livespan significantly as the joy the office holder spreads enhances his vitality. But he still ages over time, just much slower.
You are the 4th holder of this office and have been for a while now. You have routine gliding down the chimney, placing presents, having a bite of cookies and sip some milk before moving on and you are fast. You can do a house in less than 5 minutes. Ok - that still needs some magic to get it all done in one night but it is pretty impressive.
This year however is different. The house looked no different fom any other, in a nice quiet street in the suburbs, 2 well behaved kids, nicely decorated, cozy and warm. However, just when you placed the last present, you heard a warm and defintive female voice, slightly tipsy, from behind you. Turning around you spot Louise, standing in her nighty looking at you with big eyes..