User blog comment:Kittyfire/Random Topic Blogging!/@comment-4005481-20111124152440

Sneak peek of Iantha-filled Christmas speical fic:

"You know, it doesn't really make sense. At all."

Iantha looked at her sister. "What doesn't?"

Trixie rolled her eyes. "Santa. It's not possible for reindeer to fly or for some fat guy to fit twenty billion presents in a single sleigh. Santa's just a big fat phony."

Iantha used to think that too, but when her family abandoned her she had no one to give her presents. And yet she woke up with a brand new Bunsen Burner on Christmas morning. "Santa is too real." Iantha crossed her arms.

"Oh yeah? Prove it."

"I will. You'll see."