Scooby-doo Santa Claus Novels & Stories

Not that the words are hitting home for me this Christmas, the song has lost a bit of it's appeal. Santa Clause is Coming to Town and I saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause later and I have my gifts wrapped and near the tree, since there are way too many to fit under there, I stand up and stretch. Wyatt has two more gifts to wrap, so I ask, “Want me to finish those and you can bring in your gifts?”

All along the sidewalk, children clapped and waved at the big man, some even shouting their Christmas wishes. Santa looked an awful lot like Sheriff Parks, even with his fake beard and stuffed tummy. The kids didn’t seem to notice. He waved and tossed candy from atop his sleigh, his plastic reindeer fastened up the roof of the pick-up truck towing his magical sled atop a flatbed trailer. It was decorated with fake snow and Christmas trees so that it looked as if Santa was flying over the top of a forest of lighted trees. “Well, that’s that,” Memory said, turning toward him, her hands deep in her pockets. “Until next year.”

“Hoo, hoo, hoooo. What do you want for Christmas, little girl?” “I want . . .” the shy four-year-old began softly. No. There’s no way that’s Ray. Ava nearly stumbled down the step to get to the camera. She took the picture. Santa gave the little brown-haired girl a sucker and helped her off his lap. Ava quickly approached St. Nick and bent down to be eye to eye with him. Her mouth dropped open. It was Ray. “Ray, why are you . . . Santa?” she whispered. “Where’s Phillip?”

But note that this time, I am going to do it with some music! Loud! Upbeat! Music! Hah! Take this! “I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus (kissing, kissing Santa Claus) underneath the mistletoe last night! She didn’t see me creep down the stairs to have a peep, she thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom, fast asleep!” Jackson 5, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus. The lights change color rapidly and blink along the rhythm of the music. How about that, Dylan Watkins? Still fond of Jamie who brings his own background music?

Jade beamed up at him, touched by how thoughtful he'd been. "Come," he reached out a hand. "It's time to open presents." He was more excited than a child. Jade took a seat on the couch, patting the cushion next to her. "Here, Cassandra, sit down. All of you, it's Christmas. Take a load off and enjoy yourselves. It seems Ebenezer Scrooge had a visit from the ghost of Christmas Future." There were chuckles all around. "Okay, Santa, whose present is first?"

He knew she harbored bad feelings towards Sierra on his account, but he wished she’d let them go. And the thought echoed in his mind that Sam had advised him to do the same thing with his lingering resentment. To his relief, Leeann forced a grudging smile and finally grasped Sierra’s hand. It was a start. ‘Hello,’ Leeann greeted her stiffly. Sally rounded the corner, her arms folded across her chest. Tanner trailed behind her. ‘We wanted The Santa Clause , Uncle Matt, but all the copies are gone.’ ‘Then we’ll just have to find something else tonight,’ Matt reasoned. ‘We’ll get that one another time.’

Curious? All right, if you promise to keep my secret I’ll tell you…here goes: I want to be fucked by Santa. Oh, c’mon, you know deep down you want it, too. I mean, he’s a guy who always knows what you want, his big bulky body has to be fairly strong to handle all those reindeer and he drives a freakin’ magic sleigh! That’s hawt, if you ask me. And those white whiskers and long, flowing beard…I shudder just to think of those whiskers tickling me in soft and pink places.

Maze's eyes widened as she acknowledged the man concealing in the Santa outfit was Cosimo. Maze giggled covering her mouth with an exclamation in astonishment, "OMG" Cosimo blushed however, no one noticed the discomfort on Santa's face, which was hidden behind the fake mustache of Santa Claus. But the shyness burrowed in his bowed eyes did not escape anyone's eyes. Santa came forward and handed Maze a candy floss in her hand and wished 'Merry Christmas' in his pretended heavy tone. Everyone burst out laughing except Orion, to let Cosimo know how much they were enjoying his discomfort.

I was scared to shake her and do more damage to her. "Susie... Susie, I'm here. Listen to my voice. Susie!" I started crying, but my hands still held on to the rubble. I know it's only been minutes, but those passing minutes felt like hours. Where are you, Hade? As if heaven heard my prayer, I heard running footsteps. And then I heard Hade's voice calling out to me. He brought Alexei back with him, but Alexei was also carrying a person on his back covered by a wet blanket, and when he crouched to my level, I saw a crying Audrey.

The year before, when Jamie fell sick, they filled half his room with Christmas gifts just to cheer him up. As for me, every year, my Christmas gifts were whatever items Ava no longer needed. This time, it was finally my turn to get something special, but whatever it was, I would never be able to use it. Just then, my uncle, Cole Hale, and his family walked in with their arms full of bags. With smiles on their faces, they went around exchanging Christmas greetings with everyone. Mom immediately went over toward them. "You're here, Cole! Where's Lyra?"