The tears would stop, but she was still upset, very much so. All she wanted was to be on Santa’s nice list, to be gifted from her idol. Yet she had ruined Christmas. Only because she ate a cookie. “Will he? I-I don’t want Santa to hate me…”
“K-Kids have done worse to get on the naughty list. You’re safe Serah, don’t worry.” she was a handful at times, however most younger siblings were. Bending down on one knee, he lightly ruffles pink locks. “I promise, okay? Santa will forgive you, he could never hate you. You’re a sweet kid.”