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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 17, 2020 16:37:07 GMT -4
"Okay... Soup is ready!" I say, and looks for the pair coming from the living room. He can't not notice that the milk and cookies that gone.
"Had you ate those cookies and milk?" I say
"Hey, you can't blame us! That was top stuff, you just can't waste them." said the guy
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Post by observer on Jan 17, 2020 16:48:12 GMT -4
"Yeah. I mean do you really expect Santa to come and URP enjoy them? Excuse me." The girl said as they walked over to sit down at the table. "I do." Heather said as the couple took off their coats. Despite how few cookies had been on the plate Paulo and Heather quickly noticed the muffin tops the couple were sporting.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 17, 2020 17:05:29 GMT -4
"Me too... Forgot to say for you two, but I became an elf after drinking a cup of hot cocoa that was there. Now, as far I know, I'll just be some place with Santa." I say, putting away my candy cane colored hair and showing the pointed ear. "Now there's nothing to do except waiting to see what happens, right, Heather?"
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Post by observer on Jan 19, 2020 0:18:54 GMT -4
"Right. Though unless they had a bit of weight to begin with it's possible they'll fill out to Santa's weight." Heather said as she sat down at the table.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 19, 2020 3:46:36 GMT -4
"What are you saying... My God, what is happening, I'm going fast like my old uncle!" say the guy
"Well, the cookies and milk where 'for Santa', maybe you're just becoming those you need to be to rightly deserve those cookies, like I did with the cocoa." I say, giggling and chortling
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Post by observer on Jan 19, 2020 3:52:14 GMT -4
"B-but I don't want to be old and fat." The girl said, groaning as she placed a hand on her grumbling belly. Heather and Paulo watched as her belly pushed out against her hand as the two grew fatter.
"Maybe I should go get a robe..." Heather said, getting up as the couple's clothes stretched out some.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 19, 2020 7:24:06 GMT -4
"Heya.. Don't leave me here." says the guy, with now a very strong voice, on baritone tone. His beard started to grown and go white, while their faces started to wrinkle and blush cherry red.
"OK... What is happening? This thing is drugged?" she asked.
"First of all, I'm a victim like you. Second, as far I understood,her grams is a witch of sorts, so she can use magic enchantment. She did the one that turned me on this elf and, looking now, the one in the milk and cookies. We don't know what will happen, though, as Heather is innocent on all this. The cookies said 'For Santa' but never expected for two people use it, so we can't preview the results. There's a chance you turn into Santa and Mrs. Claus, but also there's a chance of you two became Santas. Good news, however : according Heather, the magic is not permanent and will wear off at New Year "
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Post by observer on Jan 19, 2020 14:42:53 GMT -4
"What?! But I don't want to be Santa or Mrs. Claus until New Years. It's not even Thanksgiving." The girl said nervously, running a hand through her whitening hair. "Fix us now!" She demanded as Heather walked back into the room.
"Sorry, but I don't have magic. Only Granny can fix it, and she won't be back until after the new year." Heather said, handing them each a robe.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 19, 2020 15:35:50 GMT -4
"I'm on the same boat on you two." I say "The only good part is we can do good things as Santa, Mrs. Claus and Santa elf. Or you can only feel miserable like two Scrooge. For me, I'll do my best." I emphasize "To be fair it could be worst"
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Post by observer on Jan 19, 2020 15:40:51 GMT -4
"How could it be worse?" The girl groaned as their stomachs grumbled hungrily. "You could have been turned into cookies to be eaten." Heather said.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 19, 2020 16:35:15 GMT -4
"Yeah... At least none of us are gingerbread cookies." I say, while I see the guy growing a big white beard and both receiving gilded rimmed glasses "OK... Looks that soon you both will be Santa and Mrs. Claus."
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Post by observer on Jan 19, 2020 16:41:46 GMT -4
Mrs. Claus groaned, troubled over her lost youth. "Why don't we enjoy dinner. That should take your mind off things." Heather said as the girl's hair styled itself up into a bun.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 19, 2020 16:54:12 GMT -4
"Yeah... At least, you take some time to thinking on what to do now." I say, seeing the guy getting a big Santa's hat over his head
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Post by observer on Jan 19, 2020 17:02:12 GMT -4
The two looked at each other curiously, hardly recognizing each other. "Hope there's enough goose for everyone." Heather said as she started cutting into it.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 19, 2020 17:11:10 GMT -4
"I think that will be... I don't think anyone here needs to be to be filled even more." I say, giggling
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