#bedstories

[lforlimbo]

I when you come and make my mouth all smiles I am a mirror in which your eyes sparkle when you come to view yourself in me I wait in my garden heavy with apples cherries captive in my arms when you come I bring fruit for your hungry mouth for your thirst the moisture of my meadows when you come standing at an open window I wait with stars' eyes restlessly I inspect the night II it's still early my love the birds are still asleep soothe ruffled wings of kisses your voice woke the sun's honey bees they're dancing over my head full of sleep with crickets' wings your voice flicks silence off my eyelids love and yet birds are asleep it's early my love yet with a touch of lips you make dawn in my house and in my sky the sunrise outlines the swaying leaves of poplars drops of the morning drizzle shine on leaves and I give you to drink my love yet trees are asleep

[tuonelanjoutsen]

Aromantic and asexual people

Yeah you're right. It WOULD be pretty fucked up if you were a swan but you were raised by ducks and you grew up never seeing another swan or even knowing that such a thing as a swan even existed so you just thought you were a duck with something super wrong with it.

[bestcamera77]

Gina the Giraffe's Tall Tale

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[lavrach]

I LOVE going to sleep a little early so I can make up stories about my favourite characters before I fall asleep :3

[pretzel-box]

Headcanons for all current Sebastian Versions including

-Sunkissed! Sebastian

-Octoboy! Sebastian

-AASB! Sebastian

and Human!Sebastian

SUNKISSED

—Sebastian is married you after graduating from university. He was very into IT while you were the art and crafts person. You two met because Sebastian was your private tutor and soon eough you started dating during university.

—He has a small journal where he writes important memories in of you during his time in the Blackside, since he is scared that he will forget those someday.

—He is touch starved since you are a very clingy person, and now he misses your warm hugs and gentle headpats.

—Homecooked meal person. He is the one doing the cooking and he kept the habit as best as he could in the blackside.

—He is overall softer, he had a good life before Urbanshade and it's showing in his personality. Sometimes he has a small moment of rage before going all quiet and soft, crying alone in the dark and blaming himself for everything that has happened.

OCTOBOY

—Sebastian has many faded bite scars on his hands, they are barely visible but still existing. He has the habit of feeding you, but you aren't good at aiming with your mouth, biting him and not the treat he tries to give you.

—His Shop is not as stuffed as original. Most items are secure on his tail or on high shelves, knowing that you are a bit too curious. Sebastian will always watch out that you are only able to reach the stuff that you are supposed to reach.

—Sometimes he is awake at night to think of good stories or songs that he can use for your bedstory time. He doesn't know any from his childhood so he improvises by sugarcoating the entities. Ah yes, did you ever counted Wall Dwellers jumping over a fence when you had a sleepless night?

—Sebastian gained the skills of a mother when he got you. Cleaning, cooking and babysitting are next to his usual activities on the top of his list. And should he be busy with scavenging then he just drops you of at Sasha or Painter.

—He would never say it but you are his new motivation to get out, to give you a better life and showing you that there is more.

AS ABOVE SO BELOW

—Sebastian is cold, manipulative, agressive and a master when it comes to deceiving people. He will gaslight you into believing he is your alley, he will gain your trust and he can and will play the knight in shining armor without feeling even a bit attached to you.

—He is violent and rough. Once you are on his bad side, you turn into his personal stress toy. Getting thrown to the side, getting pulled by the hair or even hits and slaps. He has no mercy and once you start to cry or scream, he just gags you and throws you in a locker.

—Yandere. If he ever falls in love, he would be a yandere type of lover. Love will blind him since it replaces his rage. Don't be fooled, he will be the toxic kind of yandere, suffocating you with his controlling behaviour to keep you safe.

—He is the most evil version of them all, showing plenty of red flags. And yet, there is a small, very small glimpse of kindness in him. He wouldn't admit it, but he wouldn't kill without an actual reason. That's it.

—Sebastian has a hand, or three, for tinkering and building stuff. So he will most likely just put together a tracker and put it on people he has a close eye on. You included. He's a little stalker, isn't aware tho.

HUMAN

—He will hang around the shop because of you. You are his favorite person and he thinks you are beautiful even after Urbanshade experimented on you.

—He will sing when hes alone. He would literally go through a dark hallway while singing a Katy Perry song since he once read that singing reduced anxiety and boredom. Doesn't mean he is good at singing.

—Most normal of them all and the most basic. Not much trauma, but enough sass. He will either jokinly insult you or share cooking tips.

—He is good at art, so he will doodle when he has a safe moment and takes a break.

—He smokes. Or at least used to smoke. He had to stop when he got to the Blackside but he was still suprised when you told him you could smell it on him.

[spillthebea]

wanting to read a merthur fic as a bedstory, any rec?

[sizzlingpatrolfox]

There is a jikooker army account obsessed with pjms that post anons about pjms and make fun of us....jkkrs army are the most useless and pathetic breed, they only care about the company and their ship, they don't stream for jimin, they don't vote, they protect hybe and their fave (Jungkook)

Anyway I agree with you. I think Suga and Jk have a lot in common, they are obsessed with charts and numbers and their hobbies are

- making fun of jimin

- talking about views and charts

- praising each other (the genius rapper and the golden pop star)

- lying

I think I know exactly who you're talking about.

First of all, just to get it out of the way; there's nothing wrong with making fun of others, I'm constantly making fun of peope like her, sheep minded armys, jikookers, and the lot. It's funny when you see the irony in her being as obsessed with solos, as solos are with armys.

If this was a comedy movie, you'd have a shot of her talking about solos, and the next footage would be solos talking about her in the exact same way.

But people like her actually think they're so superior, they believe they're better than everyone else just because they like seven strangers men in the same way?? Please. They don't even love them the same, they just can't say that because then they'd have to allow others to not like them as well.

They're just as brainwashed as solos/akgaes, but in a different way. They're the other extreme. Solos think everything's wrong and sad, people like her, on the other hand, think that everything is great and happy.

People like her are the kind of dimwit, gullible that think BTS members own half of the company because they have 0.2 shares when even J Balvin left with more than what BTS own.

The kind that say the members choose everything and whatever they decide, the company complies no matter what. But when Jimin says "I asked for more MVs and they said no", they don't have anything to say about that. You'll notice they don't discuss things that prove them wrong, ever. They keep discussing things that others were wrong about, or things they don't agree with.

The kind that are very loud on opinions when it comes to akgaes saying "payolakook", even though they're right. But have nothing to say when Jungkook's fan deepfake porn pictures of random girls just because they're fans of Jimin. Those solos don't get a name, don't get laughed at, don't get called out. It gets swept under the rug and the people who do call it out are shushed in the guise of "keeping the calm".

These same "ot7" who claim to love everyone equally, are also very, very capable of talking about who they think it's a better singer, dancer, performer, and they LITERALLY talk about who's more popular all the time. Oh, yeah. They discuss and rank the members' popularity all the time. They are able to discern the differences between one and the other perfectly well, and talk a lot about their differences to uplift one and downplay the others so it'd make sense with their "the members choose everything and the copmany is so great" bedstory. Especially since July.

People like her are basically 24/7 saying how one deserves it all because he's a good singer, or the center, or whatever. Ironically, solos are being more ot7 when they say that all members deserved the same support from the company. Meanwhile """true ot7s"""" like her, are saying it's okay only one got it. Which one is asking for a fair treatment here, you tell me? The ot7 or the solos?

[cambriancutie]

can gou guys read me a bedstory

[luxbless]

Currently rewriting my genshin persona because I'm going through it right now. I have tokophobia yet I still really, REALLY want have to kids when I get older, just to watch new life grow is just amazing to me. Becoming their own person is just beautiful to me. So I'm writing her to be a minor deity(a lesser god) of childbirth, midwifery, childhood, and protection. All other gods make her watch their children that they don't care about, alongside helping normal mortals give birth as well and watch their young as well. She's constantly surrounded by children, having them look up to her and love her as if she was their own mother, hurts her. She watches them grow up and once they hit a certain age, she's unable to talk to them ever again yet- she remembers every single one of them, their names, dislikes and likes, favorite toys, animals and bedstories all of these things. She wants to watch them grow up but she isn't allowed to-those aren't her children. So the cycle repeats, help others with childbirth, watch over their children, grow attach and watch them leave and never be able to see them again. She wants children so badly- But the other gods have cursed her to never be able to have children. Because who would watch over the children if she had to look after her own? She's just in constant pain all of the time.

[fnaflover2024]

In MoH au,Evan despite using ASL sign language he uses some English words/sign british words or phrase his dad teach him back before the curse thing.

Evan uses this to tell his father fairytales and bedstories,so he can comforting him while he can try to sleep peaceful at the first days after moving into the estate.

While Evan misses, misplace or heck even skip some words of the books (since he is still new to ASL sign language); William can help but to cry more and feel more guilty for being conformted by his youngest when that supposes to be his job as both his Father and adult responsable of the current situation of his family and that he can't do aanything about it.

[sl-newsie]

Chapter Fifteen: Court In Session (Spot Colon x Female Newsie)

We walk to tha Manhattan courthouse and find tha ‘Hattan newsies, plus a few from Queens, wait’n outside. I notice they’s also tried to gussie up a bit for tha trial. When they see us, they all leap for joy.

“Becs! You’re safe!”

“You’s alright!”

“No one can take Becca!”

“Spot got ya out ok?”

I grin. “Hey guys. Yeah, I’s fine. You’s all ok?”

“Yeah, but it weren’t tha same without ya last night. We’s had to make up our own bedstories to tell tha kids!” Blink complains.

“Don’t worry. Ya can tell Kenny I’ll be back soon,” I say. “Now c’mon, let’s not keep tha judge wait’n.”

In ten minutes we’re all stand’n in tha courtroom, look’n oudda place more than rats in a beauty parlor. Spot puts his arm near me, try’n to get the oddas to give me space. I give him a grateful, hopeful look.

“All rise, all rise. Court is now in session. Judge E.A. Monahan presiding.”

I still don’t see Jack…

“Are any of you boys,” the judge frowns at me. “And young lady represented by a council?” 

I scrunch my nose. What tha heck is a-?

“No? Good, then things will move along considerably.”

My mouth hangs open. How dare he-!

“Ya honor, I object,” Spot pipes up.

Tha judge gives him an annoyed look. “On what grounds?”

“On tha grounds of Brooklyn, ya Honor.”

Tha fellas burst out laugh’n and I can’t help crack’n up too. I lean ova to Spot: “That mouth of yours is gonna get you’s in trouble!” I mock his warn’n.

“I ain’t worried.”

“I fine each of you five dollars or two weeks’ confinement in the House of Refuge.”

We all stop laugh’n. Five dollas?! I couldn’t make that in a week!

“We ain’t got five dollas!” Blink speaks up.

“We ain’t even got five cents,” Race complains. “Hey, ya Honor, how ‘bout I roll ya for it? Double or noth’n?”

Some laugh, while I clasp a hand ova his big mouth. “Gambl’n ain’t gonna help us here!” I hiss.

“Alright. Move along, move along.”

I can’t believe it- how’s we gonna pay this-?

“I’ll pay the fees, your Honor.”

I look up and see Denton, Les, and David enter. Good, they can help us!

“Where’s Jack?” David asks.

“Don’t know. I-” I gasp. Here comes Jack, be’n led in with handcuffs. I smile a wide, thankful smile.

“Hey fellas!”

“Nice shina, Cowboy!” Race comments. Oh God, it looks bad...

“Ya ok, Becca?” Jack asks.

I nod. “Ya had me worried, Jack! But everything’s gonna be fine-”

“Case of Jack Kelly. Inciting a riot, assault, resisting arrest.” Tha bailiff announces.

And then Satan himself steps into tha room.

“Judge Monahan, I’ll speak for this young man,” Snyder says.

My face falls. No… no!

 “No!” I protest. Spot grabs my hand as a signal to be silent. No… not Jack… He can’t…

“This boy’s real name is Francis Sullivan. His mother’s deceased, and his father is a convict in the state penitentiary. He’s an escapee from the House of Refuge where his original sentence for three months was extended to six months for disruptive behavior. He last tried an attempted escape.”

“Attempted? Last time it wasn’t attempted! Remember Roosevelt, Snyder? Remember tha carriage?” Jack asks angrily.

“Therefore I ask that he be returned to the House of Refuge,” Snyder finishes.

My knees weaken. No…

“What? For my own good, right?” Jack yells at tha judge. “For my own good, and what he kicks back to ya!”

“I ask that the court order his incarceration until the age of twenty-one in hope that we may yet guide him to a useful and productive life.”

“So ordered.” The judge concludes.

“No!” Les screams. I would do tha same, but I’ve lost my voice. All I can do is stare in shock and sadness at Jack, know’n this may be tha last time I see him. When my knees threaten to drop me, Spot props me up. How could this get any worse…

“Your Honor, I have one more request,” Snyder says. “That young girl is supposedly Jack Kelly’s sister, and has been harboring this fugitive. I ask that she be placed in the House of Refuge for five months.”

That’s when Spot clings to me tighter- both for me not fall’n and not go’n over to punch Synder in his schem’n face. He protectively steps in front of me, and the oddas make a barrier to hide me. Me, in tha Refuge? Why don’t they just kill me?

“No!” Jack yells. “I’ll take tha extra five- I’s tha one who took her in. She’s done noth’n wrong.”

“So ordered that Jack Kelly will pay the extra five.”

“Jack, no!” I want to die!

“Don’t worry ‘bout me, Becs. Just look out for yourself.”

“No! No!” I scream as Jack is lead away. Tha fellas begin follow’n Denton to Tibby’s, but I can’t move. I’ve physically lost all sensation in my legs, and Spot’s tha only one keep’n me from fall’n.

“They took him,” I whispa. “They took him…”

“C’mon, Beauty. Ya godda walk,” Spot urges.

I do, slowly. When we reach tha restaurant, we’s just in time to hear that Denton’s quit’n.

“What!?” I bark. “Just ‘cause you’s get’n a fancy new job means you’s just gonna walk out on us?! After what Jack did?!”

“Goodbye, Miss Kelly. Or should I say, goodbye Miss Sullivan.”

Tha name sounds foreign to my ears. Jack had neva told me his real name, and I’d neva asked to know it. Now that I know about it, I’d neva assumed Jack weren’t his real name.

When Denton’s gone, Boots asks: “Becca, you’s gonna explain why Jack and you lied ‘bout your names?”

“No.”

David makes an announcement: “We get Jack out of the Refuge tonight, and from now on we don’t trust anyone but the newsies.”

We all agree, then wanda back out. I keep walk’n ‘til I get to tha riva. I won’t be part of a cause that might go south ‘cause of a goil.

“How to rise from the floor,

When it's not you I'm rising for?

Just do the next right thing….”

I shudda and let tears flow down my face. 

“Should I leave ya be?” I hear behind me.

I hastily wipe my face off. “No, I’s fine. It just like Jack said: I shouldn’t rely on anybody.”

“Beauty, you’s can’t-”

“Stop call’n me that! I told ya I hate that nickname!”

“Well I can’t help call’n a goil ‘beauty’ if that’s what she is!” Spot walk over and lifts my chin up with his cane. “You know why I call ya ‘beauty’? ‘Cause you’s tha prettiest thing I’s seen in this lousy place.”

I roll my eyes, avoid’n eye contact. “Then you ain’t seen much.”

“I’s seen a lot, and trust me- I’s right.” He smirks.

I don’t know what to say. I’ve never had this happen…

“You’s aint too bad yourself,” I reply. “Sorry to take off, but I bedda get back. Kenny and the oddas’ll be wait’n for me.”

“Hate to keep ‘em wait’n. Don’t worry, Beauty. Things’ll get bedda. We’ll win tha strike and make Jack proud.”

“Yeah, we will. Thanks for… you know, last night.” I mess with my hands, not sure how to say this.

“I’s here for you whenever you need me, Beauty. Take care of yourself.”

“See ya, Spot.”

[kairamusic]

he is so cute

he want to tuck him in bed and read him a bedstory

First time posting my knitting to tumblr. Look at my Bug Son

[deshily]

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[ratkingwizardudecatboydeluxe]

Narnia but make it SBI. Make Phil the eldest of them, he's the oldest of them all, make him the brother and not the father. He's Peter's age- 16, 17. Give him a sword and a shield and he will protect his family. He protects his family already, even without the sword and the shield. Protects them. Cares for them. He hugs Tommy when he's upset, calms Wilbur down when he's angry, hushes Techno when he's about to explode.

And he's tired. He's so, so tired of it- Tommy's chatter and Wilbur and Techno's arguing. He's used to take care of them all- when their mom is working late and their dad never home. He's used to take care of them but he's- tired. Of being the parent, constantly scolding and saying "stop that" and "mate" in a stern voice. Tired of being the parent, never the brother. He's used to take care of them but that doesn't mean thay his heart aches when Tommy calls him "dad" by mistake when Phil is reading him a bedstory one night.

Phil is aware that Tommy hasn't met dad that much in his life, not like him and Wilbur and Techno has- he's always away, their father, never home, especially not now in war times- and it feels weird to realise that he, Phil, Tommy's father figure when he shouldn't have to. He feels out of place, between roles, between shifts. And he doesn't have anybody to talk about because his dad is in the front, fighting in the war, their mom back in London and he can't talk to the professeur because he's working on how to solve the war. So he bucks it up, puts a bottle onto it, forces all these thoughts down until the only thing that comes out is a breath- a sigh- and a tired 'mate'.

The first time Tommy said a swear word, Phil smacked the back of his head harshly with his hand palm. He acted like he thought their mother would have acted- a rough hand palm. Tommy's eyes widened and had been quickly filled with tears so Phil just sighed and hugged him tightly and made him promise to never swear again.

Tommy promised. He held it for a week.

Phil scolded Wilbur after that, because of course it was Wilbur of all people who learnt Tommy that swear word. Wilbur had laughed it off and Phil had smacked his hand against Wilbur's head. Wilbur didn't speak to Phil for a week after that, ignoring him whenever he got into the room. Phil got through it.

When Tommy came out from the wardrobe for the first time, talking about a country where it's forever winter and an evil ice queen and a faun, Wilbur and Techno laughed at him but Phil crouched down and said that he believed him. Because their dad believed Phil's stories when he was younger. Because Phil didn't necessarily believe Tommy, not really, but he wanted Tommy to continue to have that imagination in his life.

Make Wilbur and Techno twins, born 2 minutes after eachother, constantly arguing about who's the oldest. They're Susan's age- 13, 14. Give Wilbur the bow and arrow Susan had and Techno the sword Edmund had. Except it isn't a sword, it's a axe and Techno, 14 and angry- at the world, at their parents, at himself- names it the Oprhan Obliterater to Wilbur's amused laughs and Phil's annoyed scolds.

"What- why can't name it that?" He asks, dressed in a fur that is just a little too big and snow in his hair, when Phil protests to the name. The axe's handle is slippery, heavy, in his hand and he can still see the light of Santa Claus's reindeers inside his mind. "We're almost like orphans, Phil, come on, it'll be funny!"

"Yeah Phil, come on- it isn't like he will obliterate orphans with it! You know how dad is never home and mom basically *threw* us on a train, we're orphans Phil- they don't give a fuck about us, come on, it would be funny!" Wilbur butts in and Phil stares at them, eyes shifting between him, Tommy clinging to his hand, and then he sighs and says "fine" because he doesn't want to ruin their fun, because he doesn't want them to be angry right now, because he's tired and wants to sleep and wake up and realise this is all a dream.

Techno dyes his hair pink- Wilbur paints it from to brown to pink during a late night in the bathroom of the mansion. The bathroom is big, as everything in the maison, rich of supplies. Hairbrush, hairdye, scissors. Clinkers and concrete, everything new and fresh. It smells like something old, something of age, like everything in the mansion. They've all gotten used to it. It's green outside, dark green, late summer night, they see the big tree right outside the window and how it shwooshes in the wind. Techno stares into the big mirror as Wilbur paints his hair pink. Stares at the yellow light bulb that shines in the bathroom, at the pink in Wilbur's hand, the darkness outside the window, the tree that covers the moon.

When Techno started to grow out his hair, before the war, he got small sounds from his father, narrowing eyes from his mother. Appreciating words from Wilbur, adoring eyes- as always- from Tommy. A nod from Phil- whenever they meet in the hallway during school. A harsh pull from one of his classmates, one that ached in his *scalp*, which Techno responded with a punch on the mouth. "I only punch idiots," he'll say, confidently, later in the principal's office and his mother will smack the back of his head. She's always had a rough palm.

Give Wilbur the bow and arrow like Susan had and he'll snort out a laugh at Tommy's statement about a hidden world inside a wardrobe. He's quick to apologise though, when Phil says- "stop that." He's quick to apologise, crouching down, putting a hand onto Tommy's shoulder and saying "I'm sorry, Toms" and Tommy forgives him with a hug.

Make Techno the angry one, the one who says that Tommy is a child and should stop have such lively imagination. Make Techno angry, thrashing out and being mean. He misses the time before the war, he misses the time when he didn't leave in a big house in the middle of nowhere, he misses the feeling of having a mother, safety, a father. Who could blame him? Being 14 is horrible, even without a war and being forced to leave their homes in London to go and live in a big empty house in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of foggy, empty and blue fields. Add to that a little brother who makes up lies, an older brother who's too busy bossing them all around than talking to him like he used to (talks late at night that has stopped, talks during early morning, talks over a cup of tea late in the evening) and a twin that has stopped playing chess ("it reminds me of dad, Tech." Wilbur simply says when Techno brings it up that it would be fun to play chess again) as they came to the house. Chess reminds Techno of their dad too. That's why he wants to play it. It gives him some sort of stability, some sort of comfort. Safety.

Make Techno the angry one. He misses his father, his mother, school. He misses school even though it mostly consisted of half angry sneers, tugs on his hair. He misses school because it gave him something to do during the days, he misses learning and listening and writing and reading. The books in the mansion are old, dusty and handmade. Not good enough. Not nice enough.

Make Wilbur the traitor. The Edmund. He was the one who argued the most when their mother said they would need to leave the house, go to a mansion in the middle of nowhere. The one who sells his siblings for a burk of turkish delight. He's angry too, isn't he? At Phil for acting like dad when he isn't, at Techno for being a dickhead, at Tommy for being *Tommy*- all noise and screams and yells. Turkish delight is a good price for his siblings, it tastes good and he hasn't had sweets in months. Turkish delight, oh it tastes like heaven he will think later- when he regrets selling his brothers. Like heaven, like last time, their father brought it home one day after work. It tasted amazing then and now it tastes wonderful. He regrets it though, of course he regrets it- guilt eating him up from the inside like how the birds he studies eats worms. Only more grotesque. He can feel it grawling and chewing, bit by bit. One day it will consume him, he's sure and he's- lots of things. Scared. Angry. Sad. Upset.

Make Tommy Lucy's age- 5, 6, 7. Make him drown in those furcoats, made for grownups and adults and tall lanky teenagers like Techno and Wilbur. Make him stumble in the too big furcoat, drag the majority of it in the snow. It's Techno who makes it shorter, kid-size, takes the initiative and slices half of it off with his axe, long hair covered in snow.

Tommy uses Phil's shield, in the snow, as a sledding. Down large snowy hills he goes, drowning in a too big fur coat and sitting on a big shield. He loves it. He *loves* it, does it again and again and again, with loud cheers and screams. Phil watches it, tired and leaning against a tree. Techno stands beside him, hand always on the hilt of his axe. Wilbur is gone. The ice queen has take him. Techno became tenser the more time Wilbur is gone- he doesn't go anywhere without his axe anymore. Phil is tired, exhausted, wants to do nothing more than to sleep and wake up and realise this is all a dream.

Tommy doesn't understand. He doesn't understand where Wilbur has went, *why* Wilbur went, where Wilbur is. He's too little, too young, to caught up with being in a country full of *snow*! He asks, though. Always been a curious little guy. Has always wanted to know everything. He asks-

During late nights when Techno sits beside a fire, sharpening his axe, and Phil is sleeping them with one hand around Tommy, he asks.

"Where's Wilbur?" Tommy asks in that small voice that he uses when he's upset or confused or hurt and looks up at Techno. The snow is cold against Tommy's hands, melts in them as he tries to form a snowball. Techno doesn't answer at first, just stares into the almost burnt out fire- watches how it flickers. Sharpens his axe. "He had to do something." Is the reply, Tommy gets. Tommy frowns- a little confused frown that only 5-almost-6 years old can do.

"Why?"

Techno looks at him, eyes analysing him. Then he shrugs. Scoffs. "Stop touching the snow. You'll get sick." Tommy lets go of the snow immediately, let's the half-done snowball fall from his hands down to the ground.

Tommy gets healing potion from Santa, he holds it with such carefullness after Santa Claus told him what it was. Treats it with such care, like Santa told him. "Take care of it," Santa said before slipping some sweets into Tommy's fur coats pockets- Turkish delight and chocolate and oranges that shines in the winter- with a playful wink. "It will be needed."