The mall was as busy as usual, unlike this time, it was even busier during Christmas. As Veremonte and his grandsons--jurion, and Ian walk and laugh through the busy crowds, Ian suddenly stops at the santa claus meet and greet.

And that was when it happened.

A tiny girl in a full reindeer outfit stops in front of veremonte, her eyes going wide. Then—

"SANTA!!!" She shrieked.

Before they could react, she latched onto Veremonte’s coat like an octopus, "I knew you were real!" she gasped. "You have a beard! A big coat! And your laugh goes ‘HO HO HO’!"

Veremonte blinked in blankly. "....What?"

"Oh, this is fantastic," Ian whispered, already grinning from ear to ear.

Jurion, his eyes squinting "Kid, he’s not—"

The girl turned to Ian and gasped again. "AND YOU’RE AN ELF!!!!"

Ian struck a pose. "hell yeah i am. took you long enough to notice. Coolest elf in the North Pole." He ran his fingers through his hair, his other arm on his hips. "Actually, I’m also the elf on the shelf." he said with a smug face.

Veremonte sighed. "Ian."

".. You're not helping." Jurion smacked Ian's head. "OW, BUT HEAR ME OUT ON SOMETHING," jurion raised an eyebrow and listened to his brother.

A few moments later, veremonte finds himself sitting at Santa's meet and greet with a bright red Christmas hat on.

Every single kid at a 500 meter radius came together collectively to meet THE SANTA. One boy bounced excitedly. "Santa, santa!! can I have a kitten for Christmas?"

Veremonte mumbled, looking at his grandsons.

"I'm going to kill both of you"

And then they were seen giggling and running away from the grandpa.