You just settled down for a long winter's nap, and cuddled up under your down comforter. You're staying at an old restored hotel. It has a big fireplace at the foot of your bed. You hear a scrapping sound, and sit up in bed. Some chunks of black soot crash down the flue and into the grate. You spring forward to kneel at the foot of your bed looking down into the settling cloud of black dust. A pair of shiny black boots appear in the fireplace. You blink and suddenly the boots are out of the fireplace, and there standing in front of you is a guy in a Santa Claus suit. He reaches into his dark green velvet bag and pulls out a large shiny black box with a big red bow. Without a word, he hands into you with his white gloved hand. You pause to wonder how he avoided getting soot on his gloves, suit or boots. Then you look at the package, the tag has your name written on it in sepia ink.
You're sure it's a mistake. You have been extra naughty this year, but what Santa doesn't know won't hurt you. His eyes gleam as he watches you open your gift.
Inside the box is a shiny red latex costume.
"Oooh, you really must be Santa. Nobody knows I'm into gummi!" you say as you hold up the suit.
Santa smiles and gestures for you to dress in the costume. You find the small container of baby powder under the suit in the box, and decide to try it out. You wonder if you've shocked Santa by stripping naked in front of him, but he doesn't seem shocked. Maybe he does see and know everything, you think pausing with the suit half on. But why would he give an extra naughty guy this great rubber suit? You shrug and finish dressing.
You stand in front of the mirror looking at the shiny black rubber footies on the red suit and the shiny black band around the waist. It's a Santa suit, but one a gummi version. You laugh, but it sounds deeper than usual, and instead of Hahaha, you hear, "Mwahohoho!"