"Little bro...uncles.. aunties... I'm back"
"__"
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'You little brat!... Can't you see that this is not the time for this?' The gang thought, as they watched the shameless Santa run towards the descending immortals.
Baron Hamilton felt like spanking this disgraceful son of his, while Olivia felt throwing her shoes at the idiot.
Carmelo and Adrian looked up to the ceiling and prayed for patience..... while the children all buried their heads in their hands in shame.
Duchess Mina, the other women, men and guards who had followed, also felt like hitting Santa for the very first time.
Hey was this punk always like this?
Since they didn't know these immortals personally, they didn't want them to be offended by Santa..... hence they were somewhat worried.
But after seeing that the immortals didn't mind, everyone sighed from relief.
Phew!!
It seemed like they were close after all.
