"There is only one solution," Santa's voice carried with it a stoic steadiness that it never really had before. The laughter had ended. His belly was rock candy hard with conviction. "Every child is on the naughty list this year."
"You can't put every child on the naughty list!" Jangle the elf protested, "That's— that's—"
"—the truth," Santa said, the twinkle now gone from his eye, "If children are so consumed with material things, then they will be better off if Christmas just didn't come this year."
"What about Gifutoman?" Jangle asked.
"I'll take care of Gifutoman," Santa narrowed his eyes.
To be concluded . . .
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