[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/sCqzM9Q/image.png[/img][h3]Tohsaka Manor, Foreign District[/h3][/center]
"[color=lightskyblue]Woaaah![/color]" Ron uttered in awe of his Servant's display of skill. To think Maider could clean a stain out from the sky as high as 8,000 feet... Ron really did summon the strongest Maid in the Throne of Service, huh? If she keeps cleaning up like this, then there's no doubt Ron would be able to win the War, and more importantly, hear dad praise him! However, there was only one issue, one that Ron had slowly began to realize.

"[color=lightskyblue]Wait a minute... did you just say Santa Claus, Maider? [b]Did you just shoot down Santa?![/b][/color]" Ron pointed at his Servant, accusingly. His face conveyed the emotion of both shock and betrayal as he shook in fear. Destroying Santa Claus's sleigh would mean that Ron would forever be in the Naughty List, and being in the Naughty List would mean that all Ron gets for Christmas is coal, which is bad for Ron's lungs! The young man's night was ruined... unless...

"[color=lightskyblue]Hold on... if Santa Claus is dead, then that would mean we wouldn't end up in the Naughty List. Maider, I have a grim task for you, one that we can never tell dad or anyone else. I'm going to need you to go over to where Santa crashed and...[/color]" Ron gulped, a cold sweat running down his head, his hands clammy and pale.

"[color=lightskyblue]I need you to finish the job, Maider. Oh, and take his presents too! As a matter of fact, when you get there, let me know! I'll check it out myself through your really keen Maid eyes and see if we can get any good gifts in his sack of toys! Oh man, I really want a new set of Hot Wheelz...[/color]"

At an instant, Ron's facade changed from that of guilt to that of carefree happiness. He made his way back inside the manor, cradling a pile of waffle tacos and leaving the other half for Maider to either consume or leave out.
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