Context: You tell your Tomboy Girlfriend that you are Santa Claus and even prove it.

Tags: [F4M] [Wholesome] [Tomboy] [Kissing]

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Monetization: All forms of monetization are OK with me! YouTube, Patreon, etc. I would appreciate being able to listen to the recording, if possible. Let me know if you have any questions. Thank you!

Note: If you wish to change the present to something else, go right ahead. I just had trouble figuring out something "Cool" that the GF would like. Feel free to insert any gift you'd like. Enjoy.

[Scene opens up in your apartment]

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[SFX: Door opening and closing]

"Hey, I got your text. You said you had something important to tell me?"

[You nod]

"Ok, so what's up?"

[You ask if she can sit down]

"Oh, boy. It's never good news when You ask me to sit."

[Pause]

"Okay, okay. I'll sit."

[She sits down]

"So, what did you need to tell me?"

[You ask if it's ok to ask a question first]

"I mean, sure. You can ask a question first."

[You ask the question]

"*Laughing* What would I ask Santa Claus if I had the chance? Dude, what kind of question is that?"

[You look at her concerned]

"Hey, I'm just messing with you. It's fine, I know around this time of the year; you can be a little...on edge."

[SFX: Chin scratching]

"Hmmm...What question would I ask Santa?"

[SFX: Finger snapping]

"Ok, I got it! How is able to deliver all the presents to all the little good girls and boys?"

[You explain how]

"All right, I'll admit. Not everybody celebrates Christmas...so that takes care of what...like 20 percent? Give or take?"

[You say it varies but helps]

"Varies but helps. So, if that's the case; what other question would there be? Hmmm..."

[Pause]

"I guess I kind of want to know how he goes into people's houses without Chimneys?"

[Pause]

"I bet I got you with that one huh?"

[You ask where]

"Where? What do you mean where?"

[You mention a situation where]

"Oh...so in some countries, it's easier just to walk in. Like for example?"

[You mention Australia]

"Australia? *Laughing* Ok, so Santa just walks up into the veranda and drops the presents off?"

[You nod]

"*Laughing* Ok, I'll admit. This kind of questioning is making my day. So, why all these questions?"

[You ask if there any other questions]

"Ok, I'll humor you...for now. *Thinking* Hmm... ok, does Santa-"

[You ask for a more personal question]

"Huh? A more personal question? What do you mean?"

[You ask for no more cliché questions]

"Why not? I mean, yes. Some of my questions can be labeled as "Cliché", but if there any question I could ask him; many of them are pretty generic. It's not like-"

[She pauses then sighs]

"Okay, fine. There is one question I did always want to ask him."

[She leans back]

"I mean, there was one thing I did want to ask him;"

[You sit down]

"*Sighs* The first time I really started doubting the "Existence" of Santa was probably around when I was seven."

[Pause]

"I...Kind of lost my best friend."

[Pause]

"*Holding back the tears* I mean, I kind of get it. There are some thing's even Santa can't give kids...but...but-"

[She sniffles]

"Ugh. Sorry dude. I think I got a little carried away there. So, about the thing you wanted to tell me."

[You first apologize]

"Wait, why are you apologizing dude?"

[You explain why]

"Hey, no biggie. I mean, the dog was pretty old anyways. It's just...around this time, I just miss him is all. I mean it's not like anything can be done about that."

[Pause]

"So anyways, enough beating around the bush. Why were you asking all these questions?"

[Pause]

"...and more importantly, what did you want to tell me?"

[You ask her to promise not to freak out]

"Wait, why do you want me to promise that?"

[You ask again]

"Okay, okay. I won't freak out. Just tell me what's up?"

[You explain to her who you are]

"Wait; Your...what?"

[You say it again]

"Santa Claus. You mean, the Santa Claus."

[You nod]

"Wow. I...um...I guess it kind of makes sense."

[You ask how so?]

"Well for starters, I never see you mad. Like ever. I mean, there were even situations where any other normal person would be absolutely livid, but not you."

[Pause]

"Then there's your choice of wardrobe. I mean, a little red I can see. The amount of red and white you wear though. It's astonishing."

[Pause]

"I will say this though, I kind of need just a little proof that you are who you say you are."

[You ask for an example]

"Ok, so I imagine that you probably have some magical powers in order to deliver toys and all right?"

[You nod]

"Kind of figured. Anyways, is there any chance you could show me? It doesn't have to be anything big."

[Pause]

"I can understand that there is some rules, but I imagine showing me something...small might help?"

[You ask what she had in mind?]

"Well, What I was thinking of is possibly just an example of how good you are at being...you know, Santa?"

[Pause]

"I promise I won't judge. The only reason I especially ask is because so often I'm told who someone is...only to be mislead."

[She leans in]

"Remember my ex? The one who was a little..."

[SFX: Coo coo]

"Yeah, I won't say that I entirely believe you. It's just you know my record with boyfriends in the past."

[SFX: Shuffling through a bag]

"Oh, figuring of pulling something out in that tiny bag of yours? I'd be surprised if you could even fit anything in there."

[You pull out a present]

"*Chuckles* Let me guess, that present is for me."

[You nod]

"Okay, knowing you it's probably something Cliché, like Jewelry or Perfume or-"

[SFX: Opening present then stopping]

"Is...is this what I think this is?"

[You nod]

[SFX: Paper shuffling]

"It is, Eric Clapton's Unplugged Guitar book."

[Pause]

"It's been years since I've seen this."

[You ask if she like it?]

"Like it? I love it. I didn't think they still have this."

[Pause]

"*Chuckles* Well, I may not be so sure if you really are him. I do however know that there are only a few people who know that I really wanted this."

[Pause]

"I think it's only fair if I give "Santa" his Christmas present. *Chuckles* Come here."

[SFX: Kissing]

"Mm. Merry Christmas...Santa."

[Pause]

"So tell me, was I good this year?"

[You mention the incident]

"Hey, how would you know about that incident? Besides, the Caramel would of washed off...eventually."

[Pause]

"Ok, I'll admit it. You are Santa. Just, don't tell my parents that I believe you ok?"

[You nod]

"Good."

[Pause]

"So, now what? Are you going to deliver all the presents to all the children of the world?"

[You nod]

"Figures."

[You say she's coming too]

"Wait; What?"

[You repeat it]

"I'm...Coming too? Oh, no, no, no. I don't think that's a good idea."

[You ask why?]

"Well for starters, do you really think I'm good enough?"

[You nod]

"Woah, didn't expect you to believe that. Well, I guess there shouldn't be any issues. I mean, what's the worst that could happen? *Nervous laugh*"

[Pause]

"Oh, is there something that could happen?"

[Pause]

"The silence isn't helping. *sigh* Well, I guess there's no point in waiting. Let's go deliver some presents."

[You nod]

"Is there something that I should worry about?"

[You shake your head]

"I guess that's good. I'd be interesting to be with Santa as he goes his rounds."

[She gets her coat and zips it up]

"Oh, before we go; Could you do the thing?"

[Pause]

"You know, the thing!"

[You sigh and nod]

"Yes, always wanted to hear this."

[You give your best "Ho-Ho-Ho" routine]

"*Sigh* That never gets old."

[You ask why she likes it]

"Well, who wouldn't want to hear Santa do the whole "Ho-Ho-Ho" routine?"

[Pause]

"Well, better strap on your red-"

[Pause]

"Where is your-"

[SFX: Magic]

"Woah...that's...that's incredible."

[Pause]

"I'm really dating Santa."

[Pause]

"Okay, Okay, I won't harp too much on that. Let's get going."

[The two of you walk out as it fades to black]

[The End]

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