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GENERATION X PRESENTS
written by
Richard Bonstein Sampson Jr.
Generation X Presents
(All Gen-X Characters are copyrighted by Marvel.)
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The figure entered the hall of the Xavier School of Gifted
Youngsters. It was a dream come true for him, but then it was a dream,
a fantasy of sorts. He opened the bag he had with him. He wasn’t Santa
Claus, but he was doing his job at this location. He believe all should
celebrate Christmas’ season of peace, and receiving, and it made him
feel good to give out presents. He looked at the list he had. The
first names were the youngest children at the school, Artie and Leech.
He pulled out two matching boxes and focused one the contents. They
were simple children, and boys deserved the right type of gifts. He
smiled and created something the two could share. They liked games, and
he figured they would like these.
He went to the next name on the list, Jubilation Lee. A while
ago, she wished her parents could be back with her. That was impossible
so he focused on her desires. He smiled when he realized who one of
her favorite actors was. He pulled out a medium sized box. He chucked
think about all the contents. She would flip.
The next name was Paige Guthrie. She was a kind child. She
deserved something nice. He focused on her likes. He saw one that
would come in time, but he couldn’t do anything to push it. He then saw
all the stuffed animals. He decided she might like a special stuffed
animal.
Next was the girl known as Penance. The poor child was a mess,
and he could see all of it. He pulled out a special gift for the little
girl. He placed it down and smiled. He wiped a tear away from his
cheek and smiled.
The name following hers was Gaia. This one had to be special, it
was the girl’s first Christmas. He didn’t know what to give her. He
then smiled. Something hit him that might make it special. He pulled
out the package and placed it on the pile. He thought of how her eyes
might light up at the sight.
He came to the last girl in the list, Monet St. Croix. He saw her
nature, and felt she needed to learn something. He pulled out the
present. He chucked, knowing she might not find the gift to be her
favor, but hopefully she would get the point.
It was now the guys’ turns. He looked at first name on the list,
Everett Thomas. He smiled and found the perfect gift. It was simple,
not extravagant, but it was what the boy might like.
The next name was that of Jonothan Evans Starsmore. He knew what
the boy would definitely love for a gift. He reached into the bag and
pulled out a large box. The lad would find a lot of things could be
done with this gift.
He glanced at the following name. Angelo Espinosa, a lad who
faked his death. He knew what the boy would like the most. He had made
special preparations for this gift. He pulled out a small envelope. He
smiled and stopped his task, so he could let a tear go. It was a heart
touching gift.
He pulled out the next gift. It was for the woman teacher at the
school. A moment from one’s past that was a happy one. He placed it
down on the pile.
He was about to reach into the bag for the next to last gift when
a voice called out, "Aye, what are ye doing here?" He turned to face
the headmaster of the school. He just smiled and pulled out the package
and tossed it. The man caught it and said, "What the, who are ye?" It
was too late, he faded to another site.
He looked up at the place and pulled out a special present.
Something he hoped the last recipient would greatly appreciate. He
placed it at the door and disappeared from sight. It was time to see
how the gifts were received.
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He knew everyone heard him as they were heading for his direction.
Sean couldn’t believe what had happened. A man threw him a present and
disappeared. It wasn’t St. Nick, but it was someone. When everyone
entered the first one to say something was Jubilee, "Oh my gosh. Who
brought those?"
Everyone went to the pile of gifts, but no one could outrun Artie
and Leech. The two found their gifts and opened them right away. The
boys pulled out two Gameboys, and two cartridge boxes, one red and one
blue. An image of a cartoon character appeared over Artie’s head, and
Leech said, "Yea, Artie, We catch own Pikachu’s now." Sean knew the
kids love the show, but didn’t know they wanted that as a gift.
He then heard Jono say, "I don’t believe it." Sean saw that Jono
was holding a brand new guitar. The boy was almost in tears. "I never
thought I’d have a guitar like this." It was obviously Jono’s fondest
wish.
Jubilee then tore into the box with her name. The first thing she
pulled out was a box. "A computer game. This is all I get."
Paige looked in and said, "There’s more. There’s a copy of Home
Alone 2 in here."
"I don’t like that kid in those films." She looked pulled out
another box and said, "What is it with these computer games?" She put
the box down and did a double take. "Oh my gosh." She tore into the
box and discovered the common link these items had. "It’s a Tim Curry
theme. Kewl. Movies, Games, even a music CD." The girl was in heaven.
He watched as Paige move to her box. She opened it to see a big
stuffed animal. It looked like the image Artie had conjured. Leech
just said, "Pikachu," as Paige hugged it. Sean had to admit that it was
adorable, and Paige adored it.
Everett then opened his gift and smiled. "Hey guys, look. It’s a
picture of us when we first came here, but I don’t remember us taking
this picture." Sean glanced at the picture and was amazed. Everett was
right, it was a photo that never was taken.
He then heard Gaia gasp. They all turned to face her and they all
saw it. It was a diamond. A note with it just said, "May your first
Christmas last as long as this diamond." The mysterious gift giver
wanted Gaia to remember this season.
Emma walked in and said, "What’s the commotion? Isn’t it early
for opening presents?" She noticed all the gifts and then saw the box
for her. She opened it and said, "My goodness, this is a photo of me in
my childhood, during Christmas." Sean decided to open his package. He
saw a picture of Theresa and with it was a pipe. Theresa was a little
girl in the picture.
He saw Monet slowly open her gift. She pulled out a locket and
said, "Moi deui, it is like my mother’s. Does it have her picture
inside?" She opened it up and looked in shock as a small piece of coal
came out.
A voice then said, "Tis the nature to give a gift to suit thy
actions. Your gift is what you always wanted. Behave this year and ye
will get the picture. Remember those who cared for ye, and paid ye
compassion, and know that they could have avoided ye." Sean looked for
the source of the voice but decided to stop, but he did see the look on
Monet’s face. It was a face of someone who has been humbled.
Angelo then picked up and envelope and opened it. He looked it
over and started to cry. He just looked at everyone and said, "It’s
from my mother. She said that she still loved me, regardless of who I
am. She knows that I would do no wrong." He was crying even more.
Sean wondered who the visitor last night was, for he wasn’t sure if even
Santa could pull that off.
Finally everyone looked at Penance who had opened her gift so very
carefully. He saw a look of surprise on her face, and tears at her
eyes. Everyone went to see what she had, when the most unique thing
happened. Sean heard the radio go on and it said, "For all listening,
this is for all children, age 1 to 92." Then the music began and the
same voice that made the announcement, and that spoke to Monet started
singing. "And so this is Christmas, and what have you done..." As the
song continued, all his students who could speak started to sing.
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Emplate watched as his manservant entered the room. He was
carrying a package. "What is that, D.?"
The little man just looked at it and said, "A present, for you.
Someone left it here."
Emplate took the package and opened it carefully. Inside he found
a photo of his younger days, before he was this, with his family. But
who could have sent this? Gen X didn’t know where he was, nor did his
father. Then the odd thing happened. He heard music echoing through
his place. He couldn’t help but sing. "The near and the dear ones, the
old and the young."
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"Let’s hope it’s a good one, without any fear." He finished
singing. He knew that all the recipients of his gifts were singing.
Christmas did that to one. He started away from where he stood.
A voice just said, "You did good. Got even a tough one to feel
happy. You should do this every year." The bearded man smiled with his
last words.
The man just smiled and said, "No, I don’t want to take your job,
Santa, but thank you for letting me live out this fantasy." The man
yawned and laid down in chair.
Santa walked over and said, "No problem, child. No problem." He
took the man to his sleigh and took the man home.
Merry Christmas, and Happy Hanukkah
(note: Song quoted above is "Merry Xmas (War is Over)" by John Lennon
and Yoko Ono. It inspired me to write this Generation X Christmas
Tale.)
clm@nbnet.nb.ca
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