Post by tried on Feb 1, 2017 16:19:34 GMT -5
When Vanessa decided she'd had enough of running away and being scared for one night, Taavi decided the same. However, overcoming fear wasn't the greatest obstacle the two five year olds had to overcome; Santa is the one and only obstacle that physically existed to tear the five years olds limb from limb, imagined little Taavi.
"But...how are we supposed to get close enough without getting hurt?"
In the meantime, Santa started to get bored just standing in the living room. He slowly made his way, evil grin and everything, towards the stairs up which Taavi and Vanessa already traversed. Taavi's fear hadn't left him just yet, nor would it ever, so he simply stood still, bracing himself for what was to come. Granted, bracing himself meant being in shock more so than guarding himself. Especially considering the spectacle Santa brought forth next.
"I have millions, if not billions, of other children to visit tonight. If you two could just let me put you to sleep, that would be of great help, HO HO HO!"
Upon arriving at the stairs, Santa's legs turned darker and darker, eventually shifting to pitch black. His legs then twisted around like a tornado, zipping Santa's rotund body up the stairs with little to no effort. Whatever just happened didn't make sense to Taavi. He had never heard of a devil fruit capable of such feats. Granted, Taavi was only five years old so obviously his knowledge wasn't very extensive.
Upon arriving at the top of the stairs, Santa's legs returned to normal as if nothing had just transpired below his pot belly. Santa grinned harder than before knowing full well the terror of the brats before him. After all, Taavi looked like he was about to pee his pants right then and there.