Chapter Thirty: The Anecdote's Repeal

Santa Claus was speaking to his own reflection inside the Mirror. Known as Father Christmas, his own Mirrorite speaks of wisdom and strength, and so he consults with himself on matters of great importance that must otherwise have been kept as secret to the rest of the population of the North Pole. Speaking to his own reflection is both therapeutic and enlightening.

They were talking about the Boy, whom they suspect to be the same Boy who cried wolf in that popular anecdote, discussing the ways on how to protect him from any vampiric interest or any of the Green Snokers preying on him. They were discussing all the possibilities that could happen, and how to further protect the child from danger.

"Do you think he will be kept safe once we induced his magical coma?" Santa Claus asked, who, this time, decided to appear as a handsome young individual of Asian-European descent. "We have to ward off Vampires, after all. Extreme violence will be involved in the process. It cannot be avoided."

"There is no certainty," Father Christmas replied. "Every option that we have at this time involves a definite form of risk. We have to make sure that he survives this brazen attack on his imagination as much as we have to protect the flock."

"Are you talking about repealing the dire consequences of this anecdote? Surely, that is never going to be easy. Not since we have done a strictly defined gross ethical misdemeanor."

Santa Claus wasn't sure to ask anymore, and his confusion is visible on his face. They have been involved in a serious case of ethical misconduct on how the Boy arrived into this world, whom they have knowingly smuggled together with all the dreams that was approved to be transported by the Union of Fantasy Purveyors.

"We were charged with an ethics complaint just because we have decided to help the stranded people in the future? I have never been more prouder of the way we operated on that fateful day. Of course, we cannot successfully ask to repeal this anecdote, and we do not need to pursue this matter," Father Christmas said. His bulky belly looked bigger than necessary in the mirror.

"Not to repeal the anecdote? Then how can we save the flock if we cannot stop the Vampires into leading the wolves to devour the sheep? The slaughter of the lambs were later on accused to be the Werewolves doing," Santa Claus inquired with even more confusion. "I do not understand. We are innocent of the crimes committed."

"We will play by the Publisher's rules," Father Christmas said with conviction.

The eyes of Santa Claus opened wide with bewilderment; the direction from where this conversation was going isn't sounding to be feasible.

"You want to mess up with the Story Board?"

Father Christmas looked at him straight in the eye, then nodded his assent. 

"I am afraid there is no other choice."

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