A short description is given to you and you need to write a short story around it.

"Adyslexic child accidentally adresses a Christmas letter to Satan. Amused, he decides to fufill it."    

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Satan's first Xmas

"I hate it! Hate it!" The red creature with two horns growled at seeing the Christmas decorations. It was everywhere, the Christmas spirit even reached the underworld.

Satan, ruler of said underworld, growled in annoyance again when a soul with a Christmas head passed by. He flicked his long sharp fingers and ... poof ... the fluffy red head began to burn before it turned into ash. The lost soul frown before it floated away.

"What is it with this day that makes everybody so cheery and ...," he grunted yet again, "happy." His whole body shook in disgust. Even speaking the word gave him itchy feelings.

He wandered through the room, never taking a break from his annoyed mumbling.

That was until a white letter appeared out of thin air on his grand throne that was standing in the middle of the room. His attention was immediately pulled towards the object. In the red glow that was the underworld, the simple letter was snow white. It shone like a light in the dark.

After a minute, Satan shook his scarred head to waken him from his shock.

"That's a letter." He stupidly pointed out the obvious. "Demon, that's a letter." The black minx cat purred uninterested. The cat didn't even do an effort to open his eyes. "I never get mail."

The red-skinned man that was scarred over his whole body walked cautiously to the white object that was resting on his seat. As if scared that it would burn him or spontaneously combust, he slowly reached to the letter and pushed it a few times with the tip of his long sharp finger.

When nothing happened, he grabbed it and ripped it open without caution. After clumsily fidgeting with the letter, he held the wrinkled paper in his huge rough hands.

"Dear Satan,

My name is Lucas. This year I would like to ride your sleigh and pet your reindeers. My sister called me an idiot because she said that you wouldn't let me. But I don't believe her, because I've been very good this year and you're a very nice person.

Ps: Julie hasn't been very nice to me, so if you don't have a present for her, that's fine.

Don't forget to watch out for mister sneeze (our dog) (don't worry, he doesn't bite)

Thank you.
From Lucas (8y)"

A silence fell over the empty room, only the roaring of the eternal fire was heard. Out of nowhere the king of the underworld barked out a loud chuckle. The minx cat jumped up in surprise, curled his back and hissed at his master.

"This is it!" He turned around with a big smile that made him look even uglier than usual. His left hand, which was holding the crumbled paper, flew towards the cat's face, making the animal jump backwards and hiss even louder.

"This is what I call a Christmas present. The chance to steal Santa's sleigh, to delay or even ruin Christmas." The king of the underworld laughed and jumped happily around the room. Demon sat down again at the foot of the golden throne. He looked at his master with his usual frown.

"Why do you give me that frown?" He spoke to the cat, who slowly blinked.

"Meow..." The minx cat responded lazily.

"Yes, yes. You're right, he's a genius and an evil genius like that should join the fun." He clapped his hands determined, making the cat jumped up again in surprise.

*

Tick. Tick. Tick.

Lucas opened his eyes slowly before rubbing in them and putting on his glasses. He looked around his room, searching for the source of the sound. A few yawns escaped his mouth. It was the middle of the night after all.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

It came from his window, he was sure now. He opened his curtains a little bit. His eyes turned huge when he saw the old man in red sitting on his sleigh floating in the air right in front of his room.

Lucas opened his window and looked down, making sure that the sleigh was indeed flying. Afterwards he looked at the reindeer that were spun in front of the wooden sledge. There were six of them, all of them about the same size.

"I got your letter, oh dear boy Lucas." Cosplaying Satan coughed in a low voice. He felt like an idiot talking like that. "Jump in and lets have some fun. A genius like you must not be restrained by rules."

Lucas stopped listening after he heard the words 'jump in'. He had ran inside his room towards the side of his bed where his dragon slippers stood. In his blue TARDIS pyjamas and his dragon slippers he climbed through his window and onto Santa's sleigh.

A childish laughter echoed through the silent night.

"Merry Christmas Lucas." Satan sniggered devilish. He flicked his fingers again. A sizzling was heard from the reindeers before the six of them flew off in lightning speed.

Lucas fell back from the force and grabbed Satan's arm. Both screamed it out: one in fear, the other in absolute delight.

After a while both of them were having the time of their life. They flew through small allies, over the sea, through tunnels and over the houses. They stole the Christmas lights from the shopping streets and they scared cows outside the city.

Both of them had never laughed so much in their lives. Their stomachs were hurting and they were gasping for air. Lucas wiped away a happy tear and pushed himself up on Satan's leg.

"Wanna sit on the back of one of the reindeers?" Satan laughed.

Lucas nodded and started to jump excitedly. "Yes, yes!"

"Alright, start climbing little genius." And so the little boy started to climb over to the front of the sleigh. Before he reached the closest reindeer, he turned around to cosplaying Satan.

"Will you take a picture so I can proof my sister wrong?" The little boy asked innocently.

Satan scratched his chest where a strange warm tingling had started to spread. "Sure, if it'll make her miserable I will absolutely do such thing." Lucas smiled brightly before climbing to the reindeers back. He turned around to look at the camera they both found in one of the presents they had opened together.

"Mister Santa, could we please give my mommy a present as well? She's in the hospital and she never gets any presents from you. But I think she has been very nice this year, so she deserves one. Can I give it to her?"

Satan felt like he was trapped. When he looked at the huge innocent eyes from the little boy in front of him, it was as if he was incapable of denying the boy anything. On the other hand, what the boy asked was so opposite from who he was.

"She never gets anything?" The Santa Claus cosplayer asked.

"Never." If this woman never got anything for Christmas, then giving her something now would be annoying Santa Claus, right? He would be giving someone else's present to this woman, which meant that someone would be very unhappy. The happiness in that idea was already boiling inside his chest.

"Fantastic!" Satan clapped in his hands before he steered the reindeers in the direction of the central hospital.

They parked the sleigh before the entrance. Lucas let himself slide down from the reindeer's back. Satan caught the eight-year-old in his rough big hands before he fell on his bum.

"Thank you mister Santa. You are as good a person as I thought you were." Lucas hugged the king of the underworld with his short little arms. The eight-year-old grabbed one of the still unpacked presents from the back of the sleigh and ran inside the hospital, leaving the ruler of the underworld behind outside in the cold. The heat of his little embrace still lingering on Satan's skin.

*

It was a few days after Christmas and Hell was back to it's normal suffering chaos. Not everything was the same though, two things had changed since Christmas. First was the new throne Satan was proudly sitting on. The ruler of the underworld had to show his conquests after all. Stealing Santa's sleigh had to be one of his biggest victories.

The second thing that was different was the white letter hanging on the wall above Satan's fireplace.

"Dear Satan,

Thank you so much for your present. My sister was really jealous and angry when I showed her my picture on the reindeer.

Thank you for the most fun Christmas.

From your new friend Lucas."