All I Want for Christmas...Is My Sister's Boyfriend

Some people want their two front teeth or a hippopotamus for Christmas.

Not me. That would be too clichéd. 

Then again, I never thought I'd stoop to sitting on Santa's lap and asking him to bring me a boyfriend, either. In my defense, though, the man of my dreams had just knocked me into a store display 10 minutes prior, so I wasn't exactly thinking straight. 

Hah, but when did I ever. 

I never thought I'd see Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome again, but it looked like fate - or Santa - had other plans when I ran into him the following night. Seemed like I might be getting my Christmas wish after all, right? Right. 

So imagine my surprise when I showed up at my parents' house for the holidays, only to find out that my sister had asked Santa for the exact same thing I did - and he'd delivered early. 

Yep, my sister scored herself a handsome new boyfriend, and he's absolutely perfect. He's charming, my parents love him, and even Lucifer the demon cat tolerates him. 

Oh, did I mention he also happens to be my dream guy? The one who's supposed to be under my tree? 

Yeah. Merry freakin' Christmas to me. Someone pass the hot buttered rum.