"Sure sweetie and he'll leave you lots of present," her mother, Carrie said tiredly tucking the covers tightly around Atlanta.

"Sweet dreams sweetheart" Carrie whispered leaving the room.

As soon as Carrie was gone, Atlanta sat up. She was going to wait up for Santa, no matter how long it took. She reached under her bed and pulled out the mince pies she had hidden to give to him and she retrieved her torch from the nightstand. She lay in bed and waited for her parents to come to up. At 11 o clock, she heard her Mom and Dad creep up and close their bedroom door. She waited until 12 because her Mom said that Santa always came after midnight.

At 12 she crawled out of bed and made her way silently downstairs using the torch to provide light. She reached the bottom of the stairs and listened in case Santa was already there. But all was still so she tiptoed into the front room. She sat down on the couch and noticed some presents around the tree already. Wow, my Mom and Dad bought a lot for me, she thought. She settled down comfortably and pulled the nightgown around her tighter. The clock was slowly ticking away and still there was no Santa. Atlanta drifted off into a light sleep, when she heard a noise from the chimney. She bolted upright and…there it came again. It was definitely coming from the chimney. A few minutes flew by as the rustling grew louder and closer, before a tall man dressed in jeans and t-shirt appeared from the chimney. He jumped back in shock as he noticed Atlanta gaping at him.

"What the fuck?!" Santa said in a 'not very Santa' voice.

"Mom never said that Santa swore" Atlanta said sweetly gazing at the man admirably.

"They never swear. I actually said puck, yes I said puck, puck is a word I use when I'm annoyed!!!" Santa said.

"Okay, I guess it sounds a lot like the 'f' word"

"Shouldn't you be in bed?" Santa asked taking his sunglasses off.

"Yes, but I wanted to meet Santa. You are Santa aren't you cause I thought he wore red and had a beard" Atlanta said as the young man took a seat beside her.

"Err yeah but I'm a different Santa, I am a modern Santa, like a 21st Century Santa," he said.

"Is your name really Santa then?" Atlanta asked.

"Geez, kid you ask to many questions. No my name is actually Hunter but you can call me Santa"

"Where are your elves?"

"Here they come" Hunter said as 10 little elves came shooting out of the chimney.

"Oh they're so cute" Atlanta cooed.

"Jabroni, don't call the Rock cute or the Rock will kick your candy ass!" said one of the elves rudely.

"And that's the bottom line cause Stone Cold said so!" said another elf.

What rude elves, Atlanta thought as she watched the elves sort out presents from Santa's sack as Santa took his shoes of and kicked back on the couch.

"Hey kid, you got a beer?" Santa asked

"I'll get one from the fridge" Atlanta said skipping of to get Santa a beer.

"Oh you Olympic twerp, gimme back my hat," shouted an elf that was wearing an expensive looking silk shirt, a pair of black trousers and sunglasses.

"No, I won't because you lack the three "I's". Oh its true, its true!" said the other elf.

Santa watched the two elves wrestle and laughed as a few others joined in.

"Stop it and stop right now" Atlanta said handing Santa a beer, "I don't want you to fight after all its Christmas"

"The kid has a point," said another elf wearing camouflage.

"I'm really sorry for fighting," said one elf handing a hat back to the expensively dressed elf.

"Tell me your names" Atlanta said kneeling down on the floor so she could see the elf's better.

"My name is The Rock," said the expensively dressed elf. He in turn introduced the others who shook Atlanta's hand. They have really weird names; Atlanta thought recalling the names and repeating them in her head. Stone Cold, Buh Buh Ray, Kurt Angle, Kane, Chris Jericho, Edge, Christian, Undertaker, Jeff Hardy. Strange names for elf's.

"Where do you guys live?" Atlanta asked Kane.

"I have no home, the rage of fire consumes my soul and I burn…" Kane started before Undertaker cut him off.

"Boy, how many times have I told you not to talk like that?"

"So Undertaker where do you live?" Atlanta asked again.

"We live in Lapland with Rudolph and a few other reindeers. There's a man called Vince who is in charge and we just follow orders. Hunter is his favourite so he gets to be Santa"

"Santa seems cool" Atlanta said.

"Santa is a son of a bitch," said the elf named Stone Cold.

"Mommy says not to swear in front of me cause I'm only 6 years old" Atlanta said shaking her head.

"Sorry" mumbled Stone Cold as he hurried off to join the others who were poking Santa. Santa was sprawled across the couch fast asleep with a beer can in his hand.

"Woohoo Hunter I am the ghost of Xmas past!" said Kurt Angle waving a sack in front of Santa's face.

"I am a serial killer who wants to kill youuuuuu!" said Chris Jericho.

"I want you Hunter, I want your body!" said another elf.

Hunter woke up with a look of pure horror on his face! When he realised that it was just the elf's messing about, he kicked them and tossed a few across the room.

"Nooo, Santa" yelled Atlanta as Buh Buh screamed in pain.

"Sorry I forgot there was a little kid here" Hunter said settling back on the couch.

"Santa is a very naughty man and I hope God teaches him a lesson," Atlanta said peeling Jeff of the wall!!!

"Why don't we teach him a lesson now?" suggested Christian, "That would so reek of awesomeness!"

"Reek of what?" Atlanta repeated.

"Ah nothing, you totally do not rule!"

Atlanta sat and listened as Stone Cold took charge ordering the other elves around. The Rock had come up with a foolproof plan to punish Hunter and they needed Atlanta's help.

"I don't wanna help. My Mommy will shout" Atlanta said once she heard the plan.

"Shut you mouth and know your role!" said the Rock and Atlanta wasn't about to argue with him! A couple of the elf's scuttled up the chimney while the others with the help of Atlanta heaved Hunter on to the floor. He landed with a thud but still didn't awaken.

The other elf's returned carrying a huge sack and Rudolph came down as well.

"Rudolph" Atlanta squealed with delight.

"That's my name in all its full glory" Rudolph said.

"Hey you can talk" Atlanta said, her tone filled with surprise and amazement.

"Sure thing honey, after all this is like magic ya knows. And I am like the special one cause I have a red nose and all" Rudolph said.

"You are so cute but I think you're self, self…. I can't remember the word Mommy uses"

"Self absorbed, you mean. Yeah our Rudolph isn't known for his modesty and he tends to be a real pain in my butt, excuse the language!" said another reindeer from outta nowhere.

"Cool, two reindeers who can talk" Atlanta said.

She talked a while with the other reindeer who seemed much nicer than Rudolph before she turned to see what the elves were up to. They had tied and gagged Santa and were trying to bundle him into a large sack.

After a lot of panting and puffing, the elf's and Atlanta shoved Hunter in to the sack.

"That'll teach you for being a naughty man" Atlanta pointed her finger at Hunter who was side awake and fully aware of what was going on. He mumbled something but it came out as a bunch of muffled words.

"What did he say?" Atlanta asked Jeff.

"He said he's gonna kill y'all especially the kid"

"Summabitch isn't doing nothing cause we got the reindeers and we ain't never going back to Lapland!" Stone Cold screamed guzzling the rest of Hunter's beer. The other elves cheered.

Atlanta helped heave Hunter into the sleigh, which was taking up all the space in the front room. Edge and Christian tied him down in the sleigh in case he got any ideas! The elves all poked Hunter for a while hurling all kinds of obscenities at him until they all got a bit tired.

"We better go now," said Edge, "Atlanta, you rule!" he tugged at her pyjama bottoms. She lifted him and gave him a hug.

"This will be the best Christmas ever because I got to meet you guys," Atlanta said giving all the elves a hug regardless of their protests.

"Never e..e..e..eeever hug me again!" warned Chris Jericho as she put him down.

"What you gonna do now?" Atlanta asked brimming with curiosity.

"Haha, we gonna blackmail little Vinnie Mac back in Lapland" Rock laughed.

"If you wanna see Vince pay, gimme a hell yeah" Stone Cold yelled.

"HELL YEAH!!!" all the other elves screamed in unison.

"Tables, lets put him through tables!" Buh Buh suggested jumping into the sleigh.

"Ha, the Ayatollah of Rock 'n' roll-a will show Vance and his dirty, disgusting, skanky, bottom beating, trash bag ho of a daughter a thing or two!" growled Chris Jericho.

"Boys, let the real American Bad Ass deal with him!" hollered the Undertaker.

"I'll do the Swanton Bomb of a ladder sending Vince through a table! How does that sound!" squeaked Jeff.

"I will show him pain, he will feel my wrath, and the rage of fire will consume his soul and…" Kane started before Undertaker interrupted him.

"Boy, how many times have I told you not to talk like that!"

Atlanta watched the elves with amusement as they continued arguing and piled into the sleigh. Rudolph dragged them up the chimney. Atlanta smiled to herself as she went back up to bed. Parents tell so many lies, she thought. Elves are so rude and funny, especially their names. As for Santa, he doesn't wear red and he has no beard. Instead he drinks beer and swears, a bit like Daddy, she thought!!!