(written by @AnimeMangaLove123)
Third Person POV
"Nick..."
Santa looked over his shoulder from his hunched over position, only to see his wife, Mrs Clause. "Honey, what are you doing here? I'm delivering presents!"
The jolly fat man stood up straight after leaving one last present under the Christmas tree and turned towards his wife. She narrowed her eyes at him, giving him a strange look. "I just...needed to do something to you. Before you get going." Santa blushed, his eyebrows raising. "Ohoho, but n-now is not the time for such naughty things...perhaps when I get home? When I am not so tired..."
Mrs Clause cocked her head to the side, her eyes staring into his soul. Not a word was said as she slowly strutted towards him. Santa gulped. Before Santa could say anything, she pulled something...big out from behind her back.
"Darling...!"
But before Santa could continue, an array of gunshots were heard, leaving a scatter of holes in his body. He wheezed out one last breath, before falling to the ground. Mrs Clause dropped her machine gun.
"Merry Christmas," She put her badass sunglasses on, walking away from the scene, "bitch."
