24TH DECEMBER - a LA by Night fic gift

"Ok, this is going to sound very weird..." Jasper did his best to hide his smile with a low growl: he found very difficult to get angry with X, but the task he was given was too important to coddle him. For once he needed to focus, to be ready. With Eva and the Wyrd Sisters busy fixing the mirror and the rest of the coterie planning the Anarchs next move, they were the only line of defense against Camarilla - a poor line of defense, if Strauss decided to pay a visit, but better than nothing. The Nosferatu smiled his usual smile - a bitter baring of fangs more than a true smile. Such a lovely way of spending 24th December night. "Yes?" The Malkavian seemed to struggle for words. "Does... Santa Claus actually exist?" Jasper wasn't the type to be easily surprised, but there were times when X managed to do that - it was part of the reasons he liked to keep him around, after all. This was one of those times. "W-What?" "Santa Claus. Ok, I know it sounds crazy and all. But... Vamp - Kindred, I mean. Kinded exist, and ghosts and all that. Even magic exists! So maybe. I mean... Who knows? He could!" Not knowing exactly what to say, Jasper opted for just staring at him, hoping he would eventually come to the point in which the link between the mystery of Santa Claus existence and their guard duty would have become clear. "I... think I saw him. Santa Claus, I mean. Just now. While I was patrolling the back of your Haven." The Nosferatu snarled, trying his best to hide another smile. "Yes, yes. Of course. Santa Claus. If you got tired of patrols, you could have just -" "I'm not joking!" X interrupted him, suddenly bursting with energy. "I saw him! It was on the chimney! Just now!! Chimney. 24th December. And I could swear he had a bag on his shoulder! Bag. Chimney. 24th December." "You're telling me that you just saw Santa Claus sneaking in my Haven with a bag full of gifts?" X sounded uncertain now. "... Possibly... ?" Another growl, a growl which meaning was 'I don't know if I should be worried or annoyed', and without wasting time he hurried back to his Haven. 24th December night, out hunting Santa Claus with a Malkavian. Just perfect. Luckily it took him little time to reach his destination and open the door. "X, I swear, if this is just one of your vision..." He stopped abruptly. In the center of the living room, a book in his hand and a bag at his feet, actually stood someone. "It's not Santa Claus!" protested vehemently X, from behind the Nosferatu's shoulders, sounding a little offended. The uninvited guest raised his red eyes from the pages he was intently reading. "Well, I was called with a lot of names but Santa Claus is a first." He seemed to evaluate the two Kindred, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "You have interesting taste in friends, Mr Heartwood - if poor taste in books." He tossed the book he was reading on the floor. "I'm Beckett - and I think we should discuss about a certain labyrinth..." NOTES: I don't really know if Jasper's Haven has a chimney XD