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Winterfest in July Bingo 25 BINGO!

Title: Where's Santa?
Prompt: New Holiday Pajamas
Fandom: original
Characters: Bernd, Amber, Fritz, Wolfgang
Word count:543
Rating: PG
Summary: Fritz is excited about Santa coming…
Genre: slice of life
Author’s notes: Thanks go out to my beta, Kat, for pinking this for me. Please note Amber belongs to her and Fritz is shared.

Bernd got out of the tub and grabbed his towel. He gave himself a quick pat down, before wrapping it around his waist. Picking up another towel, he said to his four year old son, “Okay, Fritz, time to get out and put on your new jammies.”

“No!” Fritz climbed out of the tub. He stood still while Bernd dried him off, before tossing the towel in the hamper.

“Get dressed,” Bernd said as he dried himself off. He was about to toss his towel in the hamper when he heard the bathroom door open. “Fritz!! Get back here!!” Bernd hastily wrapped the towel around his waist and took off after his son.

Fritz, unabashed in his nudity as only a four year old could be, ran down the stairs. He wanted to see what Santa had brought him, besides the early gift of new jammies. He ended up in the den with his grandfather, who was busy putting out the presents.

Opa! When did Santa come?” Fritz stood there, glaring up at him, with his hands on his hips.

Wolfgang turned around. He was hard pressed to suppress a smile as Fritz reminded him a lot of Bernd at that age. “While you were in the bath. He told me to tell you, he was very happy to know you were upstairs getting ready and that you were going to put on your new pajamas.”

“He did?” Fritz’s eyes went big like saucers.

Wolfgang nodded. He had seen Bernd standing in the doorway. “Your Vati’s here to take you back upstairs to get dressed. Now be a good boy and go.”

“Okay, Opa!” Fritz hurried over to his father. “Let’s get dressed, Vati, and see what Santa brung us!”

“Okay.” Catching his father’s eye, Bernd gave him a slight nod of thanks. Taking his son by the hand, they calmly went upstairs.

Wolfgang went back to putting out the presents. Instead of opening them at midnight, they had been opening them up after dinner since Fritz was too young to stay up that late. When he was finished, he would shower and get into his new pair of pajamas. As soon as everyone was ready, they would sit and open their gifts.

Bernd and Fritz hurried back downstairs. Now dressed in their pajamas, they watched a holiday kids’ show on TV while they waited for the rest of the family to join them. Fritz was bursting with excitement, but he was easily distracted by the show. When Amber joined them, she thought father and son looked adorable in their pajamas and she took several pictures of them with her phone. Bernd had already taken several of her while she was changing into her new pajamas. By the time everyone was ready, Fritz had nodded off from the excitement.

“Should we move him?”

“Nah,” Amber said. “Let him sleep. Maybe he’ll wake up in a bit. We can always tuck him in bed later.”


Even though the gift opening was on hold for a bit, there was still a bit of a party atmosphere to the room. Bernd found a channel that was showing old Christmas movies, so they settled in and watched. Wolfgang made popcorn and Glühwein, adding to the festiveness.


( 8 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 28th, 2016 03:58 am (UTC)
Bookmarking to read when I get back into town in a few weeks - can't wait! :D
Jul. 28th, 2016 12:51 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Enjoy your vaycay out of town, n0t-chan! :D
Jul. 31st, 2016 08:23 pm (UTC)
Still my favorite. It's so cute!
Jul. 31st, 2016 11:34 pm (UTC)
Thanks, Kat! I'm glad you like it!! :D
Aug. 6th, 2016 03:28 am (UTC)
You're welcome, Kira!
Aug. 6th, 2016 10:42 pm (UTC)
Nov. 27th, 2016 09:29 pm (UTC)
Little kids in the nudist phase are a trip. This was adorable.
Nov. 27th, 2016 11:01 pm (UTC)
Yeah! *giggles* Thanks! :D
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