Krampus had watched the couples house fill and fill every years until kids were about to spill. Most years the traditions remained the same, though some were already pretty strange. Chop Suey was served for a special treat, odd for a Mexican Irish family to like to eat. One son often cooked eggs pickled in beets, most would have preferred to lick feet.
Krampus would be sad when they were gone, then only a lesser Christmas could be drawn. Sad for the Kids who wouldn't get to see, Christmas everywhere even a Crystal tree. Boys would wonder over a hot wheel covered twig draped with lights, two feet big. For the girls one decked in dolls, and merriness everywhere though the halls.
If the monster could save some in his mind maybe it wouldn't be lost ever in time. The beast wished he could save some Christmases that were oh so grand, not to have traditions pass from the land.
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