Innocence

It was the night before Christmas morning, and all through the house, not a creature stirred - except for a mouse-like girl.

Brooklyn was eight years old. She had brown hair, and brilliant blue eyes. Her long hair went down her back and was often in a pony tail, two pigtails, or a braid. 

Brooklyn crept down the stairs, her eyes flitting back and forth as she took each step. Finally she reached the end, and turned to the living room's archway.

Finally, she thought to herself. I'm going to catch Santa! The living room was dark, but the soft glow from the Christmas tree illuminated her features. The Christmas tree was lit up, even at the late hour, and decorated beautifully. Brooklyn had spent hours working on it the day before.

Brooklyn's eyes darted from the Christmas tree to the table beside the tree. Sure enough, the cookies were gone - only crumbs remained - and the milk had been drunk. She smiled widely, and whirled around when she heard another sound. However, this was no weird sound. In fact, it was rather familiar.

It sounded like when her mama kissed papa.

Brooklyn peered forward, noticing two figures pressed together as if they were kissing.

"Santa?" she called. "It's me, Brooklyn."

The two figures pulled apart.

"Mama? Why're you kissin' Santa Claus?" Brooklyn demanded, rushing forward into her mother's waiting arms.

"Brooklyn sweetheart, why aren't you asleep?" Mama asked, in a scolding voice. "I was hoping to keep this up for another year."

"Keep what up mama?" Brooklyn frowned. Mama pressed a hand into Brooklyn's cheek affectionately, and Brooklyn smiled giggling a little.

"Um, the truth is..." Mama said slowly, gesturing to Santa.

Santa took off his beard, making Brooklyn gasp. Then he took off his glasses, and his red hat, as well.

"Papa!" She exclaimed. "Where's Santa? How'd you do that?" She asked in shock.

"Erm," Papa and Mama both shifted uncomfortably. "The truth is, darling, you're a wizard."

Brooklyn's mouth dropped open. "I'm a wizard? Then how did papa... Oh, is papa a wizard too? Mama, are you?" Brooklyn asked quickly all in a rush.

Mama opened her mouth to respond, when all of a sudden, a green looking monster came into the living room.

Papa and Mama both hurriedly hid Brooklyn behind their bodies, forming a wall of anger.

"This would have been easier, Erin, if you'd accepted my suit." The green monster said angrily.

"I didn't love you." Erin, who was Brooklyn's own mama, said just as angrily. "It's not my fault Aaron stole my heart, Greyson!"

Greyson, who was the green monster, yelled in fury as Aaron lurched forward, trying to hit Greyson.

It didn't work.

Greyson ended up killing Aaron.

"Are you feeling any different now towards me?" Greyson asked Erin angrily.

"Murderous." Erin assured the monster.

Brooklyn was stood there, in shock.

"What a shame."

Erin wrapped her arms around Brooklyn and Brooklyn was then teleported into a safe room.

What a shame that meant Erin's death.