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Work. That's all I do, 24-7 363 days a week.

Why 364 you ask? Simple. That day is Christmas.. The ONLY day of the year I put down my cell phone, my pager, my laptop. And spend time with my brother. Uninterrupted by work. It can pose as a problem sometimes. As everyone knows, I am married to my job.

Last Christmas was a bust. I forgot. In my disarray of work, school, and card games, I forgot about Christmas. It wasn't until Christmas day was I able to go shopping. My brother forgave me, knowing how hard I work, but I didn't forgive myself. He thought Santa didn't come. He came up with the explanation that Santa probably got too busy like me. I let him believe it. But, this year I vowed not to forget. For the life of me, not forget Christmas again.

The night of December 24th Rowland and I were talking and he mentioned to me that it Christmas Eve. I had forgotten, again. But this time I was not so much out of luck. I quickly started rummaging through my house. Where would my brother put his Christmas list?!  Never mind that. I'm his brother. I should KNOW what he wants. I don't need the list.

I tell our maids, and servants to search the house for his list. I would hate to forget anything on it… So at 9 o'clock, I ran to every department store I could find. Sadly. None were open. I began to panic when I realized, I'm a 16 year old billionaire. I could get into anything I wanted to whenever I wanted to. All I had to call in a few favors, and before 2 am. I finished my shopping, wrapping and everything was under the tree.

Exhausted, I sat down on a recliner. It was in between the cushion did I find a letter. Addressed to Santa Claus.
Dear Santa,
I promise I've been a very good boy. I really have. I haven't gotten on Seto's nerves (too much) and so for Christmas I want a new racecar, some trading cards, a puppy, and LOTS of new video games.

But most of all, Santa, I want my brother to  be able to relax. I know he's really busy and all and I just want him to be able to be happy.

Sincerely,
Mokuba Kaiba
I was truly touched by my brother's affection. It was then, I put my brother's letter down. And went to bed.

The Next morning, I woke up to my brother, jumping on my bed.

"Seto! Seto! Santa came! Santa came! I wonder what he brought us!" Me. I forgot to get anything for myself. In order to not kill the idea that Santa Claus was actually me. I continuously bought presents for myself. He was 8 maybe he was old enough to know… I looked into my brother's very innocent, very naïve face. He was defiantly not old enough yet.

After Mokuba opened up all the presents. He looked at me and asked, "What did Santa get you."

"Santa-" Rowland handed a box to me complete with a little bow. "Santa's gift to me is right here." I would have to thank Rowland later. I opened it wondering and in it, and after I got it open I looked to see… nothing. There wasn't any need to be. I got exactly what I wanted. My brother, excited and happy.

Work that's all I do. 24/7 364 days a week. What's that one day you ask? Christmas.

Description
Work. That's all I do, 24-7 363 days a week.

Why 364 you ask? Simple. That day is Christmas.. The ONLY day of the year I put down my cell phone, my pager, my laptop. And spend time with my brother. Uninterrupted by work. It can pose as a problem sometimes. As everyone knows, I am married to my job.

Last Christmas was a bust. I forgot. In my disarray of work, school, and card games, I forgot about Christmas. It wasn't until Christmas day was I able to go shopping. My brother forgave me, knowing how hard I work, but I didn't forgive myself. He thought Santa didn't come. He came up with the explanation that Santa probably got too busy like me. I let him believe it. But, this year I vowed not to forget. For the life of me, not forget Christmas again.

The night of December 24th Rowland and I were talking and he mentioned to me that it Christmas Eve. I had forgotten, again. But this time I was not so much out of luck. I quickly started rummaging through my house. Where would my brother put his Christmas list?!  Never mind that. I'm his brother. I should KNOW what he wants. I don't need the list.

I tell our maids, and servants to search the house for his list. I would hate to forget anything on it… So at 9 o'clock, I ran to every department store I could find. Sadly. None were open. I began to panic when I realized, I'm a 16 year old billionaire. I could get into anything I wanted to whenever I wanted to. All I had to call in a few favors, and before 2 am. I finished my shopping, wrapping and everything was under the tree.

Exhausted, I sat down on a recliner. It was in between the cushion did I find a letter. Addressed to Santa Claus.
Dear Santa,
I promise I've been a very good boy. I really have. I haven't gotten on Seto's nerves (too much) and so for Christmas I want a new racecar, some trading cards, a puppy, and LOTS of new video games.

But most of all, Santa, I want my brother to  be able to relax. I know he's really busy and all and I just want him to be able to be happy.

Sincerely,
Mokuba Kaiba
I was truly touched by my brother's affection. It was then, I put my brother's letter down. And went to bed.

The Next morning, I woke up to my brother, jumping on my bed.

"Seto! Seto! Santa came! Santa came! I wonder what he brought us!" Me. I forgot to get anything for myself. In order to not kill the idea that Santa Claus was actually me. I continuously bought presents for myself. He was 8 maybe he was old enough to know… I looked into my brother's very innocent, very naïve face. He was defiantly not old enough yet.

After Mokuba opened up all the presents. He looked at me and asked, "What did Santa get you."

"Santa-" Rowland handed a box to me complete with a little bow. "Santa's gift to me is right here." I would have to thank Rowland later. I opened it wondering and in it, and after I got it open I looked to see… nothing. There wasn't any need to be. I got exactly what I wanted. My brother, excited and happy.

Work that's all I do. 24/7 364 days a week. What's that one day you ask? Christmas.