Difference in Process

The skies once again turn brighter. The children on the streets are all running around, playing with the snow that's already piling up on the streets. The sound of children playing can be heard from far away. The situation is similar in a certain mansion. A kid around the age of 7 is already running about on the hall with a few servants chasing up to him.

"Young Master, it's time for breakfast."

The young kid face scrunched up. "Later, I wanna meet my daddy."

"Master is busy," one of the servants, Kein, tried to persuade, but the young boy had running towards his father room. Inside the neat room is his father, looking to the mirror to fix his tie."

"Juan, what is it?" the man asked with brow creased. The servant behind the boy hurriedly tries to take the boy away, but the kid is struggling hard.

"Daddy, today is 25 of December, will Daddy accompany Juan for playing?" the boy put a puppy like eyes as he looks towards his father.

The man sighed. "Father is busy, today father have to go to work."

"But, Daddy had promised!"

"Next time, okay?"

The man messed up the little boy hair. Juan looks at his father with watery eyes. He breaks free from the servant arms and run towards his room. Kein sighed and looks with sympathetic expression.

Ever since the Madam died, Master had always works too hard. It's hard for Young Master.

Juan curled up in his bed. He wants his father to accompany him play again like in the past.

He looks towards the children book by his side. The front page is a picture of Santa giving a kid present. Juan remembers that his mother used to tell him a story about Santa giving good kids rewards.

I'm a good kid, he will definitely reward me!

"Young Master? What are you doing?" Kein is surprised to see Juan writing on a paper and fold it carefully.

Juan looks towards Kein with excited expression. "Help me post it! It must be done today!"

Kein looks towards the envelope with suspicious expression. But, he cannot fight against those puppy eyes of his Young Master. Kein took the envelope and headed towards the mailbox and post the letter.

…

Underworld.

"Mister Satan, you have a mail."

Satan, who is busy playing with some valuable stones lying on the floor, turned his head at that word. Who would be sending him messages? He's sure that his old friends are all busy. The bad fairy is plotting to snatch his brother fairy powder. The ogres are in their hibernation period. Or, probably the bad witches? He's sure that they told him that they are brewing some weird potion.

"Who is it?"

Satan took it, but in the next second he almost burst out laughing.

Dear Satan, today is 25 December. I'm already being a good kid this year and I have some list that I wish you granted:

1. I wish my father can accompany me today

2. I wish a new book for my father to read for me

3. I want my father to stay at home more often

Juan

"This kid, are you sure that you're not sending this to Santa," Satan laughed. He looks towards the stones scattered on the floor. "But, it has been some time since I have some fun. Why not entertain this kid?"

Satan laughed as he walked off his dwelling, his mind thinking of a few plots.

…

Juan father, Harold, got into his office early. He strode inside and goes straight to his desk.

"Manager, there are some report you need to look."

"Bring it here."

As Harold is working as usual, Satan watches from outside. Now, what should he wreck?

Harold didn't expect that he will be interrupted during his work time that afternoon. One of the employees runs to his office with pale face.

"Manager, the market is dropping!"

Harold looks alarmed. "How can that be? This is 25 December!"

"I… I don't know."

Rummaging through many reports and making countless call, Harold cannot believe that he had failed. His boss would surely be angry at him for this result. He didn't know what had gone wrong with his planning.

Walking down the stairs with pale expression, he suddenly stepped on something and fall down the stairs.

"Manager!"

Harold feels that today is his worst day ever. After failing in his plan, now even he falls down the stairs. The company hurriedly sends him to the hospital and the doctor looks at him with apologetic expression.

"There is a fracture on your feet. You won't be able to walk for a few days at the very least."

"Thank you Doc," Harold said helplessly. With his career has been on rise before, now this will surely makes the other surpasses him. The doctor tells him some of the things he needs to be caution of before leaving the man.

Harold looks at the item that makes him slipped down the stairs. Unexpectedly, it's a book, a children book. How could this kind of book appear at the company?

While he was thinking, the door opened. "Master!"

"Father!" Juan runs towards the bed where his father lies down with teary eyes. He wants his father to stay with him, but he doesn't want his father to get hurt. He thinks about his wish to Santa, this is not what he wants.

Harold strokes the boys head. This is already night and it will be the young boy bed time soon. He looks towards the book on his hand. How long has it been since the last time he reads any book for Juan?

When he lost his wife, he thought that he cannot bear with it and pushed himself harder on working. But, working hadn't made him feel any better. Seeing his own son whom he had neglected for some time, he feels bad. Maybe, this is time to spend more time with him.

"Juan, father is fine," Harold said softly.

Juan looks towards the cast on his father feet. "But, this one?"

"It's only temporary. Come over here, this is already your bed time. Father will read you a story."

Juan eyes lit up. He climbed onto the bed where his father lie down and snuggled close to him as Harold started reading the book. The incident may caught him off guard, but at least, he still get to spend the night with his father reading him a book. It didn't take long before the boy falls asleep.

RING! RING!

"Yes?"

"Manager Harold, you will be in suspense for 2 weeks from now. You better think for a way to amend yourself if you want to go back!"

Harold looks towards the boy by his side. "CEO, I'm quitting."

"What? Are you kidding? How many years have you stay here and now you suddenly quit?"

"Yes, I'm sorry for my impulse. I'm hanging up."

"Hey…"

PIP!

Harold looks towards the stunned Kein and laughed. "I have saved up quite some money. It's not too late to search for job later. At least, during this winter holiday, I will stay with my son."

"Master…"

He was tired with all the works. Now, he can relax with his son more. As for the work, he can think about it later.

Outside, Satan laughed. "So, what do you think of my presents little boy? Kekeke, it has been a long time since I have this much fun. Now~ where should I make more mess?"

The End.