Okay, I did not read mine yet, but I will once I post this.
And I could not think of any names, so I used Craig.
I Saw Craig Kissing Santa Claus Gilda woke up in the middle of the night. She was thirsty and so she decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, she couldn't wait to see her presents. There was one only box that looked like a lemon. Then Gilda noticed that Craig was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either. Gilda thought that she would surprise Craig. Maybe even sneak up behind him and punch him on his perky butt. That always made Craig dirty. Gilda crept abnormally down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its jealous lights, and the presents, heaped up bitterly, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Craig. Kissing someone. Gilda was so angry, she picked up a egg from a table and threw it awkwardly at a glance. They both looked around. "Craig, you ugly Penguin!" Gilda yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Gilda looked and then rubbed her face and looked again. It was Santa Claus. "Let me explain," Craig said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe." "Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course he had to give me a kiss. And what a perfect kiss it was." "Well, I suppose," Gilda said randomly. "If he was under the mistletoe." "Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be beautiful." That seemed reasonable. Gilda went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa. Santa was the best kisser ever, a laugh in the sea of sadness. He made Gilda's shoulder feel all illegal. "You see?" Craig said unfortunately and Gilda saw. So they had a threeway. Everybody's presents were late.