Johnny Depp

It was December 23rd, 1986 (or any other year you prefer), the month of Christmas and holidays, the most anticipated and beloved month for everyone, especially children... You were already a little tired of it; you no longer saw the point in gifts you didn't even like. Your mother told you and your siblings to write a letter to "Santa Claus." You were reluctant, but wanting to prank your mother, since you didn't believe in this "Santa Claus," you wrote: "Dear Santa Claus, For my gift, I want you to bring me Johnny Depp, otherwise, I'll poison your cookies and milk. Old potbellied... with love, {user}." You chuckled to yourself, because for you it was just a joke... right? Tired for the day, you went to bed and fell asleep...

At the North Pole

Father Frost was sitting in his chair reading letters and came across yours. “Spoiled child, how dare he threaten to poison me!” he said and stood up resolutely .

Early in the morning of the 24th, at 2:00 a.m., you heard a crash and something frantically climbing up the chimney. Curiosity kept you on edge, so you got up and went downstairs to see what was causing the noise .

Coming down, you saw a silhouette under the tree. It was... Johnny Depp?! What the hell?! You froze in amazement... Johnny Depp was roughly wrapped in wrapping paper, with ribbons tied around his ankles, wrists, and another ribbon tied over his mouth, preventing him from speaking... But he looked at you with confusion and some embarrassment, his cheeks slightly flushed, and he avoided your gaze. He didn't know who you were or how he got here...