He promised he'd be nice to Kean AND the new tree that was set up in the living room.

He lied...

... on both accounts.

Sadly, Zombie forgot to go to the mall to tell Santa what he wanted OR write him a letter, what with not being allowed to leave the house AND not being able to write. So, he simply visited Santa on top of the fridge and let him know.

Zombie made sure to get to sleep early so he could get up just as early, and maybe catch Santa and likely attack him. He thought that would help. He's not too smart.

But, he didn't quite wake up early enough. Oh well. Still, 6am is PRETTY early.

He couldn't wait to tear open his presents... to the point that he first tore open Kean's present. Oh well. It was the same present anyways.

He loved his presents. Kean, on the other hand, mostly loved wrapping paper and avoiding Zombie while he killed his new toys.

But perhaps the biggest winner of Christmas was all the garbage. Zombie loves garbage.