‘SANTA!’ Neon cheered.
‘And what would you like for Chris-?’ Santa began, but he stopped when he saw the mess in the Halloween section.
‘IT’s MY SEASON NOW!’ he bellowed, before bouncing off. ‘MIIIIIIIINE!’
Neon watched, amazed, as he scooped up the roller-skating vampires and the zombies and the tiny ghost witches, and all the fingers, plucked the gravestones from the floor and disassembled the coffins, collected the cauldrons and rounded up the pumpkins.