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"No Christmas Without Santa," by Gary Cuba


Mommy told me that Christmas was coming soon, and asked me if I remembered last year’s Christmas, back at our home base on Ceres. I said yes! I did. There were neat toys that I got from Santa Claus!

But I don’t know if Santa can find me this year. Daddy drove his space ship with us way out here, a buncha months ago. He said we were per’specting for good stuff in the ast’roid belt.

I thought it was gonna be a vacation, but no. Mommy said I’d have to keep up with my school work on my ‘puter. And part of that was writing a “jurnal,” where I was supposed to enter things that I thought of every single day. So that’s what I been doing.

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Daddy put up a “tree” in the control room. He made it out of spare wire and empty mylar food packages. It was pretty.

Later, I sat with Mommy and Daddy, listening to Christmas Carols playing on the ship’s ‘puter. After that, we all went to our sleep racks.

But I can’t sleep. I’m worried that Santa can’t get into our sealed ship. I know Daddy told me never to fiddle with the outside port konneckshun controls, but I think I can reach them if I stand on a box or something.

I just heard reindeer hooves on the ship’s hull! Mommy and Daddy are asleep, so I’m gonna let Santa in now to deliver his toys.



Gary Cuba lives with the smartest person he ever met (his wife, that is) and a teeming horde of freeloading domestic critters in South Carolina, USA. Besides numerous appearances in Stupefying Stories, his quirky short fiction has been published in more than a hundred magazines and anthologies, including Nature Futures, Daily Science Fiction, Universe Annex/Grantville Gazette and Penumbra. See http://www.thefoggiestnotion.com to find links to some of his other work and to learn more about him.

Gary has been a regular contributor to Stupefying Stories and SHOWCASE since the beginning, starting with “Oogie Tucker’s Mission” in our third issue, continuing with “Going Out With a Bang” and “Nonsense 101” in the now out-of-print Stupefying Stories issues 1.9 and 1.10 and “Seek Vista” in SHOWCASE #1 (back when SHOWCASE was a weekly webzine), continuing with “Bottoms Up” and “Product Flaw” in SHOWCASE and “The Anniversary Gift” in Stupefying Stories 1.14, and most recently with “Alas, Poor Lippa, We Once Knew Thee Well,” one of the last stories we published in SHOWCASE before we decided to reintegrate it with StupeyfingStories.com.

If the column alignment has worked as it should, Stupefying Stories 1.14 (March 2015, cover story “50-Foot Romance,” by Eric J. Juneau), should be visible in the right column right about now. Do us a favor and click through to it, would you? 

1 comment:

Pete Wood said...

Baby, it's cold outside!

Nice. Merry Christmas to you too!