It's amazing the things you can find on the internet...I saw the summary of a fic as I was trying to get some inspiration for The Soul Mate, and it mentioned an Auto-Drabble Maker! I just had to try it out! Um...not exactly sure WHAT this is...but this is what it gave me...kinda like MadLibs from the 70s & 80s...erm...Enjoy?

I Saw Charlie Kissing Santa Claus

Harry woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one cuddly box that looked like a cloak.

Then Harry noticed that Charlie was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either.

Harry thought that he would surprise Charlie. Maybe even sneak up behind him and hold him on his shy leg. That always made Charlie sweet.

Harry crept jokingly down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its humorous lights, and the presents, heaped up shyly, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Charlie. Kissing someone.

Harry was so angry, he picked up a ring from a table and threw it timidly on their bed.

They both looked around.

"Charlie, you opalescent dragon!" Harry yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Harry looked and then rubbed his chest and looked again. It was Santa Claus.

"Let me explain," Charlie 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 shining kiss it was."

"Well, I suppose," Harry said curiously. "If he was under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be passionate."

That seemed reasonable. Harry went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.

Santa was the best kisser ever, like a pair of lovebirds cooped up in their nest. He made Harry's arm feel all effervescent.

"You see?" Charlie said sweetly and Harry saw. So they had a threeway.

Everybody's presents were late.