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“Hey, uh, what's this?” Gosalyn called out.
Drake looked up to the loft, where Gosalyn was holding a giant white dog stuffed animal. He let out a sigh. “Where did you find that?”
Gosalyn smirked. “In the window seal behind W.A.N.D.A.. It was up there as if someone HID it there on purpose. After all, that's kinda out of reach and its a toy, so it couldn't have gotten there on its own.”
“And why were you up there?” Drake asked.
“I was chilling in the loft and I spotted something white behind W.A.N.D.A. So I decided to investigate,” Gosalyn said with a shrug. She wrapped her arms around it and headed down the stairs to stand in front of Drake. “So,” she dragged the word out. “Who's it for? Its not exactly Launchpad's style, but no one else really comes here often enough for you to hide it.”
Drake smiled softly. “Well, its for you. I was going to give it to you for Christmas and that was a temporary hiding spot until I found someplace better...”
Gosalyn froze and looked up at him, a confused look on her face. “For me? But why?”
Drake blinked. “Oh? I should have asked if you celebrated Christmas! Launchpad celebrates Hanukkah, so I should have asked what you celebrated! I could give you it as a gift for whatever you celebrate, or if you don't celebrate I could-”
“No, I celebrate Christmas...but why would you buy me a gift?” Gosalyn asked.
Drake looked at Gosalyn in shock. “Why wouldn't I buy you a gift?”
“Because we're not exactly family? I'm a kid you took in because I needed somewhere to go and I stayed because well, you offered me a place to stay and you're helping me find my grandpa,” Gosalyn said. She petted the head of the toy dog in her arms. “I know you care about me, I just didn't expect you to spend money on a gift for me...”
Drake smiled. “You're a kid going through a lot right now and I figured you'd like to, you know, be a kid. Besides, I care about you and why wouldn't I take the time and money to make sure you know that. I may not be your original family, but I hope for the holiday season, you're willing to let me treat you as if you were my kid.” He crouched down and opened his arms for a hug.
Gosalyn felt tears well up in her eyes and she leaned into him to accept the hug. She felt him wrap his arms around her. “Thanks,” she muttered.
“No problem. Now, do you want the toy now or do you want to wait until Christmas? I promise there'll be more surprises in store if you're worried about not being surprised on Christmas,” Drake said.
“I can wait until Christmas,” Gosalyn muttered. They sat there for another minute before Gosalyn spoke up again. “Does this mean I have to buy you something?”
Drake chuckled. “No, you don't have to.”
Gosalyn hummed. “I'm going to anyways. Maybe, I'll get Launchpad and Dewey to help.”
“That sounds dangerous...”