I know, I know! I said previously in a journal that I wasn't going to do any new arts before 2026, but my artistic vein finally came back! And I will take advantage of that. For the record, the little story bellow is not cannon. I am still working on the official origin stories for Lucas and my other OCs.
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It was December 23; Everyone was at the mall making last minute purchases for Christmas: Lucas, the angsty teenager; Miguel, the little brother; and Anna, the boy's mother. After visiting a couple of stores, Anna took little Miguel to visit Santa Paws. The line wasn't at all big, so both her and Miguel sat on the lap of big fella.

"Ho! Ho! Ho! What do you desire, little boy?" - Santa Paws first asked Miguel.

"I- I- I- I want a baby brother Santa." - Said Miguel, very happy to be sitting at Santa's lap.

"And you? Young lady?" - Santa asked Anna.

"I wish my older son, would be more well behaved." - Sighed Anna.

"And you, my boy? What would you like?" - Asked Santa Paws for Lucas.

"That this would end. You're not real, just a fantasy for young kids and babies." - Lucas said with a smirk.

That phrase upset Miguel.

"But- But- But... I am not a baby!" - Whimpered Miguel as both he and Anna left Santa's lap.

That angered Santa Paws.

"Well... Your gift is on its way." - Said Santa Paws as the strong old man grabbed Lucas and forcefully sat the teenager on his lap.

"LET ME GO! ARE YOU NUTS?" - Lucas complained.

Right before Anna and Miguel's eyes, Lucas begin to shrink and regress in age... Becoming a tiny baby. His clothes? Vanished, leaving him in just a Christmas themed diaper, with matching booties and mittens. The baby cried.

"Momma!" - Cried Lucas

"That's wonderful!" - Anna shed a tear of joy.

"Yay! I am the big brother now!" - Miguel cheered.

The family left happy, Anna carried now both of his boys at his arms.