[ WP ] After a screw up occurs at the post office , Santa starts receiving damned souls while Satan is stuck with thousands of wish lists .

Satan sat slumped on his throne, glaring at the UPS delivery guy. 
 
 `` You know this is n't mine. Come on man..'' He says but the driver simply throws the mail sack back at him and sprints in terror back to his truck. Satan watches the taillights, the driver hightailing it to the highway back home. 
 Slowly shaking his head Satan drags the sack twoard him and flicks through the letters with `` Santa'' written in everything from crayon to ( what looks like ) mustard on the front. He decides he does n't want to know if that really is just mustard and begins reading. 
 
 The letters are surprisingly sweet... Earnest. There is the occasional brat but most are genuine. 
 
 Satan is n't sure what to do... Santa is n't about to respond to anything from him to arrange a switch but these kids will go without otherwise. Satan is n't all horrible, someone has to keep the balance. 
'No, these ca n't go unanswered.' He thinks.'At least the good ones'... 
 
 He calls Baal over. 
 `` I have the strangest thing for you to do today...'' 
 
 
 Back in the north pole, Santa is not having a good day. The elves had a flu run rampant and they are way behind! The UPS driver with the wrong package sat shaking after receiving the stern but calm lecture of a lifetime. 
 
 `` You ca n't take them back?'' 
 `` No.. No sir'' 
 
 `` Well then... Leave'em here I guess.'' 
 As the driver makes his escape, Santa's gaze passes over the pile of coal waiting to be shoved in stockings. He has an idea and calls an elf over. 
 
 `` Bring the coal back to the boiler room. The naughty kids are gon na get nasty surprises this year...''
