Xmas Card Contest: American Break!

A Story by Abishai100

A movie translation of a Schwarzenegger 'mod-classic' featuring an 'ethnic' diction by Xmas-season Ego-docs.

Quick follow-up to that 'dark' Xmas-short with this bright one inspired by the holiday-film Jingle All the Way (Arnold Schwarzenegger), which I think you'll like,

DISCLAIMER: All the images used herein in this work of cinema-fanfiction for Xmas reflect no formal/legal ties to the representative person(s)/bodies and therefore comprise a work of 'personal' expression/sketch (with no 'commercial' academics).

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It was Christmas in Chicago, and I wanted to keep the spirits up with a special sports-card treasure double-set 'treasure' for my son Damian. My name's Amlan Satan, and I'm a mall exec and buddies with the shopping-center sports-card(s) store and ordered a very cool 'Strike-Force' Randall Cunningham post-Eagles career (Viking-transfer!) double-set (Upper Deck) sports-market 'gem' for my son Damian but learned the store kept the set as a special giveaway AD-race event.

After I learned the mall-store was doing the special Cunningham 'Strike-Force' post-Eagles career Super Bowl 'vision' (Upper Deck) card treasure 'giveaway' contest, I knew I'd have to out-match dozens of competitors in 'chess-stalemate' that Xmas-Chicago season to deliver something to Damian I promised --- holiday magic (ha).

EZZY (Wife): With our new baby here now, Damian will think more about his own gifts/treasures; so pleased you're doing this.

AMLAN (Me): Anything for our beloved family, darling Esmerelda (ha).

Esmerelda meanwhile got me this 'fantastic' Xmas-themed antique chess-set from Transylvania, and I knew I'd have to 'match' her acumen for Xmas-magic with this human race expression of consumerism frenzy and beat-out anyone who sought to 'win' that Strike-Force pro-football spirits card-treasure in the Windy-City mall (hmm).

DAMIAN: Dad, you have to get that 'double-set' for the holidays for our tree-gift area now; please don't lose the i-contest.

"Dear Damian, I'm regretting to inform you I lost the contest to some lunatic post-office worker who got to the store raffle 'event' just one leg ahead of me and 'snatched' the double-set from my very 'alien' hands" (Amlan) --- that's not the note I wanted my son to get this Xmas from the mall I'd worked in all year-long in anticipation of this holiday-season charm (whoa).

That post-office worker who'd been running leg-to-leg against me happened to be my Algerian-American neighbor Elia, and I didn't intend to lose to him so he and his wife would boast to my wife (Ezzy) that he had more 'gusto' or 'gate' to get that Strike-Force 'giant' in the very-mall I worked in as a dutiful social-media loving man-of-commerce (hmm).