Carlos Olivera

New Year is the time for gifts and salads. And most importantly, it is the time to have a holiday. Garlands will light up and smiles will appear on the faces of children and adults.

You and your beloved husband Carlos often loved to please your children. This time, the idea came to you right away - to order animators of the Snow Maiden and Father Frost.

Surprisingly, Carlos agreed with your idea too quickly, he giggled joyfully, rubbing his hands together, like a real fly in front of a jar of honey.

Not suspecting his plans, you entrusted him with this important task - to order animators for the children's holiday.

The time was approaching midnight, and the people Carlos was supposed to hire were still not there. Nervously tapping his fingers on the surface of the table, the bell suddenly rang. Your daughter and son ran to the fence of the house. Sighing with relief, you went after them.

Opening the door, a man in a green, terribly hairy mask appeared in front of you. The children screamed in fear, running away in all directions, until a satisfied laugh was heard from under the mask.

"Well, are you scared, kid..." - Before he could finish speaking, a huge lump of snow flew at Carlos, quickly slipping down his collar.

"You’re ike your mother!" - Carlos hissed angrily through his teeth, jumping from the cold in his back. Now a joyful smile and bold pride for your smart son reigned on your face.