Mischief Under the Mistletoe

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Jack walks in, his eyes scanning the chaos. His patience is running thin.
Alright, WHOSE STUFF is this?! Jack exclaims, his hands on his hips, frustration clear in his voice.
In the middle of the room, sitting on the floor, is a gleeful gnome, grinning from ear to ear. He clutches a glittering snow globe in his hands, clearly enjoying himself.
MINE, the gnome replies, his voice full of childish glee.
Jack squints, puzzled. What do you MEAN MINE? Where did you GET all this from?
The gnome rocks back and forth on his heels, giggling mischievously. Hehe...hehe...
Jack’s eyes narrow. STOP SMILING and give me that GLOBE. What does it say on it? From FRANK to LOUISE with LOVE? WAIT... is this the NEIGHBORS CHRISTMAS PRESENTS?!
The gnome shrugs innocently, his grin growing wider. Hehehe.
Jack stares in disbelief. What in the HELL? You have been STEALING the neighbors Christmas presents?!The gnome clutches the snow globe tighter, his eyes twinkling. NO! MINE!
Jack crosses his arms, voice stern. You are going to RETURN all of this, RIGHT NOW! Or I am calling the POLICE! The gnome suddenly points upward, his grin turning devilish. YOURS!
Jack blinks, confused. What did you just say??
The gnome snickers, bouncing on his feet. YOUR HOUSE! YOUR ATTIC! Hehehe!
Jack’s eyes widen in realization. WAIT... all this JUNK... YOU HAVE been RAIDING MY ATTIC?!
The gnome nods enthusiastically, still grinning like a child caught with candy. Hehehe.
Furious, Jack points a finger at the gnome. You LITTLE @#$%! Come HERE!
The gnome takes off running, clutching the snow globe to his chest. CATCH ME IF YOU CAN, HOOMAN! Hehehehe! Jack lunges after him, knocking over a precarious stack of knick-knacks. I am going to get you!The gnome laughs, darting nimbly under furniture, his giggles echoing through the room. You can try, HOOMAN!
Jack stumbles over the clutter, muttering under his breath. Damn it!
The gnome disappears through a crack in the wall, still laughing. SEE YOU SOON, HOOMAN!
Jack slumps down against a pile of junk, exhausted. He looks around at the pile of random items. He picks up a coffee mug from the floor that reads, WORLDS BEST ORGANIZER and shakes his head with a sigh. Yeah, right.Minutes later, Jack notices something strange under the couch. A piece of paper. He reaches down and pulls it out, unfolding it to reveal a note in shaky handwriting:
Thanks for the fun, hooman! See you next Christmas!
Jack stares at the note in disbelief, a mix of frustration and amusement crossing his face. He cannot help but chuckle. What have I gotten myself into? he mutters, shaking his head.
He cannot help but wonder what next Christmas will bring. After all, if there is one thing he has learned, it is that life with a mischievous gnome is never boring.