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- Herausgeber: Books on Demand
- Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019
Have you ever wanted to find out why Santa missed Christmas, why he had to take public transportation to the north pole, why he needed a magical snowman to defeat his evil twin brother and why he made friends with a snow angel? You have? Then enjoy these four hilarious Christmassy short stories about Santa, his foes and his friends!
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„Ohohoh my head!“ Santa moaned loudly. He was lying spread-eagled on the floor of his workshop. His pajamas were rumpled, his hair was standing on end and he kept his eyes shut tight. His little elves were strewn about the room: on windowsills, tables and chairs, on closets and cabinets, in flower pots and buckets, in cups and bottles and every other conceivable surface. Taking up the rest of the space were thousands of wrapped gifts, big and small, bulky and flat, round and square and everything in between. The fire in the furnace had long burned down to cold ashes and the icy draft from the open window had finally brought Santa back to life. It was freezing in the workshop and he was shivering terribly. He cracked one eye open and moaned again. Slowly turning his head he saw an empty Prosecco bottle sitting beside him and memories came slowly flooding back: the elves and he had actually managed, for the very first time in history, to make and wrap all of the gifts for all of the children around the world without having to stress, without forgetting anything (and then having to improvise later) and with time to spare. Having been so proud of themselves for not screwing anything up, they had got out a couple of bottles of Prosecco for Santa and a few bottles of mulled wine for the elves and started celebrating. One of the elves cranked up the music at some point and from that moment on Santa's recollection became rather fuzzy and vague. „Oh boy!“ he croaked and his tongue felt swollen, dry and furry. „That was the stupidest, silliest, dumbest and most foolish idea I've ever had,“ he chided himself quietly because everything else would make his head explode. He rolled onto his side and sat up gingerly. When the dizziness had subsided he groped for something to hold on to, found a cabinet and carefully pulled himself onto his feet. Swaying slightly, he surveyed the chaos. „We should have stuck to milk and hot cocoa to celebrate our success with.....OK, first things first. Water, shower, dress, clean up.“
After Santa had downed at least a gallon of water, showered and dressed most of the elves were awake, too. They closed the window, started the fire, collected the empty bottles, wiped the dirty surfaces, closed the drawers, cabinets and closets and picked up all the gifts. „What day is today?“ one of the elves suddenly asked.
„It's Christmas Day,“ Santa rumbled. Silence. „It's Christmas Day!“ Santa then bellowed. „I forgot Christmas! Quick! Load the sleigh, harness the reindeer! I must deliver the gifts, like, now!“
The elves were running around like headless chickens, trying to follow all of Santa's orders at once while Santa was wiggling into his suit and boots. The sun was high in the sky when he finally mounted his sleigh and gave free rein to his reindeer, who left the north pole at lightening speed.
