the usual street lights and sounds . But as the city should have been unfolding below , they saw only darkness .
“ Twinkle check the GPS , make sure we’re on course , ” Santa told his helper .
“ We should be on course , straight down is the first apartment building on the list , ” Twinkle replied in confusion .
“ Well I can’t see a single thing . Rudolph would have trouble finding his way with all of this darkness . I haven’t seen such blackness since the 1700’s . At least back then I didn’t have to worry about sky scrapers , jets , and satellite dishes .
“ Donner and Blitzen ! ” Santa shouted to his lead reindeer . “We’re making an old fashion landing . Be careful up there . ”
They started going down , circling the building to make sure they would land properly . Finally they landed with a soft thud on the snowy rooftop . Santa grabbed his large sack from the back of the sled . Only two children had been good in this building . He shook his head . It was always so sad to see good children turn bad . Well he had some coal that would hopefully set them straight .
“ Um , Santa , ” Twinkle said nervously .
“ Yes Twinkle ? ”
“ Uh , I think I can hear something , ” his large ears twitched nervously . “It sounds like moaning . ”
“ Well I know I can’t hear nearly as well as you . But don’t worry , I’m sure nothing will happen . I just have to make a quick run and we’ll be back in the air in no time . ” Santa headed to the furnace’s exhaust pipe . “Just stay with the sled Twinkle , and find out where we need to go next , ” Santa waved good bye .
He looked at the pipe , and crossed his eyes . Placing his hand on the opening he tapped the side of his nose . Once , twice , three times , and vanished down the pipe . He travelled too quickly for the eye to see as he went down each floor of the building . Sensing where the good little boy was he made a detour , and ended up inside the cramped apartment .
Santa shook himself once , and then he did it again . He looked around a little dizzy from his travel . The house was a mess , t he tree had been knocked down , and most of the presents where smushed . For some reason the couch was placed against the door .
This would not do , he thought shaking his head . He pointed at the tree , and twirled his wrist . The broken ornaments pulled themselves together , and the tree heaved back up into position . He glared at the broken presents and shook his finger at them , like he was scolding them for being bad . The wrapping paper rewrapped itself , and the boxes became square . Finally they formed themselves under the tree as neatly as toy soldiers at attention .
He rubbed his hands together . Much better , just like they should be . Now time for the presents . He reached into the bag , and thought what would be the best toy , for a good little boy . A present appeared in his hand , a baseball bat with a bright blue ribbon . This would be a fine present .
He put it under the tree , making sure it would be seen , as soon as a little boy walked into the room . His hand was halfway in the bag a second time when he heard a noise behind him .
A child , or a parent ? He liked either one . The adults would stand open mouth ; not believing what they were seeing . That always gave him a good laugh , sometimes he gave them a chocolate just to see them squirm . If it was a child , they’d look at him , wide eyed with awe and joy . He’d give them a candy cane , or small toy ; pat them on the head , and send them to bed .
He turned smiling , ready to give them a kindly chuckle and tell them they should be asleep . His smile dropped from his face when he saw the person .
It was a woman , dressed liked she had just gotten home from a work . A white blouse that was stained a dark red . Black pants ripped and shredded below the knees . Santa
“ Twinkle check the GPS , make sure we’re on course , ” Santa told his helper .
“ We should be on course , straight down is the first apartment building on the list , ” Twinkle replied in confusion .
“ Well I can’t see a single thing . Rudolph would have trouble finding his way with all of this darkness . I haven’t seen such blackness since the 1700’s . At least back then I didn’t have to worry about sky scrapers , jets , and satellite dishes .
“ Donner and Blitzen ! ” Santa shouted to his lead reindeer . “We’re making an old fashion landing . Be careful up there . ”
They started going down , circling the building to make sure they would land properly . Finally they landed with a soft thud on the snowy rooftop . Santa grabbed his large sack from the back of the sled . Only two children had been good in this building . He shook his head . It was always so sad to see good children turn bad . Well he had some coal that would hopefully set them straight .
“ Um , Santa , ” Twinkle said nervously .
“ Yes Twinkle ? ”
“ Uh , I think I can hear something , ” his large ears twitched nervously . “It sounds like moaning . ”
“ Well I know I can’t hear nearly as well as you . But don’t worry , I’m sure nothing will happen . I just have to make a quick run and we’ll be back in the air in no time . ” Santa headed to the furnace’s exhaust pipe . “Just stay with the sled Twinkle , and find out where we need to go next , ” Santa waved good bye .
He looked at the pipe , and crossed his eyes . Placing his hand on the opening he tapped the side of his nose . Once , twice , three times , and vanished down the pipe . He travelled too quickly for the eye to see as he went down each floor of the building . Sensing where the good little boy was he made a detour , and ended up inside the cramped apartment .
Santa shook himself once , and then he did it again . He looked around a little dizzy from his travel . The house was a mess , t he tree had been knocked down , and most of the presents where smushed . For some reason the couch was placed against the door .
This would not do , he thought shaking his head . He pointed at the tree , and twirled his wrist . The broken ornaments pulled themselves together , and the tree heaved back up into position . He glared at the broken presents and shook his finger at them , like he was scolding them for being bad . The wrapping paper rewrapped itself , and the boxes became square . Finally they formed themselves under the tree as neatly as toy soldiers at attention .
He rubbed his hands together . Much better , just like they should be . Now time for the presents . He reached into the bag , and thought what would be the best toy , for a good little boy . A present appeared in his hand , a baseball bat with a bright blue ribbon . This would be a fine present .
He put it under the tree , making sure it would be seen , as soon as a little boy walked into the room . His hand was halfway in the bag a second time when he heard a noise behind him .
A child , or a parent ? He liked either one . The adults would stand open mouth ; not believing what they were seeing . That always gave him a good laugh , sometimes he gave them a chocolate just to see them squirm . If it was a child , they’d look at him , wide eyed with awe and joy . He’d give them a candy cane , or small toy ; pat them on the head , and send them to bed .
He turned smiling , ready to give them a kindly chuckle and tell them they should be asleep . His smile dropped from his face when he saw the person .
It was a woman , dressed liked she had just gotten home from a work . A white blouse that was stained a dark red . Black pants ripped and shredded below the knees . Santa
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