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“The red one!”
“There are ten red ones!”
“The biggest one!”
We must have gone way off course, because we hit a massive jump and our whole sleigh went airborne. We sailed past the top of a tree and then over another.
“Should I hit it yet?” Flash yelled back to us.
“Not yet!” I yelled.
“Now?!”
“No!” I was waiting to feel the cock start to slide deeper into me. A perfect indicator that we were starting to lose altitude. Or maybe that wouldn’t work. I wasn’t sure…there was no time to figure out the physics. I just waited for a gut feeling and yelled, “NOW!”
Flash hit the button.
HoHoHo - Chapter 17 – Cum Down My Chimney
Christmas Eve, 2013
For a second I thought the sleigh had exploded.
And in a way, it had.
The railings blew off the sides.
Santa’s sack exploded into a million presents flying every which way.
And the heavy metal skis fell off the bottom.
All that was left was the floor, the dashboard, and the bench.
“AHHHHHHH!” yelled Ash as we kept falling.
And then the parachutes deployed.
It took them a second to open up. But as soon as they did, our fall was halted. We slammed down on the banana bros cocks and our lights lit up again.
What was left of our sleigh slowly drifted to the ground, landing gently on a familiar balcony.
Santa had timed his ejection a little better, so his sleigh landed higher up on the roof of the hotel.
“Are we alive?” asked Ash.
“Yes, yes,” said Slavanka. “Sleigh ride very fun. How we go again?”
I looked around at our ruined sleigh and stood up. “That might have to wait for next year.”
Slavanka pouted.
“I think I’m dead,” said Ash. “I feel so cold.”
“That’s because we’re outside in a blizzard,” I said. “Let’s go inside.” I glanced at the sliding glass door to my bedroom. Chad was sleeping soundly inside, completely oblivious to the sleigh that had just crashed on his balcony.
“We’ll meet you in there,” called Santa from the roof.
“How are you gonna get in?” I asked. “You can probably climb down. Slavanka did it earlier.”
