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At the North Pole, Christmas is a well-oiled machine run by the determined and organized Steve Claus, with you as his trusted partner in Mission Control. You've admired Steve for years, though you've never dared to admit it. But when a...
(First official part of the story, hope you like it)
On Christmas Eve, a mysterious craft hovers invisibly over Aarhus, Denmark, its camouflage blending seamlessly into the night sky. As the lights inside dim, a bird accidentally collides with this craft, momentarily disrupting the silence. Moments later, field elves rappel down onto the rooftops, ready for their mission.
Field Elf 1: "First Field Elf Battalion, in position." Field Elf 2: "Straighten that teddy bear, soldier." Field Elf 3: (adjusting the teddy bear strapped to his back) "Ma'am."
Santa Claus descends gracefully onto the roof alongside the elves.
Santa Claus: "Ho, ho, ho!"
The operation in Aarhus began with precision and energy.
Andrew leaned into his microphone, his voice steady yet cheerful. "That's a hearty 'Ho, ho, ho!' For Aarhus tonight."
Beside him, Carlos grinned. "Field elves, prepare to jingle! Estimated drop time: 18.14 seconds per household!"
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On cue, the field elves sprang into action, darting across snowy rooftops with plunger guns in hand. With expert precision, they latched onto walls and guided Santa down a ladder under Andrew's careful instructions.
"Left foot, sir. Right foot. That's it-steady now," Andrew said, keeping his tone even as a barking dog broke the quiet below.
One of the elves immediately activated the dog-neutralization protocol. "Meaty chunks incoming!" he declared, popping open a can of dog food and tossing it like a grenade. The dog was instantly distracted.
Elsewhere, a team of elves carefully lowered a grand piano into a house, their movements synchronized like clockwork.
"A grand piano?" One elf marveled. "This kid must've been on Santa's nice list his entire life!"
Meanwhile, in a children's ward at a nearby hospital, other elves moved quietly through the halls, soothing crying babies with pacifiers before slipping back into the night.
Back at the house, an elf expertly unlocked the door with a sleek device. Santa watched from outside, his eyes filled with admiration.
"Magnificent," he said softly. "They amaze me every time."
Inside, an elf paused, spotting the parents watching The Snowman (1982) on TV. Signaling for silence, he and his partner crept across the hallway without a sound.
From a nearby perch, a parrot squawked loudly. "Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry-"
The noise was swiftly silenced as an elf fired a peanut with pinpoint accuracy, earning a brief moment of quiet. Another elf scanned a child's face with a device, its screen lighting up with a score: 73% Nice. He adjusted his gift gun accordingly, launching presents into the child's stocking. Nearby, another elf used a chomping gun with teeth-like attachments to bite into a carrot, transferring it into a container strapped to his back.
