Mr. Claus has stepped down, and the Mrs. has taken over...
A very, very brief story thats no more than a 3 minute read of what Mrs.Claus could do after her old man retires.
"Madam we have a si-si-situation," A stressed stutter sounded.
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❝I promise I'm up to no good.❞
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A pair of bright red pumps crossed over one another at her ankles, tapping against the metal area of the airbound vehicle. Matching red stained lips pursing together slightly at the voice coming through her ear piece.
"Louis..." Her delicate voice hummed softly before getting cut off.
"Comet, Cupid, and D-D-Donner's calves are running wild th-through the workshop--" The voice, Louis, had continued his stutter becoming more noticeable as his stress built up.
"Louis darling, don't fret--" The Mrs. sighed softly to herself as the elf started hyperventilating on the other line. She readjusted the headset letting him vent for a moment, covering over her mic briefly.
"First house is coming up boys, take her down." She ordered as the eight reindeer obliged, weaving the sled between buildings and homes of every kind before going in for a landing at the top of a building. She then tuned back into the calming elf's heavy breathing.
"Everything will be fine, you're my main elf for a reason. I trust you." She assured him as she uncrossed her legs and stood up, brushing down her fluffed dress before carefully stepping out the sleigh. Louis reluctantly agreed before starting to disconnect the call before recalling something.
"Oh and Mrs. C?" Louis questioned hastily as she hummed in response before grabbing her ruby red handbag.
"Don't scare the ki--" She ended the call before he could finish before tossing the ear piece on the seat, stridding towards the chimney on the roof.
"No promises~" She sang to herself cheekily before swinging her leg over the edge of the bricked smoke escape. She pulled the strap of her purse over her shoulder and hopped in, landing on her feet effortlessly. Ducking out of the fireplace and dusting off her dress she glanced over the decorative home. Her heels clicked on the floor, the sound bouncing off the walls as she took a piece of coal out her tot bag. She sang 'Let It Snow,' lightly as she started marking on the wall with it.
She stepped back from her work chuckling amusedly shaking her head a bit before taking out the list marking out the right name from the list that was labeled 'Naughty.' She figured that even the bad kids needed something on Christmas morning too, even if it gave them a scare. She headed back to the chimney dropping the used coal in the right stocking before glancing back at her work with a nod.
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