“Merry Christmas!” Shouted the Santa Claus standing on the corner. “Ho, Ho, Ho,” he exclaimed as he rang his bell. Jake dropped a few coins in his kettle as he walked by.
“Merry Christmas,” Jake mumbled to himself. “I wish you could grant miracles.” Jake walked on. The sidewalk Santa turned his way and smiled. “Miracle granted.” He whispered into the wind.
Jake walked on. The winter wind ripped at his coat. The cold made the tips of his ears tingle. “Bah,” he said to himself. Christmas was one of the two worst times of the year to be alone. The other being Valentine’s Day. It was not like he was truly alone. He could talk to his wife on Zoom or FaceTime. But the truth was he couldn’t feel the warmth of her touch on his skin. Though he could see her he could not truly feel the joy of her smile.
Jake rounded the corner of the street where his house was located. He walked up the block to his house. He looked up at the number 315. He let out a sigh. He took his time climbing each step because he knew inside was only loneliness. He put the key in the lock and turned. He threw open the door and stepped inside. He lifted his head to find his wife standing before him. He didn’t feel the tears running down his cheek. He rushed over and hugged and kissed her. He let go of her for a second and backed up. “How?” He said.
She smiled. His heart melted. “I truly don’t know. I was not on the list to come home but then I was. To make it even better my time is done. I get an honerable discharge in the New Year. All I can say is it is a miracle.
Outside on the sidewalk a Santa smiled, tipped his head and vanished.
“ I disapproved of the “No Trespassing” sign, so I climbed over the fence. After all this is the North Pole ama Santa is kind of a public servant. So I have the right to be here.”
The Elf in a security uniform just stood and looked at the human before him.
“I understand what you’re saying but this is private property owned by the one and only Santa Claus. Besides, how did you even see the fence? Only people who still believe can even still see the North Pole. Which is why it is mostly children who sneak in here.”
He looke at the elf. “It wasn’t that hard. I waited until saw one your elves the followed the elf back here.”
“Well then, Mr Jones, why are you here trespassing. Trying to steal Santa’s secrets?”
“No, I don’t care about Santa’s secrets. I care about my daughter. All I know is this Santa guy stiffed my daughter on the present she requested. I came to see why.”
The elf rubbed his little chin. “I see but do you know you can’t see Santa.”
“Well I’m not leaving until I see him.”
The Elf just stood there. He looked at the other elf and nodded. He pulled a little device from his belt.
“Look up his daughter’s name. The second security elf typed a name into his device.” He showed the device to the head security agent. He looked back at Mr Jones.
“It says here you daughter was naughty all year long so she broke the Nice contract. She was only entitled to an alternate present. So there is nothing to talk to Santa about. The head security elf waved his hand.
“But…” before he could say anything else he disappeared.
The knight dismounted his steed. He slowly approached the entrance to the cave. Letting out a deep breath he pulled his sword and entered the cave. He peeked around the corner. The dragon appeared to be asleep. He hefted his blade and slowly approached the dragon.
The dragon opened a single eye just enough to watch the approaching knight. In the back of his throat he let out a soft laugh. The knight thought it a snore. The knight crept closer. The dragon cracked open his mouth to let spit out his hot breath. The knight was no more.