"See, now you're on your way to becoming my idea of the best Santa ever. I think we should go on a margarita cruise.”

KOK OK KOK

Shortly after that conversation he turned the reindeer loose, and at full speed they were at the North Pole within minutes.

"I don't see anything up here!" he yelled over to Callie as he circled the reindeer above what appeared to be a whole lot of arctic wasteland.

“Yeah, we had to move the whole place under the ice a few centuries ago! Didn't want people showing up early lookin’ for presents. Wait for iti"

After another full circle, he saw what she'd told him to wait around for. The ice itself opened up for them, arising up to reveal two rows of pillars holding it aloft, in-between which there was a tunnel leading deep underground. It would have been quite a narrow fit to get the reindeer and sleigh down there, but he guessed that they'd done it a few times before.

“Alright guys, don't go making me look bad on our first landing!" He gave them a yell of encouragement and they started the descent.

About half way through the landing, he made the mistake of casting a glance over to Callie and saw she was holding on to her hat and looking nervous. The gaping hole in the ice grew steadily larger as they neared it, and the reindeer guided them inside with a sudden loud whoosh of air. The sleigh Landed smoothly on the icy surface of the tunnel and they were no longer flying but sliding through a long and winding passage. Wendall Looked around seeing hanging fairy lights illuminating their way. Although when he looked closer, he saw that they weren't fairy lights but actual fairies. They'd emerged from little holes in the ice to Light the way as the tunnel closed up behind them.

The tunnel eventually opened out into the stables. An enormous domed room adorned with Christmas decorations and a veritable army of elves awaiting their return. The cheers went up as the sleigh settled at the centre of the room and the elves greeted their returning boss.

“He Looks great!"

"I love his smile!"

“Aw, he looks Like he's about to shit himself!"

“What's with the suit? Is he an accountant? Oh well, can't be worse than the Last guy!"

“I really like his tie!"

He did his best to smile and wave. For most of his Life he'd barely had a fuss made over him, even for his birthday, so being on the receiving end of that much good will was quite an experience. When Callie got out of the sleigh he stood up to follow her down into the masses, except when he did the entire place fell silent.

A rather horrific moment of dawning realisation occurred when it became clear they were waiting for him to speak. An equally disturbing thought occurred when he realised he hadn't zipped himself up after Callie's excellent blowjob. So rather than addressing the elves, he spent the first few seconds pointedly looking at his crotch. (Naturally, Callie had zipped him up herself immediately once she'd finished and it was nothing to worry about.)

He then looked to her for assistance with what to do, but she only smiled encouragingly and nodded up to him from beside the sleigh. Crap.

He took a deep breath and stood up, trying to calm himself before a collection of alarmingly attractive elves who were all Looking at him expectantly.

“Hello everyone!”

“Hail, Santa!" The elves all raised their right arm immediately and stood ram-rod straight.