December 18
It was a year after the famous flight, and Christmas was once again around the corner.
Rudolph was walking next to the doe of his dreams, Zoey. The red-nosed flyer wanted to give her Christmas present to her.
"Rudolph, don't you think you should wait one more week to give me my present?" Zoey asked.
"No, I think I'm giving it at the perfect time." Rudolph said.
Then the two found themselves underneath the two tall candycanes, and the same mistletoe was still hanging there from when they were yearlings.
"Oh, Rudolph, remember when we were young and you almost kissed me?" Zoey said, remembering that night like it was yesterday.
"Now I'm going to give you your present." he said. Then he leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on her mouth.
Little did they know something small and hidden was watching.
The small figure cackled. "We've got you now, Santa." Then it walked off.
Rudolph and Zoey were lost in bliss. As soon as he planted his mouth on hers, she immediately started kissing back. He loved her. She loved him.
They broke apart.
"Did you like your gift?" he said, grinning.
Zoey smiled. "I loved it."
Then they started kissing again.