It is the Warrior Christmas special! Starting early so we can finish on Christmas eve!
Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the Warrior's World
Not one creature was stirring
(Oh wait, I lied, there's Shadowclan
SHADOWCLAN RUINED CHRISTMAS)
Kits were all sleeping
All snug in their dens
With visions of warrior ceremonies
Danced through th- OH SCREW THIS RHYMING STUFF, WHO DO YOU THINK I AM?! ?!
Santa Claus squinted through the snow that blocked his sight. Rodoulgh, his trusty red-nosed flashflight- You only wish you had a flashlight this cool- had a cold and his red glow was dim. So much for his headlights. Santa claus sighed and flipped the switch below his dashboard. If he was going to get home in one piece to Mrs. Claus and obey air traffic standards he was going to have to use his actual headlights, the real headlights he'd installed over the summer, not the reindeer.
The headlights glowed to life and the thick cold snowflakes were illuminated in it's brilliant glare. Santa Claus relaxed a little. Now he could find his way, and to think Mrs. Claus had called them a waste. What would Matilda say no? He smiled a little when he imagined the look on his wife's face when he informed her of this! He let out a deep belly laugh, the one he was so famous for.
For a moment, everything was quiet. The only sound was the jingling of the reindeer's harnesses as they jingled along and the whipping of the wind.
Then Santa heard a spluttering sound. He frowned. That was odd. Maybe some turbulence, hopefully that was all. Over the summer the sleigh had just been falling apart. Santa had to call in a specialist to help him fix it for tonight. Fortunately, Clara's uncle was very flexible and a very good mechanic, but still, the sleigh needed to be brought into the shop for repair soon. He put that as a priority in his head.
Then the sleigh jerked, his head lights dimmed. The engine in the back spluttered and the sled jerked once again but more violently. It was all he Santa could do to stay on his sleigh. Up ahead he heard the panicked sounds of his reindeer as they bucked in confusion in fear at the commotion. Then the engine completely died and the sleigh fell like a sack of presents down a chimney, in other words, very fast. Santa made a mental note to mark gravity on the naughty list next year as he groped for a second switch beneath the dashboard. It was the switch right next to the invisibility shield, and the batman theme player. This switch's label read 'OPERATION SAVE CHRISTMAS' and once activated it could not be switched off until it was carried out. It contained the magic to make the next living thing that came in contact with the sleigh Santa Claus until they completed the task of delivering Santa's presents. Santa could only pray he was crash landing next to the right being for the job. Unfortunately he was on a collision course for a black forest and a large dark tom named Tigerstar.