Day Twelve - December 12th
main prompt: reindeer
pairing/character: fred the second
Fred sat on the cold, hard ground that was covered in snow. He ran a small twig through the snow, making thin burrows against the white.
"Fred," his mother called out from the kitchen window, "You're going to catch a cold – come on in, dinner's almost ready. Santa isn't going to be here for another few hours yet. You know he doesn't come until you're fast asleep."
"I'm not waiting for Santa," Fred said, as he continued to drag the stick through the snow, "I want to see Rudolph."
His mother blinked, surprised, "But Santa's the one that brings you all the presents, dear."
Fred shrugged, "I wanted to feed Rudolph a carrot." Out of his jacket, he pulled a dirty carrot, and set it on his lap. He looked up at the sky expectantly, searching for some sign of the reindeer.
His mum was walking across the path, hands on hips, "Come in this instant, Freddie," she ordered, her face red from preparing the dinner.
He didn't listen, however, and with a shriek of delight Fred jumped up, pointing at footprints in the snow, "Look!" he yelled, "They're reindeer footprints, Rudolph must be close."
When Angelina had finally managed to persuade him to come into the house, Fred was forlorn. He collapsed onto the couch by the window, nibbling on the end of his fingers as he stared desperately into the garden.
With a gasp, he pressed his face up against the window. His eyes were wide, searching through the trees. He was sure that he's seen something lurking around the edges of a forest.
He went to bed happily that night, the prospect that he might have saw Rudolph was still playing on his mind.
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