"Well, we made good time," Scott said after the sleigh stopped at the house. "Now what do we do?"

"Get the bag of toys," Charlie replied.

"And do what?"

"Go down the chimney," Ella added.

"Down the chimney? You want me to take the toys, down the chimney, into a strange house, in my UNDERWEAR?"

"No, Daddy," Ella laughed. "You got to put the suit on first." The reindeer nodded in agreement.

"You know what were going to do is we're gonna get out of here. Because this whole thing is stupid!" Scott whispered angrily.

"How come everything Ella and I want to do is stupid?" Charlie asked softly. "Yeah," Ella added in agreement.

"I didn't say that, kids," Scott replied. The children didn't say a word, but their faces lit up when Scott finally decided to put on the suit. "I'm freezing my nubs off out here, and you want me to get into a Santa costume. This is great. A Santa costume," Scott mumbled to himself as he took off his boots. "Oh, this thing. You never know where it's been. A thousand malls." Scott adjusted the straps of the Santa suit as he turned to Comet and said, "Well, I hope you're happy, Comet. Hope you're happy. But most of all, I hope the guy that lives here is a tailor! Nice coat." Scott put on the coat. He asked the kids how he looked.

"You forgot the sash," Charlie answered.

"You're right. This completes the ensemble." Scott got back in the sleigh and put his boots back on. "All right. Got my boots. Now I've got the suit on. How am I supposed to know what to leave?" He asked.

"Maybe there's a list," Ella replied.

"A list. How silly of me. Of course there's a list." Scott went to the back of the sleigh to pick up the bag. At that moment, he felt himself being lifted into the air. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Careful, Daddy!" exclaimed Ella.

"Aaah! I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay!" Scott replied.

"Look!" Charlie exclaimed. "You're flying!"

"It's okay. I'm used to it. I lived through the 60's. Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Ella and Charlie watched their father in amazement as he was hovered over to the chimney, then lowered and squeezed through. Scott fell through the chimney and was inside the house. He began to leave presents for the child living in the house including a pair of sneakers and a yellow truck. Apparently, the noise woke up a big, black dog. Scott looked at him and smiled nervously.

"Nice teeth," he said.

The dog began to bark and Scott tried to get out of the house through the window. Unfortunately, Scott accidentally set off the alarm when he tried to open it.

"Who's down there?" said the owner, who grabbed his gun and began shooting it off. Meanwhile, on the roof, Ella and Charlie looked at each other with frightened looks on their faces. "Charlie, what's happening?" Ella asked worriedly. "Is Daddy okay?" Before Charlie could answer, the kids turned to the chimney and saw their father being lifted out of the chimney and hovering back over to the sleigh.

"Whoa! How'd you do that? What'd it feel like, Dad?" asked Charlie.

"It felt like America's Most Wanted," Scott answered his son. "Now, pull me in, guys, quick. We gotta get outta here." Ella took hold of Scott's left foot while Charlie grabbed the other and pulled him into the sleigh. "Are you alright, Daddy?" Ella asked.

"Yes, Ella Bella, thanks," Scott answered and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "We gotta go home. How do you start this thing?" He took hold of the reins and with one quick "Hyah!", the reindeer started moving. "Just like that!"

The sleigh made another stop at the house across the street much to Scott's chagrin. "Whoa! This could be a really long night." he groaned.