I slowly start standing up to get the hell out of the sleigh. Who came up with the brilliant idea to create this death trap? "So now what?" I ask once I get out of the sleigh now bending over still waiting for my nausea to pass. My hair is a tangled mess and my legs lack any feeling from the cold.

I feel myself still rocking back and forth "Get the bag of toys and go down the chimney." Charlie replies like it's the most casual thing ever.

I hear Dad groan in disapproval "You want me to take the toys down the chimney into a stranger's house in my underwear?" Dad exasperates. I finally get myself straightened up and brush my hair out of my face. "I mean come on Dad what do we have to lose at this point?" throwing my hands up gesturing to the fact we are on a roof with Santa's reindeer. "Just put on the suit." I retort brushing off his glare.

He looks at me with his eyes wide. He starts whipping off his jacket and viciously rolling it up, slamming it in the back of the sleigh. He grabs the suit now hiking it up his legs and begins mumbling to himself. "Freezing my nubs off out here, and you want me to get into a Santa costume. This is great. A Santa costume." Charlie and I give each other a knowing look. Of course, we got our way.

Turning my head away I look at the red, green, and gold sleigh and sigh. I'm definitely going to need therapy after this. It's been a few years since I've gone, dear Rebecca will be receiving a call tomorrow.

"Now I've got the suit on. How am I supposed to know what to leave?" Dad asks us after getting the suit on. I stifle a laugh as I notice how ginormous the suit looked on him. "Maybe there's a list." Charlie says.

"A list. How silly of me. Of course, there's a list." Dad stomps to the back of the sleigh grabbing the red bag and throwing it over his shoulder. He suddenly lifts in the air by the bag letting out a yelp. His feet kick wildly trying to get back down.

I gasp running over to him to try to grab his feet and pull him down. I jump up as I reach him and miss realizing he's already too high. "Careful, Dad!" I yell.

"I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay!" Dad exclaims. "Look! You're flying!" Charlie yells standing from the sleigh. "It's okay. I'm used to it. I lived through the sixties!"

I slap my hand on my forehead and watch dad get forced through the brick chimney. Silence fills the air and I slowly walk and sit down in the sleigh with Charlie. "Dad is Santa isn't that exciting Aria!" He over exaggerates.

I groan in response "I feel like I'm having a nightmare come true." I say playing with the brown leather reins of the sleigh. "This is a dream come true for me! I can't wait to tell mom all about this!" He says bouncing in his seat.

I purse my lips and lean back further in the sleigh "I wouldn't recommend doing that Charlie." I mean really we all would be in a mental hospital. "But why?" he pouts. "She wouldn't beli-" I get cut off by a loud ringing, security alarms.

I stand up in the sleigh with wide eyes as dad shoots out of the chimney flying back over to us. "Whoa! How'd you do that? What'd it feel like, Dad?" Charlie asks when he lands in the sleigh. "It felt like America's Most Wanted!" He quickly grabs the reins giving it a quick snap.

I grab onto the handles in front of me closing my eyes as we lift in the air again. Only seconds later I feel the sleigh land again. I lean back and mumble "What the hell?" Looking around I notice we are on another roof. I can't catch a break!

"This could be a really long night." Dad says putting his hand on his head.

"Tell me about it" I mumble.

Dad was right, it was a really long night of him delivering presents. I even found myself taking a nap. I feel like we have been to thousands of houses but yet it was still nighttime. God only knows what country we are in. It started to get really cold. I had found a fuzzy blue blanket under the seat and wrapped it around Charlie and me.

I could only see snow for miles. It had been a while since our last house. "Dad? Where are we? I can hardly see anything in this snow." I question looking up at him. "I'm not sure Aria. Hey Comet! Where are you taking us!" He yells.

We suddenly dip down and slowly land in the snow. The wind is intensely blowing and my hair is completely soaked by the snow by now and sticking to my face. I must look like I got hit by a truck.

"Hey! Does this look like home to you guys!" Dad yells standing up in the sleigh hugging the suit around him to keep warm. The reindeers make loud grunts communicating to each other before running off from the sleigh. "Woah! Woah! Woah!" Dad shakes his head trying to stop them to no avail, he sighs and sits back down.

I narrow my eyes through the snow to see a small boy walking towards us. He appears to be about four feet tall wearing a heavy black coat and hat. "Hey, buddy! You, sir! Hey! Can you hear me?" Dad begins to wave his arms in an attempt to get his attention.

The boy suddenly stops walking and takes off his black gloves rubbing his hands together to warm them up. I grab onto Charlie's hand as the boy bends down and comes back up with a kind smile towards us. A small globe starts coming from the ground on a white and red pole. I can see bright blue and green light coming from it.

"I think that's the North Pole" I say in disbelief. "That's the North Pole? Yeah right! Hey buddy! Hey!" Dad continues to yell. The boy, or elf I'm guessing, starts to type something in causing the ground below us to shake.

"Hold onto me Charlie!" I yelp in surprise as we start lowering down. I'm greeted with a blast of warm air and lots of noise. I lean over the sleigh to look and I gasp. Santa's workshop? It couldn't be? I pinch myself slightly to ensure I'm not dreaming. I'm not.

I see elves everywhere working and pointing up at us. The reindeer are there getting fed and brushed. It is the most beautiful room I have ever seen, golden poles stood around the room supporting the ceiling made out of ice. Everything was simply beautiful. I could hear Christmas music playing in the background.

When we reach the bottom I release my grip on Charlie. I could hear whispers about the new Santa finally arriving. "Stay here Aria and Charlie" Dad ordered jumping out of the sleigh approaching an elf in anger. I just shake my head too focused on the room around me. Charlie and I leave the sleigh together and I spin in a circle capturing every detail. Wow.

I can hear dad arguing with an elf and I turn around to walk to him. "No, I mean who is the head elf?" He said with his arms at his side. "You are!" The boy retorted with just as much attitude.

I walk up to Dad's side my back now to the sleigh. "Dad, what's happening?" It's only been three minutes and he's already having an argument!

"Hey! What's causing all the trouble around here?" I hear a voice behind me scold.