It was December and the snow lay heavy on the ground. Not a tea kettle was whistling and I was just finishing putting out the milk and cookies, preparing to retire for the night. Suddenly, I heard a great crash. I ran out to the rose garden to see what was the matter. What did my wondrous eyes behold, but a broken red sleigh with eight dazed reindeer and a driver half conscious. I knew in a flash that Jolly Saint Nick had been shocked by the Professor's Insta-Toast Warmer Upper!
As quickly as I could, I grabbed the Emergency Ocelot Powered Communication Device. I called the Tea Adventurers' Guild to help right away. In a minute, the crew was assembled. The Doctor saw to Saint Nick, the Groom to the reindeer, the Engineer proclaimed the sleigh a disaster. I turned to the Captain, but he was already in motion, calling to all to raise the RMS Dragon Fire and load up the presents. We could not let Christmas pass without presents for all the good little girls and boys!
Soon, all was prepared and Santa was bandaged. We loaded the Jolly Old Elf into the Captain's chair and off we flew. The night passed quickly as we sped through the aether and around the globe, country to country, house to house.
It seemed that in no time at all the night was done and we were back home enjoying some spiced and sweet Cheery Christmas Tea and biscuits with Saint Nick and eight slightly bruised reindeer. Santa sighed, satisfied, "Merry Christmas to all and to all a sweet respite."
Happy Holidays (all of them) from Tea Punk Teas and the Tea Adventurers' Guild.
