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Santa rolled down the window, using the hand crank, and poked his head out. The sleigh was working! It was magnificent. Santa nodded when Rivers mentioned how he'd be exposed to the creatures. Growling he moved his torso out of the window as he pointed to a hardware store that the sleigh was nearing by. It could have the solution to the risk of the zombies attacking the Mormon. Or maybe it wouldn't. But it was always worth the shot.

Santa returned back into the sleigh fully, checking on his backpack before securing it on the passenger seat.
Gabriel was deep in thought, searching for the various muses to draw a song from, when Larrus barged in and spoke of the need of a traveling party. Gabriel beamed a grin, as he coughed and prepared his vocal chords, and began to sing.

"Oh fellow heroes/
Who will join me in this flight?/
Up to the North, to search for some most hideous sight!/
Overcoming perilous plights!/
And terrible frights!/"

Gabriel finished his quick little song, as he stepped a few more paces towards the center of the inn, his eyes darting to glance at any parties with a passing interest in the matter.
Behind the mask, Santa's expression took on a melancholic grimace upon hearing that Elder Rivers wouldn't be able to celebrate Christmas with his family. Santa growled out something, and watched as the Mormon was finishing up the attachments of the snowmobiles to the sleigh. Santa placed down the iron bar with concrete and clasped his hands together, glancing down as the Mormon blessed the Sleigh. Santa prayed another shorter one, after the Mormon had finished, and after that picked up the bar. As the Mormon took his place on Rudolph, the front most snowmobile, Santa gave a quick and rather rushed series of growling, his head peering to each of the snowmobiles, as if he were addressing them all.

Then Santa, opened the front driver door to the SUV, and placed his iron bar on the passenger seat, and took off his backpack and set it on his lap. While keeping the front door open Santa growled out again, leaning forward and pointing with his left hand. Then Santa proceeded to slam the door shut.This sleigh would hold wondrous Christmas presents, but first, it had to be tested out to make sure it was ready for the Holiday Rush.
Ah but before the presents were to be delivered, the reindeers needed to be reigned to the sleigh. Santa returned one again into the shop which held the snowmobiles, he began searching for something useful to connect the sleigh to the reindeer. Aha! A stroke of serendipity, underneath a destroyed shelf and its plywood boards were two lengths of chain. Bending downwards and freeing the chains he noticed that they did have a set of towing hooks attached to them. Proudly holding this discovery he exited the store and glanced at the SUV.

Santa took off his backpack and placed his bar downside it, as he went to the SUV. Taking great care in the holiday cheer that would transform this vehicle, Santa inspected the frame and attached the hooks securely onto the vehicle. Tugging on the chain Santa felt that it seemed secure and would work.

Santa glanced at his backpack and returned it upon his back as he grabbed his iron bar and returned to the most sacred craft store. Returning out of it with some Christmas garland with several broken lights, Santa grunted out happily and began to wrap it around the chains.

Once this sleigh was finished, it would be a majestic icon of Christmas. But there was still work to be done, before Santa could ride the merry sleigh. Santa thought of these things, alongside what great gift the Mormon would want. For Santa had checked his list, not once or twice, but thrice and the Mormon was definitely on the Good List.
Now this was the message that kept on giving. It warmed Santa's heart to see the Mormon was taking a proactive approach to the season. Santa howled out in enthusiasm, at the Mormon's work. But wait. There was something missing. Santa quickly headed over to the same gift shop, and procured another tube of wood glue and a red lightbulb.

Approaching the lined snow mobiles, he went to the furthest one and glued the lightbulb onto it. Giving a satisfied growl, he peered at the Mormon as he mimed carrying a sackcloth using his concrete iron weapon to be a visualization of sorts. He then pointed at the SUV with the bar. After allow was Santa, and he couldn't ride the sleigh and reindeer without presents. And of course he'd need to attach all the reindeer properly to the sleigh. That'd be easy enough, for Santa and his newfound compatriot were guided by the Christmas Spirit.
Yup! Can't forget that part!
Well. Is it cooler now?

But yeah brief rundown of what happened.
1.) Elric being held hostage by Burly Plate Goon downstairs at his place.
2.) Knight's kid playing in my study, leaving my books askew! Oh, also the Traitor is going there to steal my stuff to help EVIL EMPIRE.
3.) James is McGruff the Crime Dog, as Tirarian learned first hand. Following Elric's lead on where crime tends to happen, James found a criminal and dispatched him.
4.) Brian the Thug, is dead, and has his blood drained, Tirarian watched.
Welcome back. How was it?
This was a most important decision, Santa knew he'd have to carefully select the proper one to be a sleigh. Santa peered on, while he continued to hum more Christmas Carols. Wandering to the back he had found the one that would serve as the sleigh. Pretty standard thing, but, it had some tinsel on it, making it a perfect sleigh. Well, as perfect as it could be in a mall instead of the natural snow. Plus it had the key in it.

Santa hopped on the machine and turned on the ignition. It purred on, as Santa began driving it forward. The treads were moving, and it was making a hideous scrapping sound against the store floor, and wasn't really going all to fast... But it was still moving which is what mattered. Santa paused as he got off the machine and confirmed, okay the store door was open. He got back on and drove the thing out, crunching a bit of scattered glass in the process. Noticing his Mormon compatriot retrieved a moped he glanced back at the SUV, while getting off the snowmobile sleigh.

Peering between the two of them he growled annoyed. The SUV would need more work to become a Christmas Sleigh, but surely it would be more mobile, and had more room for presents. But the Snowmobile was far more festive, and would be much easier to go around in. But that was just for snow, and it lacked space to carry more presents.

In this conundrum, Santa gestured with his iron bar pointing between the two of them. He had to make a decision. Christmas would depend upon it. Santa glanced at the Mormon, while he continued the gesturing pointing pattern.
Santa would have been frowning at how the vehicle would not work. Santa opened the door as he placed his backpack down and grabbed his iron bar with concrete. Stepping out of the vehicle he slung his backpack on. He glanced at the Mormon as he asked if his Christmas Spirit could start the car. And he knew anything was possible with the proper holiday cheer. He gave a nod, just when the Mormon pointed to something far better. He glanced in the direction to see a most spectacular sight!

An actual snow mobile! Santa threw both of his arms in the air ecstatically. The Mormons truly had a knack for finding holy things. Yes, it was a Christmas Miracle.

Santa rushed towards the store, peering through his goggles at the machines. Now THIS, was a Christmas Sleigh! Not a mere Proto-sleigh that'd need constant work to even be considered a sleigh. But it was an honest to goodness sleigh. For the moment, Santa was content to just bask in the sight of it. And of course start humming 'Jingle Bells.'
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