Santa's New Ride

Santa started to look around his shop, things were getting old, the mailbox was falling apart from disuse, no letters came to him any more they were all addressed to some Beso guy. No one wanted the carefully crafted toys and items that Santa's elves had made for eons. Donner and Dancer and Prancer and Rudolph and all the other reindeer were getting long in the tooth. If Santa wanted to compete in the modern world he was just going to have to bite the bullet and modernize and upgrade if he had any hope of competing with the likes of I'mazonian online. Santa now had one goal in mind and that was to out do the Beso and reclaim Christmas.

The first thing to upgrade was his delivery system. His trusty nine steeds were to old to keep up the pace. Santa needed more Steem Power, so he put them out to pasture to graze and mine some Steem by leaving little notes here and there and voting on other people's notes.

The elves, so they would not feel left out, Santa put to work on building and maintaining an army of vote mining bots, vote selling bots, and vote buying bots. Santa wanted the bot army to cover all of the bases on Steem. Santa needed a lot of Steem Power.

Santa was not about to leave the misses out of the equation either he set her to work making the best travel logs of anyone she would showcase some ot the nicer places she and Santa had visited during deliveries and on their vacation days. She was also responsible for building and maintaining Santa's reputation.

Santa, after eight months eight days and eight hours, finally had the Steem Power and Steem to buy his delivery system. And boy-o-boy was it a beaut. A 2035 Candy Apple Red with silver and gold metal flake, Time dilation Super Air Surfer. Now Santa would never be late with a delivery ever again. If he was running just a tad behind schedule he could just rotate the dial and be on time at arrival. Santa loved his new 2035 SAS, it came with everything, even a love seat in the back for when Misses Santa felt a little frisky. The best thing was the ever hot and full coffee cup. A must for Santa on that extra long day of deliveries.

For centuries Santa tried to get people to celebrate it at different times of the year, but no they simply would not do it. Now with his brand new 2035 SAS he did not have to worry about the differing climates from north to south. His 2035 SAS came with an extra dimensional closet changing room. It was sweet, all the clothing a Santa could need.

Santa could feel the change in the air, he was packed and ready to slash the tires of Besos little carriage and to rewrite history. All Santa needed to do now was find the secret shoppers list. That would not be hard for Santa to do. you see Santa kept list. he kept list on everything and everyone. He was the world's number one superhero spy guy. He knew who was naughty and nice. Santa knew just who to call to get that list and get the shoppers dream list from Besos. For safety measures Santa would also have his inside man set up just a tiny worm, one that would be almost undetectable in the computer code, almost undetectable because Santa wanted it found. He would mock Besos and his I'mazonian online store, and while that little worm of a virus was getting all the attention a second one released upon detection of the first would fly through the servers disabling the root directories of the mainframes.

Santa sat in the front seat of his new 2035 SAS laughing with a hysterical evil laugh. He had no idea that Duval his head Elf was a master spy. Duval had watched and learned from the best in the profession of spydom. He was Santa's number one student and Santa did not know. Duval watched on his little screen as Santa rocked back and forth in that front seat of his brand New 2035 SAS, laughing hysterically.

Duval had all he needed on Santa. It was time to bring him down. Duval walked to the window just to make sure Santa was still in the 2035 SAS, which he was. This was it then. time to get his revenge on Santa. Annista belong to him she was not supposed to be married to Santa, she was promised to him. he would have his revenge by bringing down Santa. The FCC and FAA, and SEC would not care it was Santa they were taking down, they would do anything to keep Mr Besos happy. All Duval had to do was make the call and transfer the files.

The coast was clear, Duval moved to the lower shop and the far end so he would not be heard by anyone. He sat down in the recliner and swiveled it to look out the back window at the grazing reindeer. he pushed and dialed the number he had programmed into the phone. it rang four times then was answered.

"Hello Duval, you have been very very naughty, I don't think you are going to like your christmas present this year"! Santa said. Upon hearing Santa's voice on the phone Duval quickly got up and turned to flee, but there she was the love of his life shotgun in hand. "I don't think you are going anywhere you sniveling little weasel of a man, now you understand why I married him and not you despite my father's wishes, I have always despised the way you look at me, and now you have given Santa the cause he needs to be done with you". Annista said with a mocking smile on her face. "You should have known better than to think you could fool Santa".

Santa came into the room just as Duval was pulling his own gun on Annista, without hesitation Santa and with the speed only Santa had, pulled, aimed, and fired his obliteration coal gun, there was nothing left of Duval but a chunk of coal. Santa looked over at it and smiled to his wife, "Looks like we found the perfect gift for Besos".

Writing Prompts - Week 1 Winner, Week 2 Wrap Up, Week 3 Theme!
The theme for week 3 was: You wouldn't believe what I caught Santa doing

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