Santa looked down at the Quantum Sleigh 3000, then at the lights, then at his marshmallow-fluff-covered belly. The memory of the last forty-six loops suddenly flooded back in a nauseating wave.
It was December 23rd, 10:47 PM. The sky above the North Pole looked like a spilled can of blue glitter, and the elves were in full panic mode. Santa Claus in trouble... again- Free Download
From a dark corner of the workshop, they wheeled out a large, dusty box labeled: Santa looked down at the Quantum Sleigh 3000,
And back at the North Pole, Santa Claus sat in his armchair, a “I Survived My Own Invention” mug in his hand, watching the sunrise. Kringle walked by, holding the melted remains of the Quantum Sleigh 3000. The sky above the North Pole looked like
“MERRY CHRISTMAS. YOUR TOYS HAVE BEEN TESTED FOR SAFETY. DO NOT ASK ABOUT THE TIME LOOP. ENJOY YOUR HOVERBOARD. BEEP.”
“HO HO HO,” it buzzed, jerking to life. “I AM SANTA. PLEASE INSERT COOKIE.”