All of the deer
looked stared at the kitties and why wouldn’t they? Who in the meow would’ve guessed that a bunch
of cats and a hippo would even be up in the North Pole anyway? The reindeer that seemed to be in charge of
the group started shaking his head. “What
are you cats going to do? You can’t stop
a bunch of humans with guns.”
There was a
collective gulp among the kitties and even Paws looked worried. However, he was standing his ground. “We’re here to help that owl led Hank right
to all of you.”
The reindeer looked
confused for a second but then it seemed like it. “That was Kellie,” he said. “She told us she’d go for help.”
Kellie, the snowy
owl, go meowing figure…
It was Toni who put
everything into perspective. Leave it to
the Chub. “Are all of you really from
Santa’s?” she asked. She was wide-eyed and in awe. Toni, being a little chub, was a huge fan
of the man in the red suit (that was
probably because she wanted that Chubb jersey but I digrees).
“Yeah we’re Santa’s,”
the reindeer in charge answered. He was
alooking over his shoulder at this point.
Meee-wow he was nervous and it was no wonder…
The humans were
within eyeshot!
I think Santa needs to Intervene! Bad Humans
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