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151So here we go. I wrote this last night, well not all of it. Thats why I didnt send it out until now. yay. It's the first of the holiday stories. Unless you count the last one... hm I guess we can. Hope you enjoy! Oh and also everyone can welcome Josh to the list! yay Josh. Ok here we go
Silly story 151
Randy the other Reindeer
One day Santa came to Randy and told him that he would be getting a promotion. He would begin shadowing Donner so he could eventually take his place in the team. This was also around the time of the Reindeer Homecoming when Reindeer of the year was selected. Randy was thrilled, it looked like it was his day and that was good since the award would be announced soon.
Randy ran down the hall where all his reindeer friends were waiting. The reindeer class president Skitzy was at the podeum. "It is now time," she said with a smile "to annoucne the reindeer of the year!" Everyone cheered. "We all know that the homecoming is coming up this weekend. This year the Reindeer of the year will get to start off the dance by dancing with his or her date to the first dance!" Everyone nodded. Randy swallowed a little. "And the winner is... Randy Snowfoot!"
Randy's eyes got big. Everyone cheered and a few flew around the room. Skitzy beconed for Randy to come up. Randy smiled and flew up to the podeum. He thanked everyone for voting for him, said they were all his friends and then a little hesitantly said he'd see them all at the dance. AFter the celebration was over Randy began to walk slowly home with his head down. Duey a reindeer fawn a year younger than Randy saw him walking so lonely and he appeared.. to be sad. She wandered up beside him.
"Hi Randy? what's wrong?" Duey asked. Randy looked at her and shrugged.
"It's nothing," he said" that anyone can do anything about."
"Dont be silly" said Duey.
"Oh no really," said Randy "Ok if I tell you you have to promise to tell no one." Randy felt he could trust Duey. She was his good friend Gary's little sister and she was good at keeping secrets.
Duey nodded in anticipation.
"Ok, it's about the dance. I was going to go stag, no pun intended. I figured I'd just ask Gary to go. But now I have to have a date and dance in front of eveyone!"
"But you're a good dancer" said Duey "And there's lots of girls that would love to go with you." She pointed up ahead where about six fawns were waiting at Randy's door smileing, fluffing their tails and fluttering their eyes.
"That's.. That's the problem," said Randy. "I don't like girls."
"What do you mean?" asked Duey, "Im a girl and you like me."
"No no no. I mean not in that way." Randy looked around and stopped walking. He leant in real close to whisper in her ear. A few of the fawns who were watching down the way snuffed up their noses and turned on to go home. "Im gay" whispered Randy.
Duey stood there for a second not saying any thing. "You're very happy?" she asked. "I would be to if I won the award, but what does that have to do with liking girls I mean-" she stopped and then"Ohhhh. You mean that kind of " she lowered her voice real low " you want to marry a boy reindeer."
Randy nodded.
"So what," said Duey, "Gary's .. very happy... too."
"He is!" Randy exclaimed. He was so excited. He had thought maybe Gary was but he wasn't sure adn he didn't want to risk the friendship and he was thrilled. He almost ran off to ask Gary to go to the dance with him right away, but then.
"No don't you see!" said Randy."That's not acceptable. I can't dance with Gary at the dance. IT's just not accepted!"
"How do you know?" asked Duey.
"Have you ever seen anyone do it?"
"No, but that doesn't mean anythigng."
AFter much deliberation, Duey explained to Randy that everyone loved him no matter what and convinced him to go.
When the dance came around and the first dance was annoucned Randy marched proudly out on the dance floor with Gary. The crowd was silent. Skitzy stood in wonderment and almost forgot to start the music. Santa tapped her slightly and said "start the music dear, no puin intended." And Skitzy started the song. Gary and Randy began to dance together. Neither of them said anything. No one said anything. When the song ended they boith bowed. Everyone slowly began to clap. Randy came up to the microphone. Gary followed.
"Excuse me," said Randy, " Just in case you are now wondering... I'm.. Well I like boy reindeer and Gary likes boy reindeer and we really like eachother... And well, if this means you don't like me anymore, well then fiine. I guess, I guess you weren't my friends in the first place. And if you want me to give up my award or.. something.. I guess I might be able to do that. "
There was a short silence where one could hear a pine needle drop then Santa burst out laughing "Ho Ho Ho" then everyone started chuckling a little. "Randy you silly goose, or I guess you're a silly reindeer Ho Ho Ho Of course we still like you! Just the way you are.You and Gary both."
"Really?" said Randy.
Everyone cheered in approval. "Well then," said Skitzy " Let's get this party started!" and she turned on some fast dance music.
Gary let out a sigh, "This is great!" Randy smiled and paraded around with his date proudly. Duey sat by the punch bowl and when the two lvoe birds, or deer, passed she simply said "I told you so!"
Randy and Gary's honesty opened doors to all sorts of confessions. There were a few other gay and lesbian reindeer and a lot of elves. There were deer who still listened to the Spice girls and Hanson. Anything big or small was put out into the open and everyone was excepting.. well there were a few things they would have rather not known. Like they found out the lunch lady was in love with the gym teacher and fantazied about him doing a sexy dance with spaghetti and that the head elf liked to cook hot chocolate and watch Christmas speacials in the nude. But for the most part everyone was very happy and they stayed that way.
the end
moral: It's fun to try new things, cause then everyone will tell you their secrets.
RESPONSES:
1.Oh my gosh! I LOVE this story! I wish the world was like this in real life. Stupid close-minded people. Anywho, this story reminds me of that new movie coming out (or already out, i don't know) with Jake Gillinghall (sp?) and Heath Ledger about the gay couple. I REALLY want to see this movie. By the Meagan, this is going to go on my wall (your other stories are up there), but I am going to make the font really big so people are FORCED to read it. :) Great job! ~Krista the open-minded and accepting who is stuck in a world full of stupid, close-minded people~
2.Very strange Meagan...I am not sure what enthralled you to write a story about a reindeer, but I liked it none the less because everyone was happy in the end. Except the lunch lady who wanted the gym teacher to dance with spaghetti...she didn't get her wish.
Thanks for a years worth of silly stories!
-Kendra 3.Awwwwww so cute. I am glad that the reindeer had their own national
coming out day, more reindeer should do so...it would make for an
interesting christmas special.
Sarah
4. That is a wonderful story! I'm so glad Santa isn't a bigot. Ten points for Santa, and ten points each for Randy and Gary!
-Kyla .
lol how nice. Its good that Randy was able to tell duey his little secret
Cute story meggie
Pinkster I love this story. It's great. Yes i agree try new things!! Makes you a well rounded individual. Well unless it can hurt you!
Mickey
if only people were really that nice about it. I liked
your story meagan. It was nice to not hear someone
bashing gay people like I hear at work and sometimes
school everyday
Morgan
Hey Babe,
So...gay reindeer and elves? Interesting. Gay reindeer dance way better than straight ones anyway...and they dress better too.
Jill
Elf Finals
They would have to built two toys. One before Santa arrived, that they could spend as much time on as they pleased. And a toy of the same model when Santa arrived when their every move would be monitored and timed. If they passed they would undergo a quick quiz about the processures of their section, important deadlines, and Holiday cheer.
If they didn't want to work on toys, they had the choice of working with reindeer or doing landscape. Their were all sorts of jobs nd all sorts of schools. But this week it was finals for the toy makers.
Santa enjoyed finals week for any school. He liked to see the new ideas of the up and comming elves. He liked to watch them work, not to mention it gave him a break from monitoring all the children in the world, training reindeer and plannning routes. This year he decided he would brew an extra speacial batch of egg nog to congradulate the graduates with.
While Santa was brewing up the egg nog a nasty sad little elf named Bustix was wandering out side, drunk as a skunk. He was one of the very rare and quite sad drop out eleves. He had failed out of every school. He couldn't build any toys and no one went for his idea to make dolls anatomically correct. The reindeer didn't like him because he chased them with sticks and when he wanted to get off early he left an old sheep dog in his place. All his snow plants died and his cooking made everyone ill. They didn't even attempt management school and he slept in elf history. Every job they tried him on he was bad at or didn't show up to. So he was a wanderer and a bum.
He was in a particularly sore mood that day. He had been drinking since 9am. He had realized that it was finals week around 11am and began to drink more. He was on the verge of passing out but stopped to pee on a Christmas tree outside Santa's kitchen window. Bustix smelt the egg nog and began ranting and raving about how Santa never made speacial egg nog for him. Bustix looked around, he went over to the window to spit in the egg nog. Instead he dropped his six pack into the kettle as he passed out. When he woke up he didn't remember anything and thought someone had stolen his beer. So he went off into the mystical forest cursing and throwing a fit.
When Santa came back he couldn't resist getting a taste of the egg nog. He noticed it tasted a little bit better than the last time he made it so he had a few glasses. Santa has a very low drinking tolerence becuase Mrs. Claus doesn't much care for the stuff in the house. So of course Santa got loaded. He didn't realize it either.
He went off to the elf finals, stubbing his toe on the way and becoming in quite an irritated mood.
This was no good.
When Santa got there the elves greeted him happily. Santa said whatever and went to the first elf on the list. The elf presented his first toy. Santa just humpfed at it and said whatever. Teh little elf was expecting a better answer. When he started his time trial Santa had a case of gas which was a tad distracting. HAlf way through Santa shouted "Stop." The little elf looked up at him startled. The head elf quickly stoped the time watch. They both starred. "Aren't you the elf that mooned me on my birthday!?" said Santa. The little elf looked up shaking in his shoes. "I uh, well I guess so I did but I mean I got detention and I-"
"So what!" said Santa. "You're clearly an insolent!"
"But that was in kindergarden!" shouted the elf.
""You fail! Next!" Santa said ignoring his pleas.
The next elf he failed for liking white chocolate better than milk chocolate. The next elf he failed becuase she had her hat on crooked. He failed the next elf for being related to an elf who broke the hot chocolate machine 7 years prior. By the end of the day he had failed all the future toy maker elves, fired their teachers, and quite his job as Santa. It was a horrible mess.
Santa went home. He had forgotten about the egg nog. Muttering about how the bad elves didn't deserve teh tasty egg nog. MRs. CLause came in to tell Santa what was what, having heard about the day. She found him lying on the floor glugging egg nog.
It didn't take her long to figure out what the problem was. She grabbed Santa. Took away his nog. Gave him coffee. LEt him sleep it off and in the moring Santa gave a formal apology to everyone and an extra week to do their projects since many eleves had broken them in hopeless depression after being yelled at. Santa had a lot of apologizing to do. So this was probably for the best. He also had a headache.
Around noon Bustix came in from the forest covered in leaves and thorns demanding the return of his beer and suddenly everything made since. They desciqued Bustix as a "little person" and sent him down to earth for AA meetings. When he was sobered up he became the sponsor that came in and explained to little elves why drugs and drinking were bad and why kids who did them often were on the naughty list. Santa didn't make egg nof for a very long time.
the end
moral:If you're missing your beer you should call Santa and see if he's been drinking it. You may save Christmas.
Responses
wow! Elf finals seem just like our finals! poor little guys! Poor Santa.. that little bastard bustix spiked the egg nog! I think he should have to shovel out the reindeers pens. At least he made things right in the end though! My finals went better than those poor elves though :) Ive passed all of them, which is a plus, and I even know for sure what one of my grades is. The other two Im pretty sure I got an A in, and I needed a high B on one of my finals to get an A in the class, so lets all cross our fingers and hope! I hope everyone has a great Christmas, and maybe we can all get together when everyones home :) Pinkster
I've long known about this "blind spot" in Santa's good-and-bad detection system. It's the time of the year when I pull off all of my devilish schemes and Santa is none the wiser! MWAHAHA! Of course there was that one year when Santa changed Elf Finals week and I had to hack into The List database and change my "Naughty -" to a "Nice +". That was a close one, that was the year I got my Playstation and my little sister got the flu. Did I mention I changed her "Nice" to a "Naughty -"? Coincidence? I think not. Happy Holidays all! -Josh
Very cute story! I found it very interesting and it definitely had me interested in what would happen. I really liked the Christmas-like theme tied with the Finals theme. I would've have cried and harmed myself if Santa had flunked me and treated me that way...seriously! I don't take MEAN criticism well at all, especially if it is from someone who is normally nice like Santa. Yay for Christmas...even though I have only gotten 2 peoples presents out of a list of 10. eeek! Anywho, I am happy to say that I am officially done with finals..so it is party central with me for the next 3 weeks. j/k! I will probably be the bum I am and only go to wild country a few times, the movies a few times, hang at somebody's house a few times....sleep, work, and do christmas and new years' eve parties. Oh well! Hope you guys have a merry christmas!! ~Krista the elated b/c she is done with finals!~
Cute as always Meagan. Egg nog doesn't taste that great anyway and if Santa is taking my beer, he is more than welcome to it...as long as he leaves some malts in its place...or pineapple flavored Captain Morgan's Rum is good too. Merry Christmas. What are you doing for New Years? I'll be in town and don't know what i'm going to do yet. Jill
I know what that elf feels like. :(, but I am glad everything worked out int he end. Kudos to Merry Xmas's. I hope everyone has a great one. ta ta for now Mickey
I liked it! Drugs and alcohol do make you a grumpy person...unless you are smoking pot...cause people tend to not care about anything when they are high.... Good moral too...damn Santa.-kendra
Great, now I'll have nightmares! Santa shouldn't be drinking! Nor should the elves. Can't we get them something else to get addicted to, like sugar?-kyla