The sounds of jingling bells could be heard long before Krusol, Sarah, and Buttercup was visible. A pair of white reindeer that oddly resembled their horses pulled along red and black painted cart. It wasn't quite a sleigh as RhyDin's streets were not suited for sleds when not iced. The children that had been escorted outside for St. Nicks arrival began bouncing in place from anticipation. When they heard Krusol belt out a booming "HO HO HO!" down the street they all squealed, some ran circles around the staff members trying to keep them corralled in front of the building.
"Whoa, Dasher! Whoa Dancer!"
Krusol pulled back on reins to bring garland decorate cart to a stop. The children were not to only ones that could not be contained. Buttercup leapt from Sarah's arms for some much deserved pettings from the horde of little ones.
"Don't spoil them too quickly, Prancer! Ho ho HO!"
Prancer, A.K.A Buttercup complete with tiny set of reindeer antlers as well, weaved from hand to hand purring all the way. Those not loving on the wee-reinkitten gathered at the steps of the cart waiting for the jolly plump elf to dismount. Mrs. Claus was first to step down with a smile so big it looked like it hurt. She patted some on the head and gently led then back a step.
"Merry Christmas, everyone! Now let's step back and give Santa some room."
When Krusol agreed to play the part of Father Christmas he committed to it. He and Sarah spent a couple hours earlier that day making sure his outfit was accurate down to wire frame glasses perched at the tip of rosy red nose. His black boots were polished to a glossy shine. Red velvet trousers and coat lined with snow white furs and thick waist belt complete with gold buckle. His long white beard had been glued to cheeks in case some of the kids got a little curious. Sarah even got the pleasure of testing the strength of the glue by giving tugs before they arrived.
"HO HO HO! Meeeeerry Christmas, children!"
Time taken to give each child a smile and individual wave as Sarah made space. The squees of delight only grew louder and the energy had to go somewhere. Krusol waddled his way down the cart steps due the extra padding around his gut. From back of the cart he hoisted out a sack stuffed to the brim with heaven knows what. When Krusol turned back toward the kids he felt a tug on his coat. He beamed down at the knee high brunette youngster.
"Sanna" Where's roodoff?"
She pointed back at the large horses posing as reindeer, neither of which had a bright, shiny red nose.
"Well, sweetheart, he's up at the North Pole with my other reindeer resting up for their big night on Christmas Eve. He told me to give you this, though."
Leaning close to scoop the little girl into his unoccupied arm he rubbed noses together. The girl giggled gleefully and clung to his neck as he carried her into the crowd of knee-high children. A broad grin given to Sarah and the other parental figures, guardians and staff.
"Let's go inside so Santa can hear what you all want for Christmas! HO HO HO!"
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"Whoa, Dasher! Whoa Dancer!"
Krusol pulled back on reins to bring garland decorate cart to a stop. The children were not to only ones that could not be contained. Buttercup leapt from Sarah's arms for some much deserved pettings from the horde of little ones.
"Don't spoil them too quickly, Prancer! Ho ho HO!"
Prancer, A.K.A Buttercup complete with tiny set of reindeer antlers as well, weaved from hand to hand purring all the way. Those not loving on the wee-reinkitten gathered at the steps of the cart waiting for the jolly plump elf to dismount. Mrs. Claus was first to step down with a smile so big it looked like it hurt. She patted some on the head and gently led then back a step.
"Merry Christmas, everyone! Now let's step back and give Santa some room."
When Krusol agreed to play the part of Father Christmas he committed to it. He and Sarah spent a couple hours earlier that day making sure his outfit was accurate down to wire frame glasses perched at the tip of rosy red nose. His black boots were polished to a glossy shine. Red velvet trousers and coat lined with snow white furs and thick waist belt complete with gold buckle. His long white beard had been glued to cheeks in case some of the kids got a little curious. Sarah even got the pleasure of testing the strength of the glue by giving tugs before they arrived.
"HO HO HO! Meeeeerry Christmas, children!"
Time taken to give each child a smile and individual wave as Sarah made space. The squees of delight only grew louder and the energy had to go somewhere. Krusol waddled his way down the cart steps due the extra padding around his gut. From back of the cart he hoisted out a sack stuffed to the brim with heaven knows what. When Krusol turned back toward the kids he felt a tug on his coat. He beamed down at the knee high brunette youngster.
"Sanna" Where's roodoff?"
She pointed back at the large horses posing as reindeer, neither of which had a bright, shiny red nose.
"Well, sweetheart, he's up at the North Pole with my other reindeer resting up for their big night on Christmas Eve. He told me to give you this, though."
Leaning close to scoop the little girl into his unoccupied arm he rubbed noses together. The girl giggled gleefully and clung to his neck as he carried her into the crowd of knee-high children. A broad grin given to Sarah and the other parental figures, guardians and staff.
"Let's go inside so Santa can hear what you all want for Christmas! HO HO HO!"
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