Santa's Delivery

Game description:

Reindeer Dash The reindeer were getting restless. It was Christmas Eve, and they knew that Santa was waiting for them. They had to hurry, or he would miss his deliveries. Dasher pawed the ground impatiently. "Come on," he said. "We're wasting time." Dancer nodded. "I know," she said. "But Santa's still getting presents ready." Vixen sighed. "I just wish he would hurry up," she said. Comet rolled his eyes. "He's not going to hurry up," he said. "He's Santa Claus." Prancer nuzzled Comet's antlers. "Don't be so grumpy," he said. "Santa's just excited." "Excited?" Comet scoffed. "He's going to be exhausted by the time he's done." Odin shook his head. "You don't understand," he said. "Santa loves Christmas. He wouldn't have it any other way." The reindeer fell silent, each lost in their own thoughts. They knew that Odin was right. Santa loved Christmas, and they loved him. They would do whatever it took to help him deliver presents to all the good little boys and girls in the world. With a snort, Dasher took the lead. The other reindeer followed close behind, and soon they were flying through the sky. The wind whipped past them, and the stars twinkled in the distance. The reindeer worked hard, and soon they had delivered all of Santa's presents. They were tired, but they were also happy. They had helped Santa make Christmas a special day for everyone. As they flew back to the North Pole, the reindeer smiled. They knew that they had done a good job.