There once was a little Reindeer named Rudolph who lived in the North Pole alongside his Reindeer friends and Santa Claus, his dream was to be a member of the team that pulled Santa's sleigh, but only the elite aristocrats of the Reindeer society could enter the retinue. So with a fire in his belly he worked his way up the manifold of the Reindeer society and eventually he developed a fond friendship with Santa and was placed on the team. One day when Rudolph was training flight skills he was snatched by the CIA who were trying to extract information from the poor critter, mainly how Santa and his elves mass produce products in hopes of turning the tide on the weapons market. Rudolph had no knowledge of production but the CIA refused all of his excuses and resorted to tortures so cruel it made water boarding look like a supersoaker fight, one torture was to inject enough red glow stick gel into Rudolphs nose that if given to a 3rd world country they could turn a profit on the rave industry. Eventually they relented and sent him back to the North Pole with threats if he ever talks about what they did they will nuke the entire Southern Hemisphere and make him watch the carnage. Rudolph was glad to be home and safe but there was a problem, the red gel injected in his nose that made him look like he was on a whole different level of christmas spirit also denied him from flying as the rush of blood from flight would send the gel cascading through his body shutting down all primary organs. Rudolph never flew again instead he now spends his christmas helping militant groups unleash devestaing attacks on the US hoping to get even for his curse.


The End