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“What are you doing?” Arty asks, I could barely make out the fumes of her anger in the darkness of her home. Her curly ginger hair unraveled like pasta, circling her face like a cloud. I just woke up the goddess of the night’s daytime nap.
“He watches you when you sleep, and when you’re awake. He is—.”
“You have ten seconds, little brother,”
“I’ll only need a second!”
“Ten— two, one!”
I pull piles of coal, and dump them on Arty’s face before she could stand, and when she did— I was already gone. I sprinted to ‘my’ chariot as fast as my little godly feet could take me, and of course I ran fast. I jumped into my chariot and tugged on the reins as ‘my’ reindeer pull me to the air.
The wind howled as I soared higher into the sky, my reindeer pulling me effortlessly through the clouds. I glanced back, half-expecting Arty to be in hot pursuit, but she wasn’t. Instead, I could almost feel her burning gaze on my back, the kind only a big sister could deliver.
I grinned, despite the fact that I knew I’d probably be getting a few less presents next year. Arty wasn’t one to forget a slight, even if it was just a playful prank. But I didn’t really mind. After all, it wasn’t like I didn’t know she had a soft spot for coal—it was always the perfect gift for her and her merry band of winter huntresses.