Night of the Temp Imps by Kris P. Kreme
After a mysterious illness leaves all of the elves sick in bed, Santa has to hire a couple of temp imps to help with his yearly big night event.
Of course, where elves are subtle and sweet in their magic, imps are quite famously known to be blunt and perverse. Will these temp imps be able to pull off a Christmas miracle and not blunder everything?
Or will the Night of the Temp Imps be one hellish twisted night of naughtiness like never before?
It’s Christmas Eve, and this year there’s panic at the North Pole, an unfortunate illness spreading like a blanket of snow over all the elves, leaving Santa without the much needed assistants for his all night journey.
Despite all the legends and stories of Santa, it never was quite made clear just how vitally important the elves were on this special night. Where the older elves worked in the toy shops and desk duty helping plan and maintain the near impossible task of preparing for this night, the younger ones still had powerful magic and that magic was what kept Santa from being discovered prowling around people’s homes at night.
In modern times a man couldn’t simply sneak in and out without alarms, people freaking out, parents who themselves were playing Santa horrified to find the man himself doing their jobs. It would be chaos and Santa’s elves always ran interference, a little magic dust here, some sweet dreams there, keeping the world none-the-wiser to Santa’s continued existence.
As the sleigh launch is ready, reindeer on the runway, Santa realizes that with the rampant illness overtaking the elves this year there’s simply no one left to call… but the Temp Imps.
The Imps were largely vile creatures, the lowest of the supernatural beings, relegated to serving temporary positions for which even those they were famed at blundering. Where elves were wholesome and moral, Imps famously followed no moral codes, either caring too little or misunderstanding the ethics of human morality.
It was more than just a dangerous proposition to bring imps along, particularly last minute, but Santa can’t handle the work load alone, his magic not strong enough to account for all scenarios.
Seeing no other options, Santa makes the call, just two temp imps for the night, hoping beyond hope that they can’t totally screw up when their main purpose is just to create distractions and prevent his discovery.
At the first home however, Santa couldn’t have predicted that while always good boy Tommy slept peacefully in his bed, his father Dan would be busily preparing to bring gifts down from the attic and place them under the tree. And since Dan’s wife is currently at her mothers until the next morning, Dan has his own helper in his stepdaughter, Leila.
Together, the two of them are dressed up in fitting costumes, just in case little Tommy should happen to wake up and spot them out in the hall. It’s a tradition the always big kid at heart Dan has done for years, just usually with his wife.
Unfortunately it isn’t Tommy who discovers the two of them, Santa and the elves making entry through the attic as this particular home has no chimney. But then this is the test, Santa thinks, the imps knowing what their purpose is, ready to prove themselves capable, but what happens when their method of distraction is anything but sleepy, when instead of perhaps casting a spell of forgetfulness or instant napping, they push loving husband and stepfather Dan into being quite distracted at thoughts of Leila?
As one bumbling mistake becomes another and another, Leila and Dan might find themselves far too distracted and busy to worry about putting presents under the tree. They might have their hands full and in the case of Leila, other parts full before Christmas morning, but no one can say the imps didn’t do their job and that the two once normal members of the household witnessed Santa.
With the things on their mind, they likely wouldn’t notice if they had an audience by the time Santa is ready to leave and move on to the next home. It’s the night Santa has dreaded and never thought possible, a night his reputation might never recover from with rampant naughtiness released throughout the world. It’s the Night of the Temp Imps, following the ninth day of Kris-mas.
Recent Comments