“So what’s this?” asked Carl.
“A rocket” replied Kevin. “Every year Nurgle prepares one to send presents to those who Santa couldn’t get to – such as those on the International Space Station and Thunderbird 5”.
“Cool” said Carl. “But where do the presents go?”
“Well as you can see the body of the rocket is quite small, so we have to put them all in the catch net that gets strung below. Because there is a weight limitation, none of the presents are very heavy”.
“That’s impressive. But won’t they get burnt by the rockets?”
“No, because we use a very long piece of rope. It also has to be very thin to reduce the overall weight. And before you ask, we send it now so it will arrive on time.”
“Fantastic! Can I light the fuse?”
“Sorry, that’s Nurgle’s job and he takes it very seriously. Nurgle, are you ready?”
“Yes” said Nurgle, “Launching rocket in 5…4…3…2…1!”
He pressed a button and the rockets twin engines roared into life. The flames burnt through the snow and in an instant the rocket shot upwards.
“ooooooohhhh” said Carl and Kevin.
“Carl,” asked Nurgle. “Did you… err.. remember to tie the presents to the rocket?”
“Umm… can we say their presents got lost in the post?”
Elsewhere in the village, two elves were just finishing the touches to what they thought would be the present of the year.
“Well, it’s quite good” said Balfar, “But I’m not a girl, and I have no idea if this is what they would like!”
“Well don’t look at me” said Calum. “Do you think there’s a girl elf that can take a look?”
“SQUEEEEEEE!!!! IT’S SO FLUFFY!!!!!!! OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH SQUEEEEEEEEE!!!!!”
“I THINK SHE LIKES IT!” shouted Calum at Balfar.
“YES, I THINK SHE LIKES IT!” responded Balfar.
“QUITE” replied Calum.
“HALF PAST FOUR” said Balfar. “BUT I’LL BE HONEST, SINCE MIMSY SAW THAT I CAN’T HEAR ANYTHING!!!”
“COD AND CHIPS” replied Calum.
Today’s advent presents:
Well from Minions we have the Unicorn. Or rather, Mimsy now has a Unicorn.
From Lego, we have what I hope is a rocket. As I say, I hope it’s a rocket because now it’s reached the stratosphere and I’ll have the Devil’s own job getting it back!