“Oh shit, oh shit! I thought that was Krampus!” Screamed Raven.

“How do you think a fat man dressed in red is Krampus?!” Qrow shouted at the girl.

“Uh I was looking at him from the rooftops when he was standing next to reindeer!”

On the snowy ground laid poor old Santa, knocked out by Raven’s magic. Standing next to the three was Thorn who was just shocked to see that old Saint Nick was real. The group had to figure out what to do before dawn broke and millions of children disappointed because he didn’t give them gifts. The group tried to wake him up but found it to be no use. Inside the sleigh was an elf, angry as hell that they were attacked. When one of the kids approached the red sleigh, it popped out, swinging a candy cane licked until it was sharp enough to stab someone.

“I ought to kick every last one of yous to the naughty list.” It screamed at them.

“Holy shit, an elf! A real life Christmas elf!” Thorn signed.

“Yes I’m a real elf, you dumbass! And I’m pissed off at you all! You killed Santa!” The elf yelled.

“Uh, he’s just outcold.” Lavender pointed out.

“I didn't mean too! I saw him from far away and thought it was Krampus! I swear I thought he was a demon or a monster here to kidnap children! I was just doing my job as demon slayer!” Raven explained. “I’ll do anything to stay off the naughty list, and not get stabbed and break out in hives by the peppermint candy cane!”

“What’s your name, cosplay girl?” The elf asked, putting the candy cane away.

“Raven Burnteal.” She answered.

“Oh I know you! You never accepted those candy canes from our mall Santas because of your allergy.” The elf said. “We always had to make sure you got an orange flavor candy cane or anything other than peppermint or mint flavors…”

“Yeah, uh, who are you?” Raven asked.

“Names Roger, Roger Noel! I’m one of Santa’s elves who helps with present delivery.” He answered, causing a few laughs from the kids.

“Sorry, your name’s kinda funny to us!” Raven said.

“Says the kids whose names are Wiccan, a plant, and something from a rose…” Roger said.

“Right, sorry! Um, we’re willing to help out anyway we can! It’s our fault that Santa got hurt and those kids need those gifts.” Wiccan said.

Roger thought about it, he needed to get going, otherwise they this would be the worst Christmas in years. He looked at Thorn and Raven, figuring the two of them would be able to fit in the sled. Then he looked at Lavender and Wiccan, he saw that those two would be best left to care for Santa while he was knocked out.

“Alright, Thorn and Raven will help me deliver gifts and the rest of you will be taking care of Santa. When we get back, I’ll make sure you kids aren’t on the naughty list for the rest of eternity!” Roger said.

Raven and Thorn nodded, getting in the front and backseat. Roger sat next to Thorn and with a loud HEYA, the reindeer took off, leaving Lavender, Wiccan and Qrow to care for Santa. All throughout the night, the two did their best to keep up with Roger’s orders, when they got to a neighborhood full of children, they were to open the sac and pull out the boxes. The boxes were empty until they get into the house, which then they will open up and the gifts will fly out, filling stockings full of toys and treats. The cookies would vanish and reappear in a tin for Santa and Roger to eat while the milk filled the tumble that sat in the cup holder.

Lavender and Wiccan had to use their magic to lift Santa and carry him to their house. The two didn’t really know what to do or how to care for a being like him, Qrow had some idea.

“Okay, so we just leave milk and cookies and the big guy will be alright!” Qrow said.

“Will he though? Will he be okay? Or will he pull out some candy cane bazooka at us and kill us with Christmas cheer?” Lavender asked.

Wiccan just shook his head and picked up Qrow’s phone that had an app for demonics and demonic magic users to use. He typed down Santa Claus out cold and got a few results.

“Okay, it says here if we ever find Santa unconscious we are to leave out Christmas cookies and sweets along with eggnog mixed with a peppermint stick.” Wiccan read.

“Uh problem, we don’t have peppermint sticks, we don’t keep them in the house due to Raven’s allergy.” Lavender reminded him.

“Qrow can break into a house and steal some! I know that Dixie has a dog and there's no screen door on the back door, where the doggy door is at.” Wiccan said.

“Uh you guys do know I’m a stuff animal, I could get eaten by Buster!” Qrow stated.

“Okay then just unlock the door so we can get in.” Wiccan said.

Qrow sighed and agreed to this plan. The two left Lavender to quickly whip up a batch of gingerbread men and decorate them to wake Santa up. She had a package of the premade dough in the pantry and quickly melted the butter so it can mix. It was nearly an hour later when Qrow and Wiccan came home, both panting hard.

“How did it go boys?” Lavender asked them.

“I even took the eggnog.” Wiccan said.

“How’s the cookies?” Qrow asked.

“Just popped them in the oven, just gotta wait for them to bake.” She answered.

***

Raven cheered as the last gift fell down and into the house it belonged to, it meant they were now able to return to their home. Roger announced they would be warping to their sleepy college neighborhood, hoping that their friends would be able to wake Santa up. With a blink and the sound of jingle bells, they returned to Drafters Street, landing and parking in the middle of the street for the whole world to see.

“Well, people are gonna be saying they shouldn’t have drank the nog tonight when they see this.” Raven joked.

Thorn nodded and lead Roger into their house and found Santa still passed out on their couch, Lavender in the kitchen working on gingerbread men. Wiccan and Qrow sat in the kitchen, both nodding off every now and then.

“Hey, we’re back! Did Santa wake up?” Raven asked.

“No, I’m working on the cookies now.” Lavender said.

“OH for jingle bells sake. We collected a ton of cookies, I’ll go grab some, you just make sure you have nog and peppermint candy canes.” Roger said as he went out to grab a few cookies from the sleigh.

“Well, I don’t think they suck.” Raven said as she took one and tried to take a bite only found it too be a little over cooked.

“How did that elf know?” Lavender asked as the door open and in came Roger.

“It’s dark brown, almost black. You should stay away from the baked goods.” Roger said.

Lavender pouted and went to dump the batch she made and watched as they woke Santa up. The group got an ear full and was told they would have to make up for it for years before their kin would get gifts on Christmas. They all agreed and kept apologizing to the big man as they watched him and Roger leave.

“Maybe we should invest into that drone.” Wiccan suggested as they all went inside.

“Yeah, I’ll order one off of amazon first thing when I wake up!” Raven said.