Santa sighed and deeply regretted eating that second mince pie. He wiggled but felt wedged against the sooty chimney wall.
‘Misty-Bell? Sparkle?’ he called, ‘I’m stuck!’
The elves giggled and white-gold glitter drifted downwards. The chimney expanded with a swoosh noise and Santa fell into the fireplace with a bang.
(Inspired by; https://katmyrman.com/2018/11/20/twittering-tales-111-19-november-2018 with thanks).
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Where can I get some of that white gold glitter!?! It might come in handy in a tight spot! Hahaha! Good one Hayley!
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Ask Santa. Haha. Thanks. 🙂
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Haha! Good one! 😄
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Santa cant work without his helpers
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Very true!
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Great. Most chuckle-worthy. 🙂
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Thanks 🙂
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Very original!! Really enjoyed it.
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Thanks 🙂
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Hahaha! Finally, a positive take on the prompt! I loved it,
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Thanks! 🙂 Glad you liked it.
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