and to all a good night!
I caught up with Fat Boy on a rooftop in Truro, Massachusetts.
Nice neighborhood. Below and all around me holiday lights blinked on and off. It was peaceful up there. I could stay up there all night.I wanted to, but I couldn’t.
I had work to do.
The lead reindeer had a very shiny red nose. He tossed his head when he looked at me. He looked bored. They all did. The reindeer on the roof were the biggest I’d ever seen.
They didn’t seem that surprised when I blinked into view. I had on a white shirt that was a little tight across my shoulders. The blue jeans were Marty’s dad’s too. They were too short for me. I didn’t have shoes on either, but that was okay. I didn’t feel the cold.
The chimney rattled. I watched as Fat Boy pushed his way out into the open air. Yeah, he was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf. His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry...well, you get the idea. The sack he carried on his back was bigger than he was.
Believe the hype for once. The whole set-up was pretty impressive. Krampus was the flip side, the ugly side of Santa Claus. This was the glamour side.
The thing was, Ol’ Nick wanted to kill me and Sam when we were kids. He had the wrong impression about Winchesters. That was definitely going to change.
He dropped down to the roof and walked towards the sleigh. As I walked out from behind the sleigh the reindeer perked up. They turned to watch.
The look of shock on Nick’s face was priceless. He dropped the sack of presents. I grabbed him by the coat and pushed him backwards into the chimney.
Ho ho ho my ass.
I smiled at him, bright and feral. He shook all over as I put the First Blade underneath his throat. “Nick, ol’ boy, we need to talk.”
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