Microdosing - 80mg of North Pole
Prompt: NORTH POLE
Our prompt for today is NORTH POLE!
Write a story in 80 words!
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The snow melted under the stranger’s hoofs. Huffing, he dragged the old sack through the snow, the sight of him making the North Pole’s occupants flee.
His knuckles met the door and an aroma of burning birch sweetened the freezing air. The door opened, revealing a towering yet jolly figure dressed in red. The white-bearded man moved up his glasses, understanding shining through his eyes.
“Again?” he asked.
Satan shook his head. “Damn brain rot kids can’t spell to save their souls…”
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They looked down at the compass, the blizzard obscuring everything beyond a few metres.
*Clang!*
“Christ, that hurt!”
“Wow. It’s an actual pole. Who knew?”
“Is it stuck?”
The hapless pair yanked at the structure, which could easily be mistaken for scaffolding. After a few tugs, it slid free.
“Shall we take it?”
“Shhhh! What’s that hissing noise?”
Earth would soon be nothing more than a wrinkled disc tumbling through space, having collapsed under its own mass in just a few short hours.
The heads of production gathered in panic. Operations were running full bore with only a week left ‘til the big day. The fat man in red adjusted his specs and looked down at the list he’d been handed.
“Just in from D.C. There we are, plain as day. ‘The North Pole’. This is much worse than being on any naughty list. This will kill us.”
“What list is that?” asked the elf CFO, late to the meeting.
Kringle sighed. “Tariffs.”