by Oonah V
wasnt in the middle of nowhere, it was
somewhere close to the edge. Only two vehicles
were parked this late on Christmas Eve and their
owners were the only customers. One was elderly
and obese. The other, a swarthy middle aged man
with white stubble, spoke.
like were in the same game
for a break?
conversation fizzled out and he tried again
Alpha Geldera and back.
its a regular trip. Ever been there?
want to get in on that. Its like bloody
Christmas all year round.
The Gelderans are great folk. One long party!
Plenty of everything, you know?
He winked but
the older man just nibbled a mince pie.
looking rig you got there.
vintage but Im fond of it.
you. Yours is the silver?
thats my beauty.
spankin new, mate. Cost me eighty thousand
Geldera Spondools and a case or two of Protilieal
get what you pay for. It goes nine tenths light
speed. Thats how come Im at the top
of my tree.
Nice view from there, is there?
Good one, mate! Nice view I like that.
Names Kris, by the way. The two shook
hands amicably. Say old timer, can I get
you a drink?
dry sherry perhaps.
The old man
thought a drink worth an ounce of civility.
Whats she run on then, your silver
fusion reaction with solar sail backup and
organics composite converter cells. Yours?
efficient though, surely. No wonder you dont
do the Galdera run. I didnt think anybody
used reindeer any more.
theyre the real thing - like me.
are they now, these reindeer?
set them loose grazing while I snack. Rudy will
come when I whistle.
it was real nice talking to you but its
time I was on my way, Santa
Mind how you go, son.
forecourt was empty but for one shiny silver,
streamlined vehicle, a sleek, bright sleigh and a
uniformed figure busy trying to find registration
marks on either.
in the uniform, you a law enforcer?
get yourself in there
That old guy thinks
hes really Santa Claus!
Kris got into
his silver bullet and sped off into the night sky
and just afterwards the old man left the Bar.
officer did you see that man who just left?
say he took off with your wallet?
I am a bit worried. He seemed to think he was
capable of space travel.
The old gent
gave a low whistle. In the twinkling of an eye a
team of reindeer appeared from nowhere and the
whole shebang disappeared way faster than light
speed, sending a magical trail of sparks
cascading to the ground.