Mr. Claus 2022

While Mrs. Claus rang the bell at the front door, Leroy and William blasted the lock off of a back door and were on their way to the Larsen Bedroom.
No one answered the front door so Mrs. Claus tried the door handle and it was open so she let herself in figuring that the boys would be ahead of her. She didn’t hear any explosion as the sound of the bell had covered it up. J.J. waited out in the Volvo just in case they needed to get away as fast as possible. They had left Otto with him and Brynjar remained back in Norway content with his whisky.

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In the Larsen Bedroom Cailleach pushed Mr. Claus off the bed on the side away from the door. She motioned Skye and Ailsa toward the far corner of the room and they were ready for whatever was at the front door.
“So who’s there?” asked Cailleach.
Skye looked down at her phone and said, “It’s Mrs. Claus.”
“She doesn’t woxrry me so just let her in,” said Cailleach.
“The door was never locked and nobody in their right mind would fuck with us,” chimed in Ailsa.
“But these are not nobodies, dear,” said Cailleach.
At that moment the door burst open and two men jumped into the room loaded with weapons. The first one through the door had a bandolero lined with cartridges with shiny silver-looking tops and a revolver in a matching holster. He brandished a long sword with a shiny, silvery tip. The second one through was slight, almost like an elf, and pointed an alarmingly large machine pistol at her.
Cailleach said calmly, “My oh my. Silver weapons and a Miami Vice special. You guys have come prepared. But no need for violence here.”
“No need for violence? Damn, you have no idea what you’ve done to this man. It’s over now. Give us Mr. Claus and we’ll leave you to celebrate the Winter Solstice in the dark and damp of Shetland,” said Leroy.
Cailleach pulled Mr. Claus to his feet and shoved him toward Leroy and William.
Suddenly Mrs. Claus appeared in the doorway and pointed her finger at Cailleach, “Like Hell we are just going to walk out of here with our tails tucked between our legs.”