“Santa has been gone all Summer,” said Mrs. Claus sadly, "I really miss him."

"Well," said Sparky the elf, "he texted me the other day and said he was in Las Vegas partying,”

“What do you mean? It’s a week before Christmas,”replied Mrs. Claus.

Sparky stuttered "when I talked to him, he said that he was on his way home since it was almost Christmas. In fact, he told me he was actually going to Vegas to get supplies for us elves to make toys, but he got distracted."

Oh Sparky I really miss Santa!

Sparky went on to tell Mrs. Claus that Santa had told him on his way out of the casino, he decided to try his luck one more time.

when he stuck his last poker chip in a slot machine and he won!

"Santa said he was going to use the money to buy more toys... but..."

“But what?” asked Mrs. Claus.

"Well," Sparky slowly replied "He said he got so excited, he put in all the tokens in the machine and lost all his money!”

“SERIOUSLY?” roared Mrs. Claus.

"But guess what? winked Sparkly suddenly perking up, "He still has the money he left home with that I hid it in his suitcase!"

"Oh Sparkly, what would I do without you?" sighed Mrs. Claus.

““BBRRING!” Mrs. Claus’ cell phone suddenly rang.

“Hello?” said Mrs. Claus cautiously.

"Hey Honey, how are you?” asked Santa sweetly. 

"Oh Claus, Sparky just told me what happened” scolded Mrs. Claus.

"Awww Honey," sobbed Santa. "I’m sorry, I just thought I could win more money for toys.”

“I don’t care, You better hurry

and get your rump home, Claus!

Christmas is in 4 days!”

cautioned Mrs. Claus.

Oh Claus what have you done?

“Uhmm, Honey, Sweet Face, Sugar Pie"... "I stuck one last poker chip in and I kinda lost all of the money!” cried Santa.

“WELL, WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO NOW?" screamed Mrs. Claus.

“I’m sorry,” stuttered Santa, "We could..."

Suddenly the phone line went silent.

"Oh Sweet Face, I'm sorry !"

What now?

“Oh Dear,” cried Mrs. Claus, “He must have lost service,”

"Sparky?” sniffled Mrs. Claus. “Yes, Mrs. Claus?" answered Sparky slowly.

Mrs. Claus was too upset to talk and burst out crying. Sparky said

"I know what to do. Milk, cookies, and pizza always make you feel better." Sparky started getting out the ingredients.

Meanwhile in Vegas

“I can't believe it, my battery died and I don’t have any money!" sobbed Santa. "I don't even have my suitcase. What am I going to do? I guess I’ll have to get a job,” sighed Santa.

There was a Pizzeria on the strip beside the casino. Santa went in to see if Pizzeria would hire him.

“Hi, How may I help you fatty? My name is Jerry and I don't have time to waste, said Jerry rudely. “Calm down, sir. You are being very rude” said Santa cautiously “My name is Santa and I need a job, immediately please.”

“How can you work here when you barely can fit through the door?” asked Jerry.

“Why are you being so mean?" sobbed Santa. “I know how to make pizzas, I make them with my wife all the time!'' said Santa angrily.''Why should my size matter? You need the help, I need a job."

HELP WANTED

APPLY INSIDE

“I guess we can have a place for you Santa," sighed Jerry.

“Be here tomorrow morning at 6 o’clock sharp!” said Jerry angrily. Santa kindly thanked him.

The next morning Santa was in place bright and early. "Since you know what to do, just get started" said Jerry. "Ok", replied Santa. At the end of the shift, Santa was paid for his work. When he got off work, Santa decided to go buy another cell phone. “Now, I can finally call Mrs. Claus” said Santa happily.

When he got a break, Santa called Mrs. Claus.

“Hi, Mrs. Claus,”said Santa excitedly.

“OMG," exclaimed Mrs. Claus. "Santa I’ve been worried about you.” “Honey, I have an idea, can you come get me?”asked Santa.

Good Job!

 “Yes, Good idea besides I’m so ready to see you... and Vegas!”exclaimed Mrs. Claus. “Great!”, cheered Santa.

“I’ll try to come get you tomorrow since Christmas is only two days away” said Mrs. Claus. “Wait,' Who’s going to deliver all of the presents she asked?

“Why not let Sparky deliver? In fact tell him to use the emergency money to pay for extra supplies”said Santa. “That would be a great idea” agreed Mrs. Claus.

“Talk to you later, smooches!” laughed Santa.

Afterwards, Santa decided to rent a car to drive around and see Vegas. However, he was feeling lucky so he decided to go back to the casino.

Santa called Sparky right away “Hey Sparks, how are you?” "Oh hey, I’m being good Santa- giving orders and making toys” replied Sparky.

"Sparky I am proud of you for holding down the North Pole. I think you could use more responsibility." chuckled Santa.

Listen Up

Sparks

On his way to the casino as he was driving down the Vegas Strip Santa passed a fashion show that was happening. "Hmmm," Santa thought, "If I win the the show I will win $10,000 cash! Maybe I should sign up for it" said Santa to himself. He was feeling lucky so he did.

Before he knew it, he was walking down the red carpet in his full suit. The crowd cheered loudly for him.

He won the show! "Maybe I should go to the casino and double my luck since I have been so lucky," Santa said to himself.... "then again maybe not. I'm tired and since Mrs. Claus is on her way, maybe I'll surprise her with a treat!"

Santa put the money in his sack and drove to a hotel.

Yassssss.... Whooooo Hoooo... Clap It Up! Marvelous!