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“Let me guess,” she said to Kringle. “He didn’t read the manual.”

And amazingly, it worked. Santabot 2.0 flew off into the night, dropping presents with mechanical precision. It didn’t stop for milk and cookies. It didn’t check if kids were sleeping. It just buzzed, “HO HO HO. NEXT HOUSE IN 4.3 SECONDS.”

Mrs. Claus handed him a cup of hot cocoa. “No. But you’re banned from touching any buttons until January. And you owe the elves a therapy session for having to look at the robot Santa.”

Santa Claus in Trouble... Again

“He’s done it again,” sighed Kringle, the Head of Logistics, rubbing his temples with his tiny, mittened hands.

Inside was a slightly wonky, animatronic Santa. His beard was made of mop strings, his eyes were mismatched buttons, and his voice sounded like a broken kazoo.

“Ah, bloomin’ icicles ,” he whispered. “Not again.” Santa Claus in trouble... again- Free Download

“You know, boss,” Kringle said, “for a jolly old soul, you sure have a talent for disaster.”

On the forty-seventh loop, Santa blinked and said, “Margaret? Why are you hitting me with a spoon? And why do I taste cranberries?”

And back at the North Pole, Santa Claus sat in his armchair, a “I Survived My Own Invention” mug in his hand, watching the sunrise. Kringle walked by, holding the melted remains of the Quantum Sleigh 3000. “Let me guess,” she said to Kringle

“Because, you old fool,” she said, “you broke time. Again.”

Santa grinned, his eyes twinkling. “If I wasn’t in trouble, what would you elves do with all that emergency training?”

“He used the manual as a coaster for his hot cocoa,” Kringle replied. It didn’t stop for milk and cookies

“Oh, fiddlesticks ,” he said, for the third time that minute.