"Merry Christmas to All, and to All a Goodis Night" (An annual holiday tradition)
The fat red man purred contentedly. Then he opened his mouth and screamed. He awoke from the dream jammed down the chimney, flames licking at his back. From above, a shaft of weak, sooty light and murmured voices.
“But, Rudy, what about—”
“I’m in,” a voice said.
"You on, Dancer? Prancer? Vixen? Comet? Good. Let’s go.”
Back down in hell, the fat red man shut his eyes and heard them exclaim as they drove out of sight …