Rudolph Saves Christmas

By Shaun Allan

Rudolph, that very famous red-nosed reindeer has been accused of trying to sabotage Christmas! Join his as he, with the help of a very special squirrel named Flop, breaks out of prison in an attempt to clear his name!

Throw in a collection of madcap Christmas poems and you've got something to keep children of all ages entertained this Christmas!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Shaun Allan
• Release date: Nov 15, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465770738

Shaun Allan

Shaun Allan is a Wattpad Star, featured author and Wattys winner. Having appeared on Sky TV to debate traditional vs electronic publishing against a major literary agent, he writes multiple genres, including young adult and childrens', but mainly delves into his Dark Half to produce psychological horror. He has worked with Universal, Goosebumps, Blumhouse and DC Comics and regularly holds writing workshops at local schools. Many of his personal experiences and memories are woven into the point of view and sense of humour of Sin, the main character in his best-selling novel of the same name, although he can’t, at this point, teleport.Shaun lives with his daughters and a manic dog called Ripley (believe it or not). He works full time, co-owns a barbers salon and writes in that breath between his heartbeats. Though his life might, at times, seem crazy, he is not.Honest.

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Rudolph Saves Christmas

And Other Oddities

By Shaun Allan

Copyright 2011 Shaun Allan

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Dedication

For Megan, Millie and Isobella

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Also by Shaun Allan

Sin

Zits’n’Bits

Tooth, the Whole Tooth and Nothing but the Tooth

Final Entry

The House on the Moor

Welcome the Night

Computers Don't Wear Pink Pyjamas

The Four Wotsits of the Doodad

Igglepop

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Rudolph Saves Christmas

Chapter One: Snow is Falling

It was snowing. Heavily.

Great big flakes as big as your hand were drifting down to Earth. They were taking their time, not rushing or falling so quickly they'd land on your nose before you'd even seen the snowflake coming for you. Why rush? Snow didn’t know what Time was. It didn’t know three seconds from twenty minutes, so they simply drifted down.

It was cold. Cold enough to turn the water from a dripping tap into an icicle in less than a heartbeat. Cold enough to turn your nose to a frozen lump of skin that couldn't sniff a wet dog in a dry kennel. Cold enough to make your fingers go blue even if you had on two pairs of gloves and kept your hands shoved so deep into your armpits they almost became bears in hibernation.

It was cold enough that the snowflakes knew they were going to be quite safe casually dropping down to lay on the path or road or garden or field. Nothing was going to make them melt as they covered the tree branches in their white blanket. They slowly erased the landscape, blending one feature into another until the only thing that could be seen was a white mass of nothing. Some great giant had opened a tin of emulsion and turned it upside down, letting the contents paint the world in a huge coat of brilliant, glaring, white.

Cars had become bumps, houses were ripples in the landscape and somewhere a Dalmatian howled for its owner to open the door and let it into the warmth.

The snow didn't care. It did the only thing it knew how to. It fell.

It was the night before Christmas Eve. Everyone - the newspapers, the parents, the guys on TV and the postman - all said it was going to be a 'white Christmas'. Of course it was. It didn't take a genius to know that waist deep snow didn't disappear overnight. It didn’t matter, though. It would be a white Christmas and people were excited - apart from not being able to move their cars or walk more than four steps without becoming frozen solid and needing to be thawed out in front of the fire for an hour or two before their teeth would stop chattering and their knees would stop knocking - each trying to see who could knock the loudest, or if they could do it in time with each other.

Rudolf was sitting in his armchair dozing. He’d been out trying to dig his way to the front gate and had given up after three hours. As fast as he'd dug a pathway to the outside world, the snow had sneaked up behind him and filled it back in again.

So Rudolf was tired, and he was having a well- earned rest. He planned to wake in about half an hour, just in time for tea, and he would then be nicely refreshed and ready for the meeting.

In the run-up to Christmas, whilst Santa and his elves were putting the finishing touches to the presents and making sure they knew which children had been Naughty or Nice or couldn't decide which was which, the reindeer had nightly planning meetings. They had to figure out the best routes to take to cover each house across the world in the shortest time possible. Once upon a time it had been easy. Once upon a time it had all been villages and little collections of houses huddled together trying to be a village. Cities had never been heard of and towns were odd places where houses had forgotten where they were