New Portrait Dec. 2019

Being one of Santa's Up n Comers, in the world of Christmas elf society... Trixie often got preferential treatment. Who woulda thought that Santa's helpers could gossip and actually be jealous??  After all, being one of the youngest (Only 400 years old!) of North Pole residents, but being top scorer of the Nice List was simply unheard of!

There's something bewildering about her, perhaps it's her presence or perhaps it's simply a feeling of warmth and cheer. But nonetheless, The Claus' tended to shower her with gifts, while hoping to one day for her to take over the role of Head Elf.  A role Blitz Jinglebeard, Trixie's oldest friend and closest competitor secretly plotted to remove her from this "contest"...

One Christmas, he pulled sleigh duty and found himself landing in the vicinity of Sinifer City for the 7 residents that made the Nice List that year. No wonder, this was such a fast stop!!! Blitz had no idea that this much sin and debauchery could be contained within a single town!

Peeking from the bushes, he watched several Naughty Listers approach a dark robed figure and handing "him"(?) a sack of gold, received a handful of strangely glowing vials.  "Ohhh cookies n milk!" Blitz thought, "A prankster! I will get some of these and slip them some cocoa and glasses of milk at the end of the night, and watch Trixie embarrass herself in front of the Bosses and make me a the next Head Elf!"

As the night came to a close after another good run, Blitz poured the various potions into some drinks and offered the tray to Trixie.  Thanking him, she bounced off and found Santa in the stables still with Dasher and an injured hoof.  She offered Santa some cocoa as she polished off the milk. It only took a few moments for the tainted drinks to have any effect...

Wondering what was taking Santa so long to come to bed, for some "Christmas Cheer"... Mrs. C stopped at a window and threw up the sash!
The moon on the breasts sticking up from the new-fallen snow
showed the lusting of Santa to objects below,
when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a butt naked elf riding her "faithful" Santa, "oh dear!"
With a huge frothing pecker, so hard and so quick,
She knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than teen boys, Santa and elf lustfully came,
as he moaned and grunted and called out her name.......

After the counsellors, lawyers and judge elves finally reached a deal... it was agreed that Santa and Mrs. Claus would remain married as long as Trixie be banished until she could earn a mention on the Nice List!   Mrs. C and Blitz ( who had be bumpin their uglies for a lil over 2 centuries) simply made it almost impossible for poor Trixie to ever succeed.

Lights:

Reds: Being on the Naughty List! Curdled milk. Stale cookies. Limp candycanes.

Whites:
Anything and everything else (it seems..)