The Southern Reindeer Training Camp was in a state of
pandemonium.
A terrible racket rose from
each building – reindeer bellowing, men shouting, women screeching, cows
moo’ing, and the clatter of dishes falling and breaking.
The thirteen Yule Lads hadn’t really meant to cause such a
fuss. Gully Gawk and Sheep Cote Clod
just snuck into the barn for a little milk.
It was a total accident that Gully Gawk slipped off the beam while he was
walking and landed on the backside of a sleeping reindeer, who jumped up so
suddenly she kicked the water bucket, which went flying into the wall, spraying
water all over two cows, a horse and three other reindeer and a small flock of
chickens. Truly, it was the chickens
that raised such a fuss and then the whole barn was in a tizzy.
Stufur, Door Sniffer, Pot Scraper, Bowl Licker, Spoon Licker,
Sausage Swiper and Meat Hook were all in the kitchen and couldn’t be blamed for
the ruckus outside. Inside was a
different story. When everyone ran
outside to see what was going on, Door Sniffer took advantage of the empty
kitchen – and the other six Yule Lads were right behind him.
Well, empty kitchen except the one girl that
screamed and fell over faint at the sight of the Yule Lads. They tore through the kitchen, snatching
every sweet treat, spoon, pot, pan, and sausage link they could find, leaving
behind a terrible mess.
Grinning wickedly, they ran to the forest nearby and devoured
the stolen goods. Their troll lips
smacked together as they drooled and slobbered their way through the
treats. Pot Scraper spit out a mouthful when the forest around them exploded in shouts and snorts!
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