“I can’t see my nose!” shouted Niki over all the wind.

“I’ve got news for you! You never could!” André shouted back.

“I can’t see anything!” I exclaimed. You may be wondering how we got here. Well it all started a while back, before I met Niki, and before I met Griselda. It all started on a moonsday not to long ago…

You see I’m a purple flying cow, and I’m very touchy about my grades…. What does that have to do with all this you may ask… well you’re about to find out.

“Am I getting this right…you want to run away to the South Pole…?” I nodded. “To see… Santa?”

“Exactly” I replied.

“Are you crazy?” André (my blue flying cow friend) asked me.

“No!”

“Then why even run away in the first place?”

“My Social Studies teacher gave me a D” I mumbled

“What does that have to do with Santa?”

“She thinks that Santa lives in the North Pole!” I told him.

“So she gave you a D” he asked.

“Yes, so now I’m running away to the South Pole to prove he exists”

“Are you going to tell your parents?”

“Of course not, they still live in the past they think still that he lives at the North Pole and that he has little men called Elves helping him.”

“Well they sorta are elves; I mean they’re Elf Flying Penguins. But anyways I’ve got one more question”

“Ok” I answered

“Can I come?” he asked excitedly.

“Well… I guess if you really want too” I answered.

“Then it’s settled well get ready and leaves at midnight.