In the air, there’s a feeling of Christmas.

You chase after the reindeer, who is now jumping at the base of the snowman, trying to reach the carrot nose.

After you pull the nose off the snowman’s face, you offer it to the tiny reindeer, who gobbles it up greedily. Between chomps and snorts, you hear a strange song with a familiar melody.

Y’all know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen,

Comet and Cupid, Rudolph, Donner, Blitzen.

Few will ever hear,

of the tiny refugee reindeer!

Cobalt the pygmy reindeer

was a tiny caribou

Cobalt had trouble flying

and other things that reindeer do

all of the other reindeer

would watch Cobalt’s ev’ry move

Cause if the reindeer didn’t

they’d find Cobalt under hoove!

Then December 23

coal dwarfs came to stay

they kidnapped all at the North Pole

but small cobalt got away.

Now it’s all up to Cobalt

to save Santa, elves and ‘deer

lest the mean coal dwarfs win and

cause Christmas to disappear!

By the time the song is over, the tiny reindeer has finished the carrot and is now a much bigger, yet still pretty small, reindeer. You realize THIS must be the Cobalt from the song, until you realize that there is not a single speaker in sight, and that you may be imagining this whole thing.

What do you do?

I’m going to help Cobalt!

I…should probably go home and get to bed. Whatever type of cold or flu I didn’t realize I had is obviously frying my brain.