Ok - it's only the first tiny bit - I'm going to do it 12 days of Christmas stylee!
Santa's New Toy - Chapter 1
The wind whistled around the log cabin, situated alone in the middle of a vast expanse of snowy landscape.
Inside a portly, middle aged man buttoned up his thick red cardigan and made his way over to the enormous package he had been waiting all day to open. The wooden crate stood about 7 feet tall, and it took a small claw hammer to prise apart the sides and allow him access to the contents.
The Northern Lights raced across the night sky outside, lighting it like Mother Nature?s very own fibre optics, but nothing could distract the man from his task. The wooden sides fell away and he dragged then to the side of the room so he could inspect the masterpiece in all its glory.
?The masterpiece? was a chamber made of thick glass, framed with solid steel. Protruding from one side was a control panel comprising a disc drive, keyboard and monitor, but beneath it sat a substantial hard drive containing possibly the most advanced science known to man, or rather, to a select few men. But it was only the man in the red cardigan who had it within his power to operate the machine and unleash its full potential.
Nicholas rubbed his hands together with glee. For years he had struggled with what to give the womenfolk for Christmas. Now it seemed, all his problems were about to be solved.
Meanwhile, back in the UK, it was midday on Christmas Eve and a small group of women were preparing for a Christmas party. It would be the first time they had met in person, having got to know each other via the Internet, so the plans were carefully laid. They had booked a small function room at a smart hotel in London, food, drinks and music had been arranged and at that point several of them were travelling some distance in order to be there, one even flying in from abroad. Dresses and accessories had been purchased, however the one thought going through all their minds was that it was kind of a shame it was to be an ?girls only? party?
Back at the North Pole Nicholas strode over to a second package sat on the desk in the corner of the room. The brown box had already been opened and he selected from it a slim, plastic case. Re-reading the blurb on the back, he smiled, ?Yes,? he said aloud, ?This is definitely the best one to start with.?
He returned to the machine and switched it on. It made a loud humming noise, combined with several intermittent chugging sounds before it was finally ready. He loaded the disc into the slot, selected the information he required and, taking a large slug of whisky from the crystal glass beside him, hit the ?Create? button.