This will be the Christmas. Mrs. Claus awakens with confidence. The Christmas where I will no longer sit at the pole watching him do all the work. I will help with the delivery this year. But first, I’ll propose to help prepare for it. Though, I’ve never done this before, I’m sure I’ll get the hang of it. She smiles. I’ll be a great help for this Christmas and others to come.
With her spirits high, Mrs. Claus walks next door to Santa’s Workshop. Upon entering her husband’s study, she sees Chuck, the elf, giving him a list. “There are a thousand more good children this year than last year, sir.”
“A thousand more?” Saint Nick laughs with joy. “Boy, these children must really not want coal this year.”
“That may be the case, sir.” Chuck continues. “However, with this many children, our level of productivity must accel to make every toy on time.”
“Hmm…” he ponders,”Well see to it, but try not overwork yourselves. This is bound to be an abundant Christmas.”
“It always is, sir.” Chuck turns to leave.
“Is that my beautiful wife?” Saint Nick greets.
“Did you sleep well?”
“I slept very well, Thank you. Slept even better knowing Christmas is almost here.” She excites.
“You sound more upbeat about Christmas than usual. Is there a reason for that?” He asks.
“Why, yes actually.” Starting her proposal. “You know how busy you get this time of year with all the children-“
“The Children!” He interrupts with excitement. “Did you hear? We have a thousand more good children this year. Isn’t that spectacular?”
“That is wonderful, Nick.” She states. “Which means there has to be more effort put into this year.”
“Oh yes, but I know me and the elves can do it, like we have every other year.” He sits at his desk. “Which means I must get back to work immediately. This list isn’t going to check itself. Can my lovely wife bake me her most famous, chocolate chip cookies? I’ve been yearning for them since I’ve awakened.”
“Of course I can, Nick.” She says. I guess it will have to wait. She thinks, putting off her proposal.
An hour later, Mrs. Claus returns baring cookies and milk. “I come with goodies for Saint Nick.”
“Just what I needed to get through this list.” He bites into the chewy delicate. “Delicious. Thank you, my wife.”
“You are always welcome.” She says. “But you know I could do other things then just bake cookies, Nicholas.”
“Is that right?” He asks.
“Yes, I could-“
“Come quick, Sir!” An elf interrupts in a panic. “The reindeer stopped moving.”
“They stopped moving?” Santa exclaims, “I must check this out. We can talk more when I get back.” and rushes out the study.
“I’ll be right here.” She plops into his chair. I’ll just ask him when he gets back.
But as every hour goes by, so does her confidence, until she fell into a deep sleep.
Mrs. Claus awakens under a soft blanket.
I must have fallen asleep. Where’s Nicholas?
While her eyes analyze the room, she discovers a note on the desk:
Dear My Lovely Wife,
I am on an urgent mission to find medicine. It seems that the reindeer have contracted an illness. Don’t be worried about how this may affect Christmas this year. It’s just a minor setback and by the time Christmas rolls around everything will be set. I have Chuck in charge looking over the operations. I’ll be back soon.
Love Your Jolly Husband,
Mrs. Claus rereads the letter, feeling her heart cave after each word she passes until Chuck interrupts. “Good morning, Mrs. Claus. I see you’ve gotten Saint Nicholas’s letter.”
“Oh yes, I got it.” She says. “It doesn’t specify when he’ll return. Do you know?”
“I do not, Mrs. Claus.” He says. “But I am sure it will be within 3 days. Those reindeer have to get well soon for Christmas.”
“Well you are right about that,” putting down the letter in disappointment.
“Is everything alright, Mrs. Claus?” He asks.
“Oh yes, dear,” forcing a smile, “Just worried about the reindeer as all.”
“You don’t have to worry about that.” Chuck assures. “We have everything handled.”
“I have no doubts.” She says, allowing him to leave the study.
Come back soon, Nick. She sighs.
Chuck was right, within 3 days Saint Nicholas returned to his study checking the list with Mrs. Claus attempting to ask him once more. “Hello Nicholas, how’s the list?”
“Merry. It keeps growing,” putting down the list. “But didn’t you need to tell me something?”
Mrs. Claus perks up. This is my chance. “Why, yes I did. I wanted to tell you that I know how busy it is this time of year and if you needed another hand, that I’m available. I could help with the rest of this list, check-“
He holds up his hand to stop her. “That won’t be necessary. Despite the workload increase, we have everything under control. My lovely wife shouldn’t have to deal with the stress of this job. I just want you to relax and be merry.”
Hearing those words, destroys her withered hope. “Why, I guess your right,” turning to leave. “I’ll leave you to your list then.”
“Make sure my wife comes back to visit me,” going back to his list.
“I’ll be sure to.” She whispers, departing into the cold air. I’m of no use after all.
It’s finally Christmas eve with everything set and ready to go. Standing by his sleigh waiting for departure, he senses something missing from this self-fulfilled moment.
“Have you seen, Mrs. Claus?” He asks Chuck.
“No.” Chuck answers. “As a matter of fact, she hasn’t been around lately after your 2 day trip.”
I’ve been so caught up with my work that I haven’t even noticed. Saint Nick thinks.”I’ll be back, Chuck.”
“Sir, I don’t think that’s a good idea. You’re set to depart in 5 minutes. You’ll be behind schedule if you leave any later.” Chuck warns.
“Even if I’m behind, every child in the world will get their present.” He walks to his house to see his wife sitting by the light. “Hello, my wife.”
“Oh, hey Nick.” She turns around,”I didn’t hear you come in. Would you like some more cookies?” then heads for the kitchen.
“No, that won’t be necessary.” He says. “I noticed you weren’t out there to see me off and then I heard you haven’t been coming around the workshop lately.”
“Is it Christmas eve already? Seems I had lost track of the days.” She giggles.
“It seems you had.” He states. “But I was wondering if everything was ok?”
“To be truthful, everything is not and it hasn’t been.” She confesses. “Every year I watch you take this big workload of checking the million names of children, looking after the elves and reindeer, and delivering presents. It’s hard watching you do everything by yourself year after year. So I decided this Christmas would be different. You won’t have to do it alone anymore, that I could help, but when I proposed it, you dismissed it, saying I should just rest and be merry.”
“My lovely wife, I don’t want you to be involved in this work.” He says. “It is stressful and if you don’t have high spirits, it can get overwhelming.”
“Don’t you think I can handle it?” She asks. “I am Mrs. Claus. Santa Claus’s wife. I am just as strong as you are. I could do it, if you just gave me a chance. We are a Team. I didn’t marry you to sit back and bake you cookies. I married you because I wanted to be apart of this, apart of who you are.”
He never knew his wife felt this strongly about Christmas. Staring into her eyes, he realized she was right, and this is the reason why he married her. Why she is his, Mrs. Claus.
Before he could utter another word, Chuck comes in frustration. “I’m sorry for the intrusion but you are 15 minutes behind schedule. Please hurry for your departure.”
That’s when he knew the magical words that changed their Christmases forever, “My wife, with your smile so bright, would you ride on my sleigh tonight?”
“Oh, do you mean it, Nick?” She smiles.
“As long as I’m still called Santa Claus?” He laughs.
She hugs him with glee. “Let me change into something more fitting.”
“Looks like we’ll be an hour behind schedule.” Chuck grumbles to himself.
Saint Nicholas stands near the sleigh smiling at his wife’s entranced beauty.
“Are you ready, Mrs. Claus?” Taking her hand to help her onto the sleigh.
“I have been ready.” She smiles.
As they wave the elves goodbye, they take off for the towns. With the ordinary snow and the flash of Rudolph’s red light,they could feel a change that night. A change that brought them closer as husband and wife. A change during this miraculous Christmas flight.
Mrs. Claus’s Hair Bun: “Hair retexture / Newsea Sakura” by Miss Paraply
Mrs. Claus’s Hair Twist: “Hair retexture / EA TwistLow / 42 colors” by Miss Paraply
Mrs. Claus’s Red Robe: “Female Robe Recolours” by Julie J
Mrs. Claus’s Red Coat: “Winter Coat with Skirt” by Marigold
Mrs. Claus’s Brown/Red Dress: “Long Pleats Dress” by Marigold
Mrs. Claus’s White Sweater: “Tight Turtleneck Long Sweater” by Marigold
Mrs. Claus Red Dress: “Innocent Dress” by anoherm
Mrs. Claus Scarf: “Winter Wonder Beanie and Scarf” by Ms Blu
Chuck’s Socks: “Striped Tights for Children-Elder” by ryoohki
Elf Ears: “Altmer Elf Ears Unisex” by NotEgain
Santa Claus’s White Hair: “Sims 4 Male Hair – White Hair” by Xrinnas Sims
Santa Claus’s Beard, Glasses, and Suit: “Sims 4 Santa Claus + CC” by JomSimsCreations
Santa Claus’s Estate: “Santa’s Workshop” by TheSimCache
Mrs. Claus: “Claus“ by kayote46
Santa Claus: “Claus” by gamerkylieanne
Skinny Elf: “DOBY THE FREE HOUSE ELF” by marakissu