It is a quiet day here at the North Pole. Sundays are like that here, even during December. It is a day of rest.
But elves are nervous. I can feel it. Everyone is talking about it.
The next two weeks are critical. Things must go well if Santa is to get off the ground and deliver a Merry Christmas.
But the Merry Prankster has not been caught and his pranks are becoming more frequent, more complex and more damaging.
Everyone here is really, really growing concerned.