"We are most definitely expecting trouble." This was Superman, right? The Superman. He figured he could short-hand this and the man would understand. "This is one of those weird interdimensional things where people get grabbed from other worlds into some cosmic conflict to, you know, save all of existence. The usual interdimensional hub-bub. And the enemy? Loves ambushing newcomers before the good guys can reach 'em. So lemme call our ride."
He held two fingers to his mouth and whistled loudly.
Nova preempted, "Speaking of said ride, yes, it's exactly what it looks like, and no, the big man isn't around for you to meet him. The enemy has him."
Who said "big man" was would be very, very obvious in a moment. The far-off jingling of sleigh bells gave some slight warning as to what was approaching but it still was a strange sight to behold as it flew into view, led by eight massive reindeer.
Yes, that was Santa's sleigh. The real deal. The genuine article.
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He held two fingers to his mouth and whistled loudly.
Nova preempted, "Speaking of said ride, yes, it's exactly what it looks like, and no, the big man isn't around for you to meet him. The enemy has him."
Who said "big man" was would be very, very obvious in a moment. The far-off jingling of sleigh bells gave some slight warning as to what was approaching but it still was a strange sight to behold as it flew into view, led by eight massive reindeer.
Yes, that was Santa's sleigh. The real deal. The genuine article.