The Night Before Christmas

  "In Nomine Patris Et Filli Et Spiritus sancti", said Nora as she got up to leave the church. She was 16 years of age, dark-skinned in complexion but an American by nationality. She had gotten her dark tone from her father who was a Kenyan by birth. She was a bit tall and a bit chubby by size. Nora looked at the time as she walked across the street, her glass-coated watch proudly said 6:59PM, a minute towards 7 O'clock. Nora lost her dad in a ghastly car accident barely four years now, she was just 12. His death had dealt a serious blow on the family, but especially on her. Nora was close to her dad as butterflies were to flowers. Her birthday was tomorrow, she would be turning 17 years old. She had just said a prayer in honor of her late dad. She dread the fact that he won't be there for the fifth time. Tears fell down her cheeks. Night was fast

"1952", were the words that escaped her lips. "WHAT??", Screamed Peter. That's a long way from home",said Wholly with his hands on his head. "Look Nora, back home were we are from, the year there is 2020", Said Peter. "How on earth are we going to find Santa, when he is lost in the 19's", said Wholly. they were not familiar with time travel so after they pieced everything together they concluded that the anti-Santa messed with the portal. They were rest assured that there was no way back home except they rescued Santa and end the madness that had followed them here. They had to explain who Santa Clause was to her. They told her Santa clause was a man gifted with magical powers to cut the long explanation short, and that he spreads gifts and joy on Christmas eve. They told her that he past through the portal a while before they did. "Are you talking about the fat chubby dude