Let’s Buy A Reindeer

A Flash Original

She awoke to his hand on her backside resting while he gently snored in her ear. She smiled and heard the rest of the house waking up. The elixir brewed in the other room and the craving gripped her. Her body felt warm: from sleep, from his closeness, and from the summer morning. She slithered out from his touch motionlessly. His sleep had been peaceful and she wanted him to absorb as much energy from the rest as possible.

He sensed her movement, opened his eyes and sighed…

“Let’s buy a reindeer.”

“What?!”

“Let’s buy reindeer and put him in the front yard.”

“Where are we going to get a reindeer?” her laugh bounced off the walls.

“From Amazon, they sell everything!”

“What do we need a reindeer for?”

“Need is relative. He could eat all the stuff in the yard. It would be festive.” His voice muffled from how he was laying on his pillow.

Later that afternoon a search was made. You cannot buy a reindeer from Amazon…yet. Bees were plan B which seemed more reasonable but more involved than imagined.

Ridiculous dreams are more fun to take action on. As she washed the dishes that night she visualized the sight of a large crate and a reindeer trotting out which was outrageous and brilliant at the same time. The smile that stretched across her face lasted through the whole chore. What would be next?