

Snow tapped the window; a merry knock came. Joshua opened the door to Santa. 'Ho ho ho, I need help tonight!' 'We can help, right, Joshua?' yipped Babe. 'We’ll save Christmas!' cheered Joshua.

At the sleigh, elves buzzed with worry. Snow clouds hid starlight, slowing deliveries. 'We’ll split routes,' Joshua suggested. Babe fetched lists, tail wagging. Santa nodded, 'Teamwork will do the trick!'

Through moonlight, the sleigh swooped over rooftops. Joshua read the map; 'Left at the clock tower!' Babe barked, 'Chimney smells! Presents here!' Santa laughed, 'Perfect nose!' They delivered quietly, hearts twinkling like stars.

At dawn, one gift remained. 'For the girl on Maple Street,' Joshua whispered. Babe carried the ribbon, careful and proud. Santa beamed, 'You saved Christmas, friends!' Home, they sipped cocoa, dreaming.