Technically, Dancer didn’t so much know a guy as know a guy who knew a guy.

Prancer scowled as he listened to Dancer’s story. They were in Rudy’s and the noisy, well-oiled crowd helped drown out their conversation.

“I knew that story in The Times was bullshit,” Prancer said. “‘Dasher Dead After Freak Accident’ my ass.” He guzzled his Stout and signaled for another. “Now we have to break in some noob to replace him.”

“Yes, yes,” Dancer said impatiently. “What about the bigger picture? If they could do this to Dasher, they could do it to any of us.”

Prancer snorted. “This sort of thing has gone on forever. We reindeer are usually treated with kid gloves, but those ESS bastards have ways of keeping us in line.”

“Look, I know you know people—“

Prancer interrupted, shouting, “More Stout!” shaking his head at Dancer.

Moments later, the band came on. Prancer leaned across the table until he was speaking right into Dancer’s ear. “Yeah, I know people. But you have no idea what you’re getting yourself into.”

“I don’t care. Dasher was family.”

“You say you don’t care because you don’t know. You need to ask yourself how far you’re willing to go.”

Dancer didn’t hesitate. “As far as it takes.”

“We’ll see,” Prancer said. Then he nodded. “Vixen’s, midnight,” he said, standing to leave.

He was already gone when it hit Dancer. Vixen’s. Why did it have to be Vixen’s?

—–

Moral: Knowing a guy who knows a guy is almost as good as knowing a guy. You know?


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BlogFestivus 2012 Day 3: Prancer
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15 thoughts on “BlogFestivus 2012 Day 3: Prancer

  • 12-13-2012 at 11:24 am
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    I don’t know any guys. A few dudes, some fellas, but no guys.
    Really digging this story, too!

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    • 12-14-2012 at 4:16 pm
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      Come to think of it, I don’t know any guys either. Damn it.

      Glad you’re digging the story!

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  • 12-13-2012 at 11:30 am
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    Uh oh. Guys who know guys can be trouble. Real trouble. But hey, I’m with ya …Dasher (aka Toodles) was family. Go get ’em, Random!

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    • 12-14-2012 at 4:14 pm
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      Resorting to guys is definitely messing with trouble, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

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  • 12-13-2012 at 11:31 am
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    Love this story and the way you have constructed it. Looking forward to tomorrow’s installment.

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    • 12-14-2012 at 4:13 pm
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      Thank you very much. It’s interesting to see what comes out of these writing games, and it’s fun seeing all the ways other writers approach this.

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  • 12-13-2012 at 2:59 pm
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    I tried to get to know a guy who knew a guy who knew a guy, but he didn’t know me.
    This is muy excellent. It’s real good, too!

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    • 12-14-2012 at 4:12 pm
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      Trying to get to know a guy who doesn’t know you is…awkward.

      Thank you!

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  • 12-13-2012 at 10:09 pm
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    loving the morals. bonus prize.
    looking forward to tomorrow. with some trepidation…

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    • 12-14-2012 at 4:10 pm
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      Thank you! I don’t know why the morals. I think it is a holdover from last year.

      I hope your trepidation is not too debilitating. What’s the worst that could happen?

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    • 12-20-2012 at 4:58 pm
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      Really? That’s really nice to hear. Thank you!

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  • 12-20-2012 at 11:11 am
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    Okay, now off to day 4. How could I have missed these! I love the dark side. 🙂

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    • 12-20-2012 at 4:58 pm
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      It bodes well that you love the dark side.

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