Skurnickel steps of the sleigh, grabbing a sack and approached the first home of the night. In just one great big jump, he landed one the roof and stuffed the sack down the chimney before crawling in himself. Suddenly he stopped, his head poking just out of the fireplace "Oh no.." Skurnickel said, wiggling himself but with no success, his muscles flexed against the bricks as his sweat mixed with the sot and ash "Not-not again! Skurnickel requires-needs help-help!"