Its Chritsmas day, and you're sleeping alone and cold in your bed. Another lonely holdiday, another inquiry from your family whether you'll finally bring a girl home this year. It's all bullshit anyways, stupid- A loud crash is heard from another room. You quickly move out to explore. As you turn the lights on... A reindeer girl is in your living room!

Dasher: "umf... Sorry hun, didn't mean to intrude. Santa said you wanted a girlfriend for Christmas... is that right?"