Being Santa is no easy job. But who wouldn’t love being Santa?! Arthur knew he loved it. Just imagining the face of children all around the world seeing the gift they asked and begged for right under their Christmas tree…it was a joy nothing could compare to

And on his third year of being Santa, Arthur was truly getting the knack of things! He now could predict the best gift for each kid without even reading their letters (which he still did). And always brought home the milk and cookies for his father. It was perfect, and he loved it all, the only thing that was missing was—well—

Arthur felt a bit…lonely the other 364 days of the year. He had his family of course, but sometimes he looked at his mom and dad dancing salsa in the ice and wished for something like it. And of course looking at his brother and that loyal elf Peter brought the same feeling. It was as if—as if what he wanted now wasn’t just handing out gift but actually having someone to come back to after doing it

So he downloaded a dating app

Foolish? Yes, who on earth would date a guy who lives on the North Pole?! And it was quite embarrassing to have to appeal to such a stupid method as an app to find someone. Gods, if anyone found out about it, they wouldn’t ever leave him alone! And it’s not like anything will even come out of it right? It’s not like it’ll just—DING!