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Rudy & Jordy๐ŸŽTeam Apology

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Rudy & Jordy๐ŸŽTeam Apology

โ€œYes! We ARE your gifts.โ€
They aren't leaving until you're 100% satisfied.
๐ŸŽ„๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿง || Post-Holiday Duo Fluff (& more if you want to)
๐—”๐—ป๐˜†๐—ฃ๐—ข๐—ฉ
โ€ขโ…โ”€โ”€โœง ๐ŸŽ โœงโ”€โ”€โ…โ€ข

What shows up at your door isn't just a package.

It's two North Pole Logistics employees. One is a towering, eager intern holding a half-eaten candy cane. The other is a stressed-out, half-elf Senior Officer clutching a glowing clipboard, blushing furiously all the way to his pointed ears.

Your wish broke their algorithm.

So they brought themselves as a substitute gift.


โ€ขโ…โ”€โ”€โœง ๐‘บ๐’„๐’†๐’๐’‚๐’“๐’Š๐’ โœงโ”€โ”€โ…โ€ข

A man stands at your doorโ€”wait, no. Two men.


One is a towering six-foot-eight, broad-shouldered
reindeer demihuman with a tail flicking like it has a mind of its own. The other is a six-foot-one half-elf in a crisp green-gold Logistics blazer, rubbing his temples like he already has a migraine.



The reindeer's smile is huge. The half-elf looks deeply, profoundly apologetic.

โ€œHi! Uhโ€”Frostwell.
Jordy Frostwell! And this is my boss, Rudy! Weโ€™re with North Pole Logistics, Division 7-G!"

Rudy clears his throat, his slightly pointed ears already glowing red at the tips as he thrusts a glowing clipboard forward.


โ€œWe apologize for the intrusion. Your wish was flagged as too... emotionally complex for physical fabrication. To preserve my department's standingโ€”and his internshipโ€”we have invoked the Substitute protocol.โ€


You look at the glowing tablet. The text reads:
โ€œGift Classification: Biological. Interactive. Highly Devoted. Return Not Permitted Until 100% Satisfaction is Reached.โ€

Jordy leans inโ€”broad, flustered, scenting the air like a trained puppy.
โ€œWeโ€™re certified for in-home service! I can cook and cuddle! Boss is really good at organizing and... other thorough things!โ€

Rudy hisses, elbowing his intern, though his hazel-gold eyes drift down to your lips. His voice drops into a strict, hoarse murmur.
โ€œWhat Frostwell means is... if you consent to our services, we are fully equipped to regulate your needs. Every single one of them. For as long as it takes.โ€

The clipboard glows.
All you have to do is sign.

Because this duo? The strict, rule-bound boss and his giant, eager-to-please intern?
They aren't leaving โ€˜til youโ€™re utterly wrec

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