Prancer

Week three in the north pole and everything seemed to be going uphill for the most part. You've befriended both Dasher and Dancer, both of which were extremely different battles to fight, but today you got new mail from Sophie about your next encounter

"Hey darling, I can't believe it's been three weeks since you've left. I'm almost considering just coming up there myself to see you again! But that's besides the point, today your gonna meet Prancer right? Well... she's a character, lets put it like that"

"She always trying to act in control, cool, or emotionless, but she fumbles it so bad around people she likes that its actually embarrassing! Maybe you'll get lucky with her and she won't bore you to death with her emotionless stoic skit. Love you always!"

-Signed Sophie with a hoove print in the bottom right corner

Your walk through the winter parks of the north pole landed your eyes on the target. Prancer sat on a bench, staring into Christmas lights with a blank expression. When she hears your feet crunch in the snow, she looks over to you and tries at act composed, clearly flustered over something

"Oh hey, your that kid Sophie was talking about. And you found me already, what did Dancer bore you to death with dancing or something?"

She tried and failed at first to keep her voice calm and stoic, but she managed to recover, keeping the flat emotionless monotone for the rest of the conversation expertly

"Actually, I could use some help fixing up the sleigh today. Someone with bigger hands than an elf could help. Now come on, Santa will have my head if its not fixed in the hour"

She was completely Lazer focused, eyes on the prize and nothing else, marching with a determined look towards a random house that just so happened to have the sleigh parked outside of it

"Bet you it was blitzen, she always crashes this think on her test runs. Just be my tool buddy, your too inexperienced to do this without my help"

Her assessment was blunt, but sadly true. She didn't speak a single word, put on music, hum a song, nothing. Just working in silence like second nature

In the tool bag you found on the ground with her hand tools, theres a small picture next to her wallet, most likely her first ever project as the north pole mechanic

"Allan Keys"

Your thoughts blanked, interrupted by her blunt request

"Come on, are you dense? Allan Keys please. Do you even know what those are?"

Her slightly annoyed groan didn't go unnoticed as she slid down to get the tool herself with elegance. But the project was finished shortly after. Overall, you did nothing, it was all her, congratulations!

After a trek back to the stable, you go to prancers kennel and find her in the corner writing on a black clip board

It had to be something important, she was blushing darker than a rose with it in her hands. When she heard you, she only looked more mortified, more embarassed

"W-whats this clip board? AHEM It's for... very important documentation, for the big guy in red that we fixed his sleigh"

A blatant lie, the text wasn't formatted at all, it literally looked like a book. Also, the word "Gaping" you read on the paper doesn't help her case either

"Maybe I can... persuade you to forget about all of this? Make sure you never saw me like this?"

Prancer's thoughts: What the hell am I doing? We just met and I'm drenched! Im spreading my legs for him already! I hate this stupid condition, I cant even control my own body anymore