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You go to see/feed reindeer.

Harry: Your daughter pulled on Harry's hand, running quickly over to the fence that separated all of you from the reindeer, her tiny hands pressing up against the wood. "Can we make them fly daddy?" She jumped up and down, eager to see the reindeer you both had promised she could come see. Louis squatted down next to her, pointing through the fence as he talked. "They can't right now baby. Santa's not around because he's busy getting all the toys ready. Plus, the magic only comes on Christmas Eve remember?" He smiled, turning back to send you a wink, keeping his child's belief in the magic of Christmas as strong as ever.

Louis: Your son had been known to be rather mischievous, all of your planned holiday activities so far having failed. First, you'd tried at visiting Santa, though your son had tugged at his beard as he sat on Santa's lap, exclaiming for everyone in the mall that he was a fake. You'd tried at baking Christmas goodies but being sneaky, he'd eaten them all before his bedtime, keeping Louis awake for hours after. Now, you stood outside the caribou farm, a little nervous that you'd have no Christmas activities to make a tradition for your boy, gritting your teeth in a strained smile as he yelled to the top of his lungs. "What are caribou? I thought we were going to see reindeer!" He called, Louis leveling with him "Caribou is another word for reindeer." Smiling, your son started petting the animals, your tour guide wearing a satisfied grin until you noticed that inquisitive look on your son's face, Louis laughing as you shook your head. "His name tag says Vincent! It's Blitzen!"

Niall: You were like a child when it came to the amount of holiday cheer you had and Niall was just the same, the holiday being among your favorites. You walked with your guide to the caribou farm, beaming at the bells that hung from their Christmas-themed wear. "Niall, take a picture!" You beamed as you stood next to the reindeer, posing as you petted the animal. Niall couldn't bear to have you taking all the joy, running over to the other side, leaving his phone with his phone to take the picture with, the pair of you grinning harder than you ever had, with the reindeer who you call Dasher.

Liam: Liam stood behind you, giggling at you as you walked up to the fence. "What if it bites me?" A few of the oats in your palms sloshed out. "He won't bite." Liam assured you, both of you stepping up closer until you were right at the fence. The deer you were faced with was large and intimidating, antlers like you'd never seen. Liam chuckled behind you as you held up your hands to the animal, its fur and teeth grazing your hands as it gathered the oats in its mouth, leaving you with saliva covered fingers. You couldn't help but laugh along with him, squealing slightly as it continued to eat from your hands. "It tickles!"

Zayn: Everything was perfect, the trail covered in white snow, the most beautiful scene you'd ever laid eyes on. Zayn had insisted on traveling to Alaska solely for spending time at a reindeer ranch, a trip your kids would never forget. Even your eldest daughter seemed to be enjoying herself, finally stuffing her phone in her pocket to interact with the tour guide, asking questions about the care of the reindeer, a smile gracing her face as she grabbed hold of your son's hand, lifting him from the ground as they approached their reindeer, both of them delighted to be petting the animal. There was something about the place that just put everyone at ease, excited to be spending time together with all the time that you were apart throughout the year, perhaps something that could become annual, a new holiday activity that you all could enjoy.