Skill Or Luck
Ms. Claus and I had just arrived in the Elves Recreation Center when we noticed Lyra and Dewey playing cards. “You must be the luckiest elf at the North Pole,” I heard Dewey sneer. “It’s all skill,” Lyra snapped. “Luck,” shouted Dewey. When the discussion worsened into a yelling match, Anya and I stepped in. …
Troubled Elf
When Tempe and Bernard arrived, the three of us slipped into the observation room above the Bike and Scooter Workshop. “We have to be quiet and not let on that we are observing this group of young elves,” I whispered. “I want you to watch Elfanzo, a Whelp in training. He’s the one in green …
Lucky Charm
“Did you hear if anyone found Lyra’s good luck charm?” Ms. Claus asked after completing our meeting in the mailroom. “I don’t know. I’m heading over to Bernard’s office to see if there is any news about it.” “That necklace and locket mean so much to Lyra,” Anya responded as she walked me to the …
Building Confidence
After sipping some of my cocoa, I turned to look at Ms. Claus. “I was just wondering. How can I give confidence to all the children who seem to lack it the most?” I mused. “Santa, is that even something you can do?” Ms. Claus asked as she set down her mug of tea. “I …
The Gingerbread Girl
Doheny’s face gleamed with excitement. She had worked hard to create the batter for gingerbread girl and boy cookies. Just then the buzzer went off. Slipping on an oven mitt, she took out the cookie sheet and proudly examined the girl cookies. “Don’t eat me,” a voice whispered. After glancing around the kitchen, she decided …
Where’s Santa
Quinten, manager of research and development, knocked on Santa’s office door. When he didn’t answer, the elf hesitated and then opened the door. “Santa, are you in there?” he called, sticking his head inside. Finding the office dark, he closed the door. “Strange Santa isn’t here this time of day.” Noticing that Bernard’s office was …
Christmas Goat
Sitting on a bench in the courtyard with Anya, it felt like someone was staring at me. As I looked around, I heard an elf behind me say, “See, I told you he doesn’t look like a goat.” I turned to see Rose, an Elf University professor, standing there with Ryllae, one of our newest …
The Scent of Christmas Magic
“What’s that aroma?!” I exclaimed. “It reminds me of …” “Christmas,” my wife answered as we made our way towards our room. “It’s that time of year when the kitchen elves polish their baking skills in preparation for the season.” “Then it must be October,” I replied again inhaling that wonderful smell. Grabbing Anya’s hand, …
When It All Began
Sitting at our weekly production meeting, with the elves in charge of each workshop, my thoughts kept drifting off. “Sorry Bernard, you were saying?” “Is something bothering you Santa?” Bernard asked. “You seem to be someplace else today.” “Talking about all the different toys and how many we need these days, got me thinking about …
Paradise Island
Walking hand in hand, Ms. Claus and I crossed the parking lot to the loud noises and brash sights of an unusual place. Twisted metal tubes painted red, blue, green, and yellow dazzled our eyes as we strolled through the entrance “Isn’t it amazing?” I asked Ms. Claus. With a look of concern, Anya responded, …
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