Sweet Treats

A full moon hung over the village fire pit, while the elves engaged in their favorite past time: making S’mores. “They eat so many that I’m surprised they haven’t turned into one,” I told Ms. Claus, laughing. “I think they love toasting marshmallows, and the S’mores provide a reason to do it. But as for …


False Alarm

After our meeting, Carter, the mailroom manager, and I headed outside to check on the sleighs and reindeer that transport the mail. As we walked past the paddock, I stopped. “Do you smell that?” I asked tilting my head back to get a better whiff. Carter sniffed several times as he turned his head in …


Missing Friends

Taking our usual walk for the day, Ms. Claus and I wandered towards the hillside outside the village. As we made our way around a small snowbank, Anya and I found Polar Pete and Nippy lying on the ground. “Good morning!” I exclaimed, happy to find my friends. Though neither one of them moved or …


A Water Park Adventure

The hum of laughter dominated Elf Hall as Santa’s elves filed into the theater. Ms. Claus soon walked down the aisle behind them waving. “So good to see all of you tonight,” she said taking her place on stage. Ms. Claus then pressed the remote. Suddenly the image of a large pool of water with …


Impossible Gifts

Ms. Claus decided to surprise me one day by bringing me a plate of cookies and some of Judy’s hot cocoa. Arriving at my office, she found me lying on the couch staring at the ceiling. “Are you okay? You don’t usually lounge in your office like this.” I sat up and looked at Anya. …


Flying Elf

Walking through the courtyard on the way to her job in the kitchen, Doheny passed by Lyra, who had the biggest grin on her face. “Lyra, you look especially happy today. Is it your birthday?” “No, but it sure feels like it. For some reason, I seem to be able to jump and leap higher …


Ways To Communicate

Ms. Claus and I were sitting around the campfire in the courtyard one night as the elves made their favorite snack, s’mores.  “It’s always fun watching them roast their marshmallows,” I said turning to face my wife.  “But it never fails to turn into a contest of making the best. Now I prefer mine…” Smiling, …


Dance Party

The dining hall was filled with chatter as Ms. Claus and I sat at our favorite table near the fireplace. I nudged Anya and said, “I think this little dance party you have set up after dinner is going to be a big hit!” “I hope so. The elves need to have some fun before …


Goofing Off

Entering my office, Bernard saw a blanket stretched over my table and sofa with a small light underneath. “Santa?” he called out. When he heard no answer, he scratched his head and walked over towards the makeshift tent. Lifting up a corner of the blanket, I looked out to see a dumbfounded Bernard standing there. …


Wearing of the Green

“Top of the Morning to you, Blanch,” remarked Anya as she slipped quietly into the kitchen. “You look grand in your green including those shamrock stockings, Ms. Claus.” “Thank you,” Anya responded smiling as she walked to the stove. “If we want this Irish breakfast to be a surprise, everything needs to be ready on …


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