Santa’s Elf

"Keep those hands working! Christmas is just around the corner! HO HO HO!" Santa could be heard all over the workshop. In every corner elves were working with urgency trying to get all the gifts done for Christmas.

"C'mon elves, we're about 500 toy trains, 32 Pokemon shoes, and 15 toy cars behind," shouted the head elf. "We've got to work faster, if not then none of you are gonna get any cookies or milk from Santa's trip!" Sounds of displeasement were heard throughout the workshop. "Hey, don't put this on me, you're the ones to blame! You shouldn't have gotten tipsy on the gingerale last night!" The head elf, obviously displeased, walked into Santa's office to give him the stats on their progress. "Hey, Mr. Santa! Today we've gotten a little behind, but I'm fully prepared to make all the elves work over---"

"Yah, that's great Eliot! But I believe I have a special job for you this Christmas," said Santa Claus.

"Uh, you do?" questioned Eliot.

"Yes, I do."

"Ok... well... what is it?"

"I need you to go to America. Maybe New York... yes, New York."

"And uh... why is that Santa?"

"Well, lately I feel they aren't quite enjoying my toys... it's quite frustrating. I want you to go out and talk with the children and find out what they want."

"Can't you just look at the lists they send you, Santa?"

"I could, if I had any. You see, parents don't see it fit for kids to "believe" in me anymore, so lists stop coming in my way from that area of the world."

"Well... I mean... are you sure you want, well, me to go?"

"Why of course you're my head elf!"

"... I guess."

"Perfect. I knew you'd accept!"

"... like I had much of a choice..." Eliot mumbled under his breath.

"What was that Eliot?"

"Oh! That was nothing, sir! I was just... uh... smelling my new jacket! It's made out of candy cane! Sour apple! Wanna smell!?" Eliot rambled.

"HO HO HO! You crack me up Eliot!" Santa walked across his office towards a control center with buttons the colors of the entire rainbow. "I know you'll make me proud!" Santa pressed down on a button and small blue particles began to form around Eliot.

"Wait! Right now, Santa? I can't go now! I haven't even packed my things, eaten dinner, or told the elves to work overtime!" shouted Eliot as the small blue particles began to lift him up into the sky.

"It's ok, Eliot! I'll appoint a new head elf until you get back!"

"Don't you dare Santa!"

"HO HO HO!" was all that could be heard as Eliot began to fly away through the sky.

"Well, this is just great. I have to run around humans trying to figure out what the hottest new toy is and my title as head elf is being replaced. Just great! Stupid Santa!"

"HO HO HO!" The laughing scared Eliot half out of his wits. He shook so wildly he began to spin in circles as the blue particles carrying him struggled to hold him up. When he managed to regain control, he noticed his hat fell off into the snow below.

"Oh, it's just my Santa watch! Thank goodness!" Eliot said wiping his forehead with relief. Eliot pressed his watch twice and waited as Santa's face materialized out of thin air.

"Eliot! Just checking in on you making sure you're safe! Oh, where did your little hat go?"

"Oh, it's in my back pocket becasue I enjoy the cold," stated Eliot frantically coming up with an excuse.

"That's great! I wanted to let you know that I appointed a new head elf, Elion. He seemed like a great pick! Anyways, have a safe trip and enjoy the cold!"

"Yah, Eliot! Have fun! Oh, and guess what? Santa said if I did a good enough job he might have two head elfs!" shouted Elion from the background.

"HO HO HO!" could be heard before the transmission ended. This was just great. Elion, Eliot's childhood rival, competed against Eliot for the head elf position last Christmas. Eliot won by popular gingerbread vote 56% to 44%. Eliot knew that he had to complete his mission to not only save Christmas, but his job as well.

I'm ending the story here, but if I get enough support I will continue it! Thank you!