A/n: so I've been really getting into the festive spirit… so this new story is of my favourite Christmas move; The Santa Clause! And my favourite elf… BERNARD XD…seriously. Who doesn't love Bernard? ;D anyway I'm going to try post more fanfics later since I'm all happy xP
By blood and by mean
I fall when you leave
By blood and by mean
I follow your lead
Dakota looked at herself in the mirror of her tiny cottage. Her long brunette curls ran smoothly past her shoulders, clipped by the ears… she loved her ears. Her glitter tinted cheeks made her eyes sparkle if caught in the sunlight. She was wearing a black dress that looked more like a dress held up by suspenders since it started not at her chest but her torso and underneath was a grey t shirt. She pulled on her black boots over her red leggings then placed her red beret perfectly angled on her head so that her fringe stuck out from underneath it. Happy with her appearance, Dakota walked toward the door grabbing her trench coat and scarf and heading for the naughty and nice building. She shook the snow out of her hair when she made it inside and hung her coat on the coat rack and smiled at all the elves. She loved her work, she got to choose the naught and nice lists every year. Punishing the kids who were bad or bullied other little kids and rewarded the nice kids who really deserved the presents. As she made her way to her office all the smaller elves either waved, nodded at or hugged their boss. They all seemed to love her, after all she blared rock music from her office and danced with the elves on several occasions, therefore the elves loved her.
As she finally made it to the tinsel covered steps to her office she walked in, smiling at the greeting she got from the elves. "Keep up the good work guys," she yelled from the door of her office then stepped inside, "JESUS!" she jumped back holding her hand over her heart, Bernard, the arch elf was sitting behind her desk, feet up and reading the naughty list. "You're late… again," he remarked. Rolling her eyes, Dakota walked to her desk and pushed his feet down and grabbed the naughty list. Sighing she scanned through it, Bernard really pissed her off sometimes. He was too uptight and was a work-a-holic. She glanced at him, "what do you want other than to point out the obvious?" she asked him sitting on the desk across from him. He reached over and took the naughty list off her again, "Have you noticed who made the naughty list?" he asked her with a frown. Dakota shook her head, folding her arms across her chest. Bernard sighed, "That doesn't surprise me," he said in his usual sarcastic tone which made Dakota want to punch him.
"Get it over with Bernard," she mumbled, "I have a lot of work to get done by Christmas."
"Yeah… and I'm getting married this weekend," he said rolling his eyes in the same sarcastic matter.
"Congratulations, now can you leave…please?" she said walking to the door and opening it.
Bernard shook his head, his black curls shook underneath his beret, "Close the door. We have some bad news for Santa," he said. He looked tortured.
"Geez Bernard it can't be that bad," she said walking toward him and looking over his shoulder at the list. Then she stopped at one name that made her eyes widen, "Wow… I stand corrected." There was Charlie's name in big bold font and beside it a 'C'. "A-are you sure the elves didn't just make a mistake?" she asked him placing her hand over his mouth.
Bernard sighed, "Nope, I checked in today. He spray painted an anti-Christmas tree on his school gym wall."
"Shit," she muttered. "Dibs on not telling Santa," she then said quickly. Bernard rolled his eyes, he never respected her dibs, "You me and Curtis are going over there to tell him right now. And we need to tell him about the Mrs. Clause," he said frowning as he did.
"Fine," she sighed and opened the door to her office with the list in her hand, "let's go find Curtis," she said stepping out.
They found Curtis with the reindeer and told him the bad news, he freaked but agreed to go with them to tell Santa. Well mostly they carried him since Dakota and Bernard were the tallest elves in the North Pole. Soon enough Curtis was walking ahead of them, angry at them for using the height advantage against him. So Bernard and Dakota walked together, dreading the reaction from Santa as he finds out he has to get a wife. Dakota glanced at Bernard and smirked, "you have a gimpy walk," she pointed out at the weird way that Bernard had been walking. He looked at her and frowned, "shut up," he muttered.
Dakota smiled and kept her mouth shout. She loved messing with Bernard's head, he was just too easy. Sometimes Bernard was like a finicky business man with no life, the kind that went home to a big, empty, minimalistic home to eat a TV dinner alone. Bernard was the kinda guy you'd feel sorry for… until he opens his mouth. In a way Dakota and Bernard could be considered friends mostly because they always worked together, Bernard being head elf and Dakota being head of one of the most important parts of Santa's factory; the naughty and nice lists. Therefore he was always checking up on her, making sure she was doing her job right. And even though they couldn't stand each other, they sometimes enjoyed being in each others company. Emphasis on the sometimes.
So chapter one was just a taste of Dakota and Bernard's relationship. Please R&R. Hope you guys enjoyed this and yet again, MERRY CHRISTMAS! :D