Oh Crud!
I thought as the yetis dragged me to the spinning portal in front of me. This is not good. Not good at all. Yetis only meant one thing.
North.
North never really was a temperamental kind of guy. So when you ticked him off it was big a deal. I am almost flattered the big guy sent yetis to retrieve yours truly. Almost. My head began to spin when the dragged me into the array of lights that was the portal. Instantly we were in the famous busy workshop of old Saint Nick.

I was in such complete awe that I hardly noticed that the two hairy yetis had released me. I spun as I took in the sight before me. Small elves rushed around the room. Their large hats taking over their entire foot tall bodies with their point ears pierced out. It was quite comical the way the rushed about speaking gibberish to each other excitedly. Seems that those yetis were just two of what seemed like an army that flooded the workshop. Each one of them was working on some sort of toy. Each toy specifically designed to a special child. In the middle of the colossal room was a massive metal globe. It was spinning ever so slowly around on an axis. Shapes copied the continents of the earth, all decorated with small glimmering lights. I was so rudely interrupted from my daze with a serious ehem. I turned to find the source of the sound only to find a large fat man with a long white beard and a scowl.

"You shouldn't make that face. Not a very good look for you," I said to break the silence.

He just stood there with the same look. He folded his arms and slightly leaned back as to get a better look of me. There wasn't much to see old man. It's just a short teenage looking girl with big brown eyes, and short brown hair that was spiking in every direction. Mostly left and right. And the chaste saint that he is couldn't possibly be staring at my body. Not much there in the front, if you know what I mean. Only a white sweetheart corset and a pale pink to my knees outlined my delicate figure. And of course my signature white fluffy wings. Finally guessed who I am?

"Cupid…"the mouth of the man began.

Bingo!
Now I know what you are thinking. Isn't Cupid a fat baby boy? Yeah, it isn't. That's my dad. Yup dear old daddy had the humility to name his daughter after himself. And he isn't a baby. He is actually kind of attractive to some people. My mom can't keep her hands off him. A deep Russian accent interrupted my thoughts.

"You do realize why I brought you here, right?"

"Umm," I started, "trouble with the misses?"

I shrugged as he brought a tattooed hand to his forehead. I'm pretty sure a few yetis chuckled too.

"No. I want to talk to you about the meaning of this," he spat as he held up a tattered piece of lined paper with messy writing.

"A letter?" I asked extremely confused.

"Read it," he ordered.

I flew in front of him and took the letter. I began it read out loud.

"'Dear Santa, Thank you for all the presents last year. I really liked the rocket I got. But this year I want to ask you for one thing. There is this girl in my grade. She has pretty yellow hair like a princess and she ties it up in red bow every day. She is always very happy and that makes me happy. I think I want to marry her. So for Christmas I want her for my wife. Thank you, Santa. Love Jamie.'"

I let out a heartfelt sign as I finished.

"Do you see?" he asked.

"It's a crush North. Let it be," I politely argued.

"The boy is twelve! And he is thinking about marriage. This is your fault," he accused.

"My fault?" I gawked, "I had nothing to do with this!"

There was flash and a loud beeping. It wasn't mechanical but like song birds. North began to be frantic by the delicate symphony. He turned his back and began to shout. I only needed to hear one words. The Guardians. This was my chance to meet them! This was my chance. But North would never let me stay around. I had to act quickly. I flew as silently and as quickly as I could to hide up high behind a pillar. I peeked slightly over just to see the look on North's flustered face as he saw that I had disappeared. He was too busy to bother to wonder. He pulled, twisted and pushed a lever that shook the whole workshop. Glowing luminous lights flew out of the glass dome covering the shop. They were magnificent. Dancing across the clear sky, wishing I was a graceful as these lights. The first arrive was Bunnymund. The rough and tough jack rabbit. Coming out of a tunnel and developed in the ground and closed back up when he came out. He quickly asked what was going on with his Australian accent. He looked a lot bigger than I imagined. Next was Sandman. He flew in on an elegant carpet made of his magic dust. It glimmered and sparkly like the sunrise. A question mark appeared on his head like a silent carton when he took his place next to North. He was so small compared to North. Then a fluttering sound rushed past me and nearly knocked me out of my hiding space. There in a panic and rush was the ever busy Toothina. In all her toothy glory. North tried to calm her down but to no avail. Bunny took a glace around and I hid deeper behind the pillar.
"Where's the ice cube?" He questioned a bit annoyed.

"Right here fluffy," said a confident voice from the other side of the room. My head turned with the others and was not prepared to what was walking toward them.