The New Santa
I wrote this story around Christmas time two years ago, when I first came to know Storm Hawks. I thought it would be funny if I put it up for everyone to see, and since it is also around Christmas time now. Enjoy!
~YYY~
It was nearing near Christmas time. Santa Claus had grown to become a little too...overweight. In fact, when he sat down in his sleigh, he took up the entire space, leaving no room for the toys.
So one day, the elves working at Santa's workshop decided to put up advertisements for people who would be interested in taking the job of Santa Claus. One by one, people sent in their resumes to the elves, who looked over each one. Finally, they had made their decision on an entry that seemed to match all the requirements. That person was none other than Finn from the Storm Hawks.
"Sweet!" Finn cried the minute he found out he had the job. He broke into a series of dance moves and pranced around in the condor. Piper silently groaned. "I can't believe the unexpected had to happen," she grumbled.
Meanwhile, Junko was ecstatic. "I actually can't believe we're going to the North Pole!" he said dreamily. "All the elves, the toys, the candy..."
"Wait a minute," Stork said, cutting in. "We're seriously not going to the North Pole, are we? We could catch the North Pole WART DISEASE."
"Oh, really?" Finn replied. "Well, it doesn't matter anyway. We're all going to the North Pole!"
~YYY~
The plane trip to the North Pole was just a bore for Aerrow and Piper. Piper sighed and stared out the window, knowing how the whole Santa disaster would turn out to be, even before a green felt cap found its way onto her head.
"Us, being elves?!?" Junko exclaimed as he put on the outfit excitedly. "I always wanted to see what it was like to be one!" Piper could only sigh in despair.
"Oh, come on, Piper," Aerrow said. "It's Christmas. Nothing could ever go wrong!"
~YYY~
Finn's first trip as Santa Claus began in Japan. As Santa, he wanted to make sure that the world knew about his new job. He bundled up the sleigh and got the reindeer ready, followed by a new one known as Radarr the blue-furred reindeer.
When Finn arrived in Japan with his other fellow pals, a crowd of Japanese people gathered around to greet him. They were shocked, though to see such a skinny-looking Santa appear from the sled. As they stared up at Finn with beady eyes, Piper leaned forward and whispered, "Aren't you going to say 'Merry Christmas'?"
"Merry Christmas," Finn repeated mechanically.
"No, in Japanese!" Piper cried. "Didn't you say in your resume that you speak at least a thousand different languages?"
Finn gulped. He sure wished he hadn't lied on the resume he wrote. Facing the crowd, he cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "Uh, nihaoma?" he uttered nervously. The crowd gave him a blank stare, not knowing a word he just spoke.
"That's Chinese!" Stork yelled, stepping out of the sleigh. The presence of Stork caused a stir of excitement in the crowd.
"Hey, isn't that Stork, of the Storm Hawks?" one Japanese girl asked her friend.
"Yes, it is!" her friend squealed. She clapped her hands together and sighed dreamily. "He has the cutest hair and the sweetest music ever. I sooooooooo want his autograph!"
"Yeah!" the girl replied.
"LET'S GO GET HIM!" everyone yelled, advancing towards Stork.
Stork gulped when he saw the crowd running towards him. He turned and ran off, not coming back until the evening. By the time he returned, he was covered with kisses.
"I abhor Christmas," Stork muttered.
~YYY~
And now, for a song to the tune of "Santa Claus is Coming to Town":
You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout I'm telling you why,
Santa Claus ain't coming to town.
He's eating cookies, and drinking milk twice
Chocolate bars and ten bowls of rice,
Santa Claus is eating too much.
He eats when you are sleeping,
He eats when you're awake,
His craving is for Chinese food
And he dislikes chocolate cake!
He's packing the sleigh,
A heavy load
Eating chow mien almost ready to explode
Santa Claus ain't coming to town.
The elves at the shop
Are way too surprised
Santa can't wear clothes three times his old size.
Santa Claus ain't coming to town.
So people hear about it,
And send in resumes,
And after waiting days and days
There is one the elves are dazed!
He speaks a thousand languages
A little too thin
From the Storm Hawks
His name is Finn,
Finnie Claus is coming to town!!!!!
~Merry Christmas to all!~