Bernard and Jack

Author's notes. This is a continuation from my earlier stories. Santa Clause, the Human Clause and Santa Clause, Curtis.

Scene 1:

It was March 19th, 2008, at the North Pole. Scott Calvin aka Santa Claus was getting himself ready for an upcoming informal visit from MotherNature and FatherTime. He had received notification two weeks earlier from the two Legendaries that they needed to talk to him about a grave matter.

"Carol, do you think it's a good idea for the meeting to be held at the Chalet." He called out to his wife.

"Yes dear. It's just a visit among with them. Didn't they just wanted your input on a particular matter." She said while dusting the mantlepiece. She paused and sighed. 'I'd think that being at the North Pole would cut down on the dust. I keep forgetting the amount of magic dust that the elves emit.'

"Did you assign an welcoming committee to meet them? Most of our elves are still on after their after Christmas vacations." Asked Carol.

"Yes Dear. I have asked the elves that had been in the mortal world if they would do the honors. They have all agreed. " her husband answered back. "Which is good. We wouldn't want to insult MotherNature."

Carol nodded her approval. The Clauses had been holding mandatory weekly meetings for the 15 returning elves that had for four years been out in the mortal world.

Carol chuckled to herself when she thought back to one of these meetings. They had been right in assuming that some of the elves returning would applied for transfers from their previous fields. 900 year old Mason from wrapping had requested a transfer to the chef's department. 700 year old Mark from inventory had displayed an artistic flair and thought his talents could be of use in the paint department. 1100 year old Sara from the tinsel department came back an accomplished singer and pianists. She was to be transferred over to the musical toy division.

"We had better get down there, Santa." Carol pointed to the mantel clock. She bundled up Buddy for the trip to the town square.

Scene 2:

Santa and Carol saw that welcoming committee was getting in their places. Each elf turned had turned their attention toward the courtyard dias.

Judy wore her green Christmas dress that she owned. Her green satin hat glistened in the arctic sun. She looked around at the other elves gathered around her. She smiled she was proud of them and their accomplishments in the mortal world. She spied Bernard running toward the group with Curtis tailing him.

Bernard stopped and adjusted his new red velveteen pants that had been a birthday present from Mrs. Clause.

"Okay Guys. Mother Nature and Father Time should be here anytime now." Bernard gasped out of breath from his run.

Curtis looked at his watch and schedule and said. "They will be here in 1 minute and 15 seconds."

"You have it timed to the second?" Bernard asked him with a snort.

"Somebody has to keep the schedule." His second in command replied while looking at his watch.

Bernard just shook his head and turned his head toward the courtyard. He smiled as two figures coalesced in front of them. The elves in the committee bowed before them.

Bernard motioned for two youngest elves forward. Beth and Mark approached the couple with gifts in their hands. Beth presented Father Time with a basket of his favorite chocolate chip cookies. Mark presented Mother Nature his painting of her casting a rainbow after a morning shower. Sara played the flute while the rest of the group sang an old elvish lullaby.

Mother Nature came forward. "I thank you very much for this special treat." She turned to Scott saying. " Really Santa, you didn't have to go through all of this trouble on our accounts."

Santa laughed. "I was my pleasure Mother." He joked using his nickname for her. "This group needed to get back into practice in being elves." He winked back at committee.

"Oh so these are elves that had been under the effects of the Human Clause." said Father Time. "And Don't you dare call me Pops!" He tried to gave Scott his most stern look but a chuckle escaped when he spoke.

Santa and Mrs. Clause laughed. Santa turned to his elves. "Guys, You've done a wonderful job. Go take it easy for the rest of the day." The group of elves began to disperse.

"Okay guys follow us to our vacation chalet." Said Santa.

Scene 3:

The foursome gathered into the livingroom after a wonderful dinner that Mason had catered.

Mother Nature stood up. "I'm not going to beat around the bush. The problem that we are having is with Jack's rehabilitation."

Santa frowned. "I thought that after becoming thawed out, his rehabilitation would be a snap. I will help in anyway short of bringing him to the pole." The memory of what the old Jack Frost did to the world and his beloved factory was still fresh in his mind.

"The newly thawed Jack regrets what he has done. Now he wants to make it better with everybody that he has ever wronged. Jack's new heart is wounded by his actions that he did in the past. One of wounds is that he had abandoned his only son." Said Father Time.

Scott felt a small pang of sympathy for Jack. "I know how a bit of that pain. I beat myself up for the pain I caused my Son, Charlie, when his Mom and I divorced."

Father Time shook his head. "Our problem is that Jack believes that his son is dead. I am afraid to tell him that his son is alive."

Mother Nature spoke and added gently. "Jack is in a fragile state right now. His son knows that Jack has been transformed but has not made any attempts to contact him. "

She turned the conversation back over to Father Time.

"Jack froze his heart when he was young when he felt that an wood nymph rejected him. We think that Jack may again freeze his heart if he finds out that his son is also rejecting him." The bearded time keeper said.

Carol leaned forward. "I don't know how we can help you with this problem. Have you tried to talk to his son."

Mother Nature answered them. "We were hoping that you can talk to him for us. You know the son better than we do. He is son of Princess Maripola of the Trivoly elf clan. "

Santa stood up with shock on his face. "You mean Bernard is Jack Frost's son."