Where I Belong
Noel sat at her work table by the window painting what seemed to her an endless stream of wooden toys, but as the eldest daughter of Santa Claus this was what she was suppose to do. Her sister Holly loved anything and everything to do with Christmas, but Noel on the other hand seemed to turn toward more creepy pursuits.
It worried her parents that she was obsessed with such things, but they believed it to only be a phase that she would out grow one day. They did everything in their power to make her more Christmas oriented, but it never worked.
Not say that she hated Christmas or anything. It just wasn't what she wanted to do for the rest of her immortal life, but as eldest it would fall to her to take over when her father was ready to hand over the reins so to speak.
Noel sat up hard when she saw the strangest creature she had ever seen pass her window. He was a tall, lanky man in a dark pin stripe suit with a bat bow tie, but that wasn't the strangest thing about him. He was a skeleton.
She quickly grabbed her dark green cape and ran outside. She heard him singing and couldn't help but realize how amazing his voice was.
What's this? What's this?
There's color everywhere
What's this?
There's white things in the air
What's this?
I can't believe my eyes
I must be dreaming
Wake up, Jack, this isn't fair
What's this?
What's this? What's this?
There's something very wrong
What's this?
There's people singing songs
'Did he honestly not know where he was and who was he?' Noel thought to herself. 'Where was he from?'
What's this?
The streets are lined with
Little creatures laughing
Everybody seems so happy
Have I possibly gone daffy?
What is this?
What's this?
There's children throwing snowballs
instead of throwing heads
They're busy building toys
And absolutely no one's dead
There's frost on every window
Oh, I can't believe my eyes
And in my bones I feel the warmth
That's coming from inside
Oh, look
What's this?
They're hanging mistletoe, they kiss
Why that looks so unique, inspired
They're gathering around to hear a story
Roasting chestnuts on a fire
What's this?
What's this?
In here they've got a little tree, how queer
And who would ever think
And why?
They're covering it with tiny little things
They've got electric lights on strings
And there's a smile on everyone
So, now, correct me if I'm wrong
This looks like fun
This looks like fun
Oh, could it be I got my wish?
What's this?
Oh my, what now?
The children are asleep
But look, there's nothing underneath
No ghouls, no witches here to scream and scare them
Or ensnare them, only little cozy things
Secure inside their dreamland
What's this?
The monsters are all missing
And the nightmares can't be found
And in their place there seems to be
Good feeling all around
Instead of screams, I swear
I can hear music in the air
The smell of cakes and pies
Are absolutely everywhere
'Screams? Well that's interesting.' Noel thought as she ducked around a corner. 'Where is he from that he is always hearing screams?'
The sights, the sounds
They're everywhere and all around
I've never felt so good before
This empty place inside of me is filling up
I simply cannot get enough
I want it, oh, I want it
Oh, I want it for my own
I've got to know
I've got to know
What is this place that I have found?
What is this?
Christmas Town, hmm...
"Ho Ho Ho Ho ho ho ho ho." Noel heard her dad and quickly hid. Looking around she noticed that the only thing that hid her from the skeleton was a barrel of candy canes.
"hmm.." The skeleton said thoughtfully. She watched as he slowly made his way in the shadows toward the forest. She quickly followed without a second thought.
