A/N: So, this is a Professor Layton spin on one of my favorite movies ever, "Elf." I hope you all have seen this film starring Will Ferrell and James Caan, because it is amazing.

Buddy is Clive

Walter Hobbs is Professor Layton

Michael Hobbs is Luke (Clive's half brother)

Emily Hobbs is Emmy (Clive's stepmom)

Jovie is Flora

Susan Wells is Claire Foley (Clive's birth mom)

The Professor will be slightly OOC, but only because that is his character.

I do not own any Professor Layton characters or Elf characters

December 24, 1982

A fine but steady snowfall drifted down from the heavens, blanketing the grounds of St. George's Orphanage.

The soft, ivory powder dusted tree branches and rooftops of surrounding buildings, creating a picturesque winter wonderland scene.

Despite the bitter cold however, inside the orphanage, the air was warm and bursting with Christmas spirit.

Festive carols were playing from a small phonograph and bells were hung from doorknobs, jingling each time someone went to a different room.

In the main hallway, a tall bright green Christmas tree stood, adorned with twinkling white lights and colorful glass balls.

The spicy, earthy scent of pine needles blended with the aroma of fresh baked cookies as some nuns prepared treats for the older children who were still up, waiting anxiously for Santa Claus.

Meanwhile, in the other wing, one of the older nuns was busy putting the babies to bed.

Sister Lydia cradled the orphanage's tiniest resident in her arms for a moment before placing him in his crib.

The boy was eleven months; the youngest child at St. George's.

With round pink cheeks and a sweet laugh, he brought a smile to every face at the orphanage.

He babbled happily and kicked his legs, his eyes sparkling.

Tucking the blanket around him, Sister Lydia gave him his bottle filled with warm milk.

She smiled down at the infant and sighed.

"Sweet dreams, my angel," she said softly. "Maybe by next Christmas you'll have a home."

Then, making sure the windows were shut tight, Sister Lydia quietly left the nursery and closed the door.

Minutes passed, and the little boy was still wide awake, leisurely drinking his milk.

Three other babies that shared the room were sleeping, and soon, his eyelids began to get heavy.

The bottle slipped out of his hands and just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard a loud thud that jolted him out of drowsiness.

He looked over to where the noise had come from, and saw someone in a red suit that caught his attention.

Cooing, he stood up in his crib to get a better look. It was a man with a round belly and white beard and there was a large crimson sack at his feet.

His focus turned to the bag, where, amongst all of the colorful toys, a big fluffy teddy bear was nestled inside.

Excited, he grabbed onto the railing and jiggled it, when it became unhinged and dropped down with a loud metallic clang.

The baby giggled.

Now there was nothing that could stand in his way from getting that bear!

Once on the ground, he crawled as fast as he could towards the sack.

This was going to be fun!

A/N: I hope you all liked it! Please R&R!

Note: I know that in the UK, Santa is more traditionally known as Father Christmas, but for personal convenience, I'm going to use Santa Claus.

P.S. If you've seen the movie, "Elf", you know that Buddy gets his name from the tag on his diaper. I want to do the same, so if you have any ideas of "company" names that use the name "Clive", please share them. I have a couple of ideas, but any suggestions would be appreciated. :)