Based off of the movie The Polar Express

Characters: from APH which I, sadly, don't own. But I do own my OC, Alice.

OC description

Name: Alice

Age:13

Hair: long, crimson

Eyes: A green-ish gray hue

Skin: pale, but not white; rosy cheeks, however

Other: she's a human otaku who has seen APH and is madly in love with Arthur Kirkland (England), lives in America, yet longs to move to Britain (for various reasons)

Christmas Eve finally has rolled around. After attending the Christmas vigil mass and watching her favorite film, The Polar Express, Alice finally starts to settle down. If you call that Christmas excitement calm. Alice was sitting behind her computer, watching the places Santa has been on NORAD Tracking Santa, waiting till it was close enough to generously put out a steaming cup of hot chocolate and sugar cookies.

"Shoot!" she remembered something. "I didn't lay out a thing for the reindeer." Though it was only eleven thirty, she jumped up and cut up some celery and placed it in a sandwich bag on the coffee table before the marvelous Christmas tree.

'Thank you, Ludwig, for the Christmas tree." She whispered, remembering that the tree originated in Germany. She walked up the stairs and listen to some songs for a short while until it was time to place out the snacks for Santa by the celery. As she was placing the treats down the house began to shake. Alice glanced at the clock. Eleven fifty, it read. She thought that there was going to be an earthquake, but that was unusual for her region. The house groaned and bright lights flooded the parlor. She grabbed her trench coat from the back of a chair in the dining room and ran through the front door. There, before her, was a marvelous train puffing smoke from its stack. She ran down the driveway and inspected the antique looking train. Out of nowhere, a man tapped her shoulder.

"Miss, would you like to come with us to the North Pole?" a tall graying man asked.

"But Santa has already left hours ago." Alice replied.

"Oh, but this train is magical. It travels backwards in time, you see."

"No. I don't. It's quite a complicated matter."

"True." The man replied. "However, we have a schedule to stick to, so think quickly. But, I highly recommend you joining us on this magical ride."

Now Alice knew of the saying, "Strangers have the best candy," and was very cautious, but her curiosity over powered her. Just as she was about to answer, two blond boys stuck their heads out of a window. One was wearing a cowboy hat (Alfred. she thought glumly) and the other was hugging a stuffed polar bear (How cute. Must be Mathieu.)

"You should come aboard!" Alfred yelled.

"Yes. Please come." The Canadian spoke in his cute little accent.

"Oh. Alright. I'll go."

"Alrighty, then." The conductor smiled whilst helping her up into the train car. "Off to Europe we go." And with that the train lurched and sped off into the night. A moment later they were… above the ground.

"Oh, wow. No one said that this was a flying train," Alice marveled. Drool was coming out of Alfred's mouth. "Is he okay?" Alice asked Matt.

"I don't know." He replied softly. "I'm Matt, by the way. I'm from Yellowknife." Alfred turned from the window and placed, quite heavily, a hand onto one of Alice's shoulder.

"I'm Alfred F. Jones from Washington D.C."

"Hmm… That's odd. You two look like brothers." Both Matt and Alfred glanced at each other. As Matt was about to speak, the train smashed against the ground in front of a grand mansion. There stood another blond boy this time with shinning emerald eyes. (ENGLAND! Alice yelled in her head.) Beside him were a unicorn and a fairy. Wait… say what? And in his arms was… (MINT BUNNY!) He stood puzzled before the train, but when he was given the chance, he hopped aboard.

"Hello." Alice called. "I'm Alice and this is Alfred and Matt."

"Pleasure." He said sourly. Alice could only see that the unicorn and fairy had stayed behind. The train lurched again and was off into the night sky once more.