Hey Everyone! Here's my holiday story starring our three favorite spies! Enjoy! And please review! This story will only be a few chapters long so it won't be as long as Kidnapped Hearts! Just so you know, I had to invent a last name fore Sid and his family!
Disclaimer: The characters of Walt Disney's Cars 2 do not belong to me. This is not for profit and has been done purely for enjoyment!
Sitting at his desk at CHROME, Finn tiredly ran his hand through his hair. It was two days before Christmas and the three spies had just returned from a tiring mission.
"I am sooooo tired!" Holley said as she flopped down in her office chair. Finn nodded, too exhausted to say anything. Just then, Siddeley bounced into the room whistling cheerfully. "Sid, please stop that, your making me tired just watching you." Finn moaned. Sid, seeing an opportunity to get of Finn's nerves threw on an exaggerated French accent. "Absolutely your majesty! I wouldn't dream of exhausting his royal highness! I shall get your you coffee now, I presume you will want your usual?" Other then shoot Sid an icy glare, Finn ignored him. Soon Sid came bouncing back, a hot cup of coffee in hand. Setting it before Finn with a flourish Sid said, "Here you are your illustriousness!"
"Sid, drop the accent now, or I swear, I will strangle you!" Finn growled. With a mischievous grin Sid skipped away. Looking out the window, Finn noticed that the sky was unusually dark, even for winter. Wondering what the weather forecast was, he flipped the radio on that was sitting on his desk. The news anchor was giving a special bulletin. ~This superstorm will definitely bring the UK their white Christmas but with a cost. Local and international flights have been cancelled for the duration of the storm and plan to open as soon as it lets up. ~
"Gee, that sounds like some storm!" Holley exclaimed, "We'd better get going before it hits!"
"That will be a problem though, my family lives in Southampton, and your family lives near Glasgow. If all the flights have been cancelled, that means that Sid can't fly us home." Finn said thoughtfully.
"That is a problem." Holley agreed, "I wasn't planning on spending Christmas at the office."
Just then Siddeley interrupted their conversation. "You guys can spend Christmas at my house! I already called my mom and told her we'd be there in an hour!"
"Uh, thanks Sid, but I'm just going to wait for the weather to clear up and then I'll drive home." Finn said reluctant to spend the Holiday with Sid and his family. Unfortunately for him, Holley jumped at the chance and insisted to taking Finn with them. "Oh, come on, don't be such a stick in the mud!" she said, pulling him out of his seat.
In a few minutes Finn was shoved into the back seat of Sid's Jeep and they set off for Sid's home. As they traveled out of the city of London and into the countryside, Finn noticed the increasing darkness of the sky as small snow flurries began to fall. In a few minutes, they were pulling up to the large cottage that Sid's parents owned. As they got out of the car, they each grabbed their bags and walked toward the door. Sid rang the doorbell twice. Suddenly from inside the house, came a scream, "Sid's home!" Followed the roar of a dozen feet, all headed toward the door.
"Wait for it." Finn said, familiar with the greeting. Suddenly the door was thrown open and a six children flew out, hurling themselves at the three agents, knocking them flat. As Finn was trying to extract himself from the bottom of the dog pile, Sid's mother came out of the house. "Kids! That's enough, let your brother and his friends get a chance to get in the door!" she yelled. When the kids got off of them, the agents followed the crowd into the house. As Sid took their bags upstairs to his room, Sid's mother led Finn and Holley into the living room where there was a fire roaring in the stone hearth. After they introduced themselves, Sid's mother introduced herself as Diana Taylor. "Make yourselves, at home and I'll go get you something warm to drink!" she said, before hurrying to the kitchen.
Holley looked over at the children who were busy writing. "What are you writing?" Holley asked.
"We're writing to Santa!" a young boy answered as all six of them grinned. Finn snorted. Giving him a glare that could melt steel, Holley gave him a kick in the shin. With a yelp, Finn rubbed his leg, scowling at her. Seeing Finn's pain, the kids began to snicker.
Just then, Mrs. Taylor bustled into the room, carrying a large tray with several mugs and a giant teapot on it. Passing out the mugs to all of her children and her guests, she filled the mugs to the brim with hot chocolate. Soon, the kids were contentedly sipping their drink. When they finished, everyone laughed over their chocolate mustaches. After staring at Finn for a few minutes, a young three-year-old girl came over to Finn and climbed up onto his lap. "Why hello, what's your name?" he asked.
"Iris." She answered. Peering at him curiously, the young girl picket up a napkin and began trying to wipe off Finn's mustache. "Your mustache won't come off!" She said.
"That's because my mustache is real, not made of hot chocolate!" Finn answered with a smile.
Suddenly, the whole house shook as the wind picked up. Iris slid off Finn's lap and ran to the window. "IT'S SNOWING!" she screamed. Soon everyone was by the window and Mrs. Taylor flipped on the outside light. The children were delighted and tirelessly watched as the large flakes swirled around and around. "All right children it's time for bed!" Diana called. As the children started up the stairs, Holley called after them. "One moment! What are your names?" With a smile the second oldest boy introduced his family, "I'm Edward, and my siblings are Elizabeth, Susan, Harry, Michal and the youngest is Iris."
"And don't forget me!" Sid chimed in. Finn turned and gave him a look that said 'seriously?'
With a laugh, Holley said, "All right, thanks, you can go to bed now!"
After the kids went to bed, Holley, Finn, Sid and Mrs. Taylor sat before the fire. Just then there was a noise at the front door. There was the sound of a key in a lock and the door opened, and a tall middle-aged man entered the room with a swirl of snow. Mrs. Taylor jumped up. "Fredrik!" She said happily, smothering her husband in a hug, "I'm so glad you got home safely. That storm is getting ugly!"
"I'm sorry it took me so long to get home."
Walking into the living room, Mr. Taylor sat down on the couch and greeted his guests. After introducing themselves again, the five people carried on a lively conversation.
In a few minutes, a gentle snoring came from the corner of the room. Looking over they found that Sid had fallen asleep. Picking up a pillow, Finn hurled at Sid's face. With a gasp, Sid sat bolt upright yelling, "I'm awake!" Laughing, Holley suggested that they all hit the sack.
In a few minutes Holley was crawling into bed. The Taylor family had given Holley and Finn the use of the guest room and had loaned Finn an air mattress. After saying good night to each other, Holley closed her eyes and listened to the sound of Finn's deep breathing and soon fell fast asleep, the snow storm whirling outside.
So what do you think? Thank you for taking the time to read this and please review! –TG28