Author's Note: Sorry for the hiatus guys! I'm going into three honors classes so the summer work is taking it's toll... If anyone has any suggestions for one shots I'd appreciate them. Thanks and enjoy!
In the North Pole, Santoff Clausen, very rarely was it ever silent. Elves were always under foot and often up to making something , the yetis were always working on toys or in the kitchens planning the next meal in low grumbles, and there was the almost continuous jingle and pitter patter of travel from the pole's occupants. So again it was almost never silent. Almost. Click..Tap..CRASH! Click... Tap..CRASH! Click..Tap ..CRASH! Click..Tap..CRASH!
E. Aster Bunnymund considered himself a rather patient rabbit or Pooka , after all one had to be to make billions of eggs to take to children every year. But for some reason that noise hadn't died down and had been going for well over two hours! But Bunny decided to try to wait it out like the patient guy he was and not go off the deep end… Yeah.. Right.
Three hours later found him trying his hardest to ignore the infernal racket and get some much needed shut eye on the couch. But it's rather hard to ignore persistent loud noises when you have ears the length of meter sticks. Click...Tap..CRASH! Click..Tap..CRASH! Click...Tap..CRASH! Click..Tap..CRASH!
Over and over and over whatever was causing the noise just did not want to quit! Bunny decided that the best thing to do would be to distract himself, so he went into the kitchen, surprised by the lack of yetis, and tried to make a salad ( a midnight snack for rabbits doin' my best here!)
Click..Tap..Chop..CRASH! Click..Tap..Chop..CRASH! Click..Tap..Chop..CRASH!well that just made it worse. Right now he wanted to ... No he couldn't do that it was just a sound relax...So he settled for the next best thing,trying to drown it out.
But no matter how hard he tried the sound was still there, still persistent, and always directly in his ear. His large, pool stick size ears.
Eventually he became so fed up that he marched up the stairs ready to dismember whatever was causing the noise. It seemed to be coming from a room at the top of the stairs. Upon opening the door, he saw the cause of the noise..a discarded cymbal monkey toy lying lopsided and magnifying the sound By it's location near the vent.
Scrubbing his face with his paw, he concluded that he needed sleep and that it probably wouldn't be best to tell the others about this.
