At some point during the night Bernard had fallen asleep on the couch as well. He had been looking out the window for awhile to see if the real Santa had come. Another time he had to deal with toy Santa and convince him to leave Voltaire alone; that was not easy at all, stubborn git.
The sun was coming up and a commotion could be heard out side the door. Bernard slowly opened his eyes to find Voltaire laying next to him with her head on his chest, fast asleep. The door then opened and there stood Charlie.
"Charlie what are you doing here? Does that mean Santa's back?!" asked Bernard not being able to help sitting up, which woke Voltaire up. She rubbed her eyes and then focused on Charlie.
"Yes, he's back, and the elves are on a rebellion, wish to help?" he asked. Bernard looked down at Voltaire and she stood up and they all ran out of the apartment and to the courtyard where all the elves were waiting.
"You should have changed first Voltaire," said Bernard as he noticed she was still wearing the outfit toy Santa had her wear.
"And miss out on the fun, if anyone I'm on of the elves that deserves to beat some of these soldiers," said Voltaire as they continued to run.
"I was going to comment, but decided against it. You do look hot," said Charlie with a smirk.
"Hey lay off, Charlie you don't know what she went through," said Bernard.
"Yea I'm going to need therapy after this," said Voltaire. They finally met up with the other elves. Voltaire got a lot of stares but just brushed them off as they continued to run through the halls. Soon they came to the main workshop area and saw the real Santa with a blonde woman. They all ran off to the reindeer area, but were too late, toy Santa had already taken flight in the sleigh. Bernard turned and whistled towards Chet. He looked up happily and everyone ran to the side in fear of Chet.
"What are you doing?" asked Santa.
"You have to save Christmas," said Bernard.
"How am I suppose to save Christmas?" asked Santa. Then the heard the roar of Chet as he came racing toward them.
"Why can't we have any other reindeers?" asked Voltaire frightened. He cam crashing in and then crashed right into Santa. The woman went and helped him up and Voltaire helped Bernard secure the reigns.
"Okay Chet ready to go?" asked Bernard.
"Chet?" questioned the woman.
"He's still in training," explained Voltaire.
"How much flight time has he had?" asked Santa.
"About a minute and a half," said Bernard turning towards Santa as he got on Chet.
"Hey, but he's had a lot of crash time," said Curtis.
"Curtis," warned Santa and Voltaire.
"He's just a baby," moped Curtis.
"Well then let's see what this baby can do," said Santa and they all watched as Chet took off. It was hard to watch as they swayed in the air slowly getting higher and closer to the toy Santa. Bernard then turned around to face all the elves.
"Okay everyone outside now!" he yelled. They all ran for the exit and Bernard and Voltaire brought up the rear making sure everyone was with them, the soldiers were still loose after all.
Upon arriving outside they saw all the soldiers lined up ready for battle. Voltaire and Bernard were at the front and they all started.
"Snowballs on three. One," yelled Bernard. They bent down and got some snowballs," two," took aim "THREE!" They threw the snowballs and that had no affect whatso ever.
"Okay, elves, attack!" yelled Bernard and they charged at the soldiers. Voltaire ran forward and pushed a row of soldiers down so it created a domino effect. She then was cornered and she reached over and turned the head of a soldier around. The soldier then started flailing it's arms and knock both that soldier and the other one down as well.
Voltaire then stood up and saw the elves all bringing down the other soldiers. She spotted the woman and walked over to her.
"Welcome to the North Pole," she greeted. The woman laughed and held out her hand.
"I'm Carol," she said. Voltaire shook her hand.
"Voltaire, head chef. Nice to meet you," she said.
"Voltaire, like the famous philosopher?"
"I was actually born before him, but yea. Teacher or something?"
"Principal."
"Fun, we should go see how Santa's doing," said Voltaire and they went over and saw that they had brought toy Santa down.
"I know just what to do with him," said the real Santa and they went to go shrink him. In all of the mess Voltaire made her way over to Bernard and they walked over to get the sleigh ready for the real Santa to go. They went up to Santa and he seemed more then eager to get in the sleigh.
"Where are you going?" asked Bernard walking next to Carol, Voltaire was on the other side of the group walking next to Charlie.
"Well it's Christmas, number one, I have to deliver toys," said Santa.
"Don't you think you're forgetting one thing?" asked Bernard.
"No," said Santa.
"You have to get married," said Bernard. They all stopped walking.
"Excuse me?" asked Carol who then turned to look at Santa. Voltaire then realized something and went off to Santa's room. She picked up his phone and called all the legendary figures, mainly Mother Nature since she was the one who could officially marry them. The figures soon arrived and they all raced off to get the ceremony underway. It was perfect Santa got married in time and him and Charlie went off and delivered the toys.
Voltaire smiled happily as Carol watched the sleigh and Bernard got the elves back to cleaning up the workshop. She made her way over to her apartment building, it was high time she changed. Before going into the building she felt a sudden, almost pinch like, feeling on her behind. She looked and rubbed and saw and found nothing. She shrugged it off and walked up to her room. She was pulling clothes out when Mother Nature materialized inside her room.
"Hello Voltaire," she greeted.
"Hello Mother Nature, why are you still here? Aren't you busy ending the year?" asked Voltaire as she pulled on some socks.
"I have some time to spare. Anyway I wanted to talk to you," she replied. Voltaire nodded and changed while Mother Nature talked, it was all okay they are both women after all.
"About what?" asked Voltaire.
"First off, who gave you that necklace?"
"I thought you would know. Bernard said you gave it to him and told him he would know when and who to give it to," said Voltaire pulling a shirt on and pulling the necklace out from under it.
"Yes, well there was a reason why I gave him that necklace. I had given a necklace like this to all the past head elves. You see they are busiest elves in all the world and have little time for themselves. At some point I will give them this necklace and they will get a feeling who to give it to. Whether they know what the feeling is or not, it depends on the elf but it is suppose to signify that they love whoever they give it to," explained Mother Nature. Voltaire paused after she had pulled her skirt on.
"So Bernard loves me, he just doesn't know it?" asked Voltaire looking Mother Nature directly in the eye.
"Yes, and seeing as how many people around you are getting married I thought it would be suitable to let you in on this," said Mother Nature.
"Oh, well, thank you. I should go help the elves clean up," said Voltaire and she put her hat on and ran out the door. Trying not to think about what Mother Nature had said was very difficult. Voltaire had always felt a little more then friendship with Bernard recently but didn't possibly think it was such a strong feeling as love. Shaking her head Voltaire just ran into the kitchen and busied herself with little things in there.
Mother Nature just watched Voltaire leave her apartment, very confused inside. Mother Nature sighed and her a 'pop' as Cupid appeared next to her.
"Did you do it?" asked Mother Nature turning to the other legendary figure.
"Yes, but it didn't seem to change her," said Cupid with a shrug, "which isn't good because I don't want to deal with her mother again."
"No, it just means she is already in love with him, just doesn't know it yet. Or some force is preventing them from falling in love, but that is less likely," said Mother Nature and gave Cupid a smile.
"Well maybe we should help them along," suggested Cupid.
"No, we already interfered enough," said Mother Nature and they both left Voltaire's apartment.
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A/N: Please review, just wondering how many people read this story and enjoy it.