DISCLAIMER: I don't own Glee and never wanted to. This is loosely based off the movie "Fred Claus". Have a few things from the film but not everything. I've added my own twist, of course!
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"Evans, you've made bail."
Sam opened his eyes up, grunting lowly as he sat up off the bench and yawning slightly as he got up stretching. He watched as the guard unlocked it and opened up the door so he could come out. He wasn't a new face to these people. In fact, he was just here two weeks ago and last night, he had landed himself in the fight with his bookie. He had owed the man over ten grand off of bets and missed the deadline to pay it. He was taking a chance by leaving out of here, not knowing who had bailed him out. He walked up the glass, where the woman was standing behind, sliding his stuff underneath the window. He sent her a wink before sliding into his coat, chuckling at her words, "I don't know want to see you anymore this year." He place his phone and wallet back into his pocket before walking out the door. As he walked out, he immediately came to a stop when he noticed who it was. Sighing deeply, he placed the shades on his face and walked over to him. The two didn't speak until they got outside, Sam leaning in to give him a hug, "Thanks."
"You're welcome but Sam, why?"
Sam pursed his lips before starting to walk away, "Everybody's not privileged like you, Nicholas."
"I'm not privileged and you know that."
"Oh yeah?" Sam stopped and turned around abruptly, looking at the man with a knowing look as he leaned in and whispered, "You're Santa Claus, Mr. Can do no wrong to anybody, especially Mom."
Nicholas looked at his little brother, taking a deep breath as he turned back around and walked away. It's been this tug like this every since they were growing up and he hated it to the core. He stuffed his hands into his pocket and followed by him, "I want you to come back with me."
"Why?"
"Honestly, to keep you out of trouble for the rest of the holiday season." Nicholas responded as he stopped at the beginning of the crosswalk, "And because I could use the extra help."
"With what? Don't you have little slaves for that?"
Nicholas stared at him, pursing his lips, "They're not slaves."
Sam chuckled at that before he reached in his jacket for his secret cigarette stash, pulling one out and placing it between his lips, "If you say so."
Nicholas snatched the cig out of his mouth and threw it on the ground, ignoring the look he gave him as he smashed it, "I know your situation and in exchange for your help, I will give you the money if you come. Please."
Sam looked at his brother and grunted lowly. He really hated when he did that...whatever it was. It made him feel so guilty and he hated him for it, "Fine but I have to go home to pack."
Nicholas gave him a smile before patting his shoulder, "Great." He let go when he heard his watch go off, looking down at it, "I've already be down here too long. I'll send you instructions on what to do."
Before he could say anything else, he was gone just like that. Taking a deep breath, Sam groaned as he started to make his way across the street. He really should've denied his request, but he would be lying to say he wasn't curious to see the place he hasn't been to in years and to get the money he owed.
Sam grunted lowly as he looked out the window in all of the white. He couldn't believe that he agreed to do this. For one, he had a love and hate...well, hate was a strong word, more dislike for his older brother. It was all one sided of course and probably shouldn't even be directed to him because he has done nothing but be nice and helped him out a lot of jams but he couldn't help it. Growing up, Nicholas was always the saint and seen as something special by everyone as to where Sam was the outcast and more on the rebel side. From early on age, Sam saw the favoritism that was shown by their own mother when it came to them. She put more time and energy into the one she didn't deem as a problem. Coming out of his thoughts from that, he was thankful that the chopper was making a landing. It was a long, weird trip to get here. It started off by taking a train to Chicago, planes through Canada and somehow and somewhere, he was met by a man with a helicopter, who was now taking him to his destination. He honestly didn't remember that part and because of it, he think it was done purposely by the man. As he remember from the past correctly, it didn't take all of this and this long because Nicholas always got him. But he guess this was part of his punishment. As he looked out, he saw a man waving as he approached, prompting himself to internally roll his eyes as he opened the door, jumping down.
"Welcome to the North Pole, my name is Buddy and I was personally sent here by Santa to make sure you settle in okay. Let me get your luggage and then you can follow me."
Sam watched the energetic elf grab his things from the helicopter, thanking the man before he began to lead the way. He looked around, taking everything in around him as he followed him. It had been a while since he's been here but man oh man, this place looked like a mini city and not one of those generic places what you be seeing all the time in the movies. They didn't walk far until they was coming in front of a building, stepping up the steps, he watched as Buddy used the key to open the door and moved to the side so he could go in.
"This is where you'll be staying. My phone number is on that card. I'll give you some time to settle in. If you need anything else, let me know."
Sam took in the setup and couldn't help but be impressed. It was like a mini apartment. He continued to look around for a moment, taking it in before he decided to go find his brother. He would settle in later. As he closed the front door, he walked down the steps and back into the snow, making his way through the town. Once he looked straight ahead, he saw this building that was bigger and taller than the rest, and figured as he walked, that was why he was looking for. Passing through the sliding doors, his mouth dropped a bit at the new headquarters,elves busy at building toys and machinery in assistance. He looked around the huge area and couldn't help but be amazed. It was tripled in size of what they had in the past. He turned around when he heard his brother's voice, his wife in tow.
"Welcome to the North Pole, little brother." Nicholas greeted with a big smile before giving him a hug, moving to the side for his wife.
Annette placed a smile on her face as she went and hugged her brother-in-law. Her relationship was a tug of war with Sam. She didn't like how he treated her husband sometimes, and her husband for always getting him out of situations. He was too nice and she felt that sometimes Sam took advantage of that, "It's good to see you, Sam."
Sam hugged her back before letting go, knowing that she really didn't mean the words she said but he didn't care. He'll play along with it, "You too."
"Ah, just in time." Nicholas said as the woman at the top of the stairs, making her down, "I want you to meet Mercedes. She's been my right hand for the past two years. Mercedes, this is my little brother, Sam."
Sam turned to see who he was talking about, her face unrecognizable because her head was down and focused on something as she wrote in what looked like a planner. He took a minute to appreciate her because one, she was of normal height, although very short. She was curvy, dressed in black tights, a long red-button down, brown boots and her curly hair flowed at the beginning of shoulders.
Mercedes lifted her head from what she was doing with a big smile, her eyes traveling over to Sam's as she held out her hand, "It's very nice to meet you, Sam."
Sam took her hand and shook it, but instead of greeting her like a normal person would, he couldn't help but ask the question, "Are you sure you're not an elf too? You meet the height requirement."
Annette scrawled at him a bit, "Enough, Sam."
"It's okay." Mercedes reassures the woman before looking at the man, a smile still on her face before taking her hand back, "I'm sure and there are many people here that are of normal stature."
Sam stared at her with a taunting smile, she must of picked up on it because of the small smirk on her lips. He watched as she pulled her phone from her pocket on her shirt when it rung. Answering it, he was so entranced by her as her lips moved. They were big, and very, very kissable.
"Give me two minutes." Mercedes hung up the phone and looked at them with a smile, "If you'll excuse me, I'm needed in the warehouse."
Sam watched as she walked away, his eyes trained her on her bottom half, a smirk slowly forming on his lips as he took her in, whispering, "Oh yeah, this is going to be fun." When she was out of sight, he looked back at the people, who was staring at him with a glare, "What?"
Annette was about to start before she was
interrupted by a sweet voice of one of the elves, Eliza, "Mrs. Claus, can you come verify the latest set of items?"
"I' sure can."
"Santa, you're also needed in the lower side factory."
"On my way." Nicholas told her before his eyes went back to his brother, "I have arranged for Buddy to be your tour guide so you can get to know the place. Things have changed tremendously since the last time you've been here. See you later, and please stay out of trouble."
"We'll see if I can." Sam called after him, watching as he gave him a look before heading out. He turned around just in time to see Mercedes coming back in, "Forgot something?"
"My clipboard."
Sam stared at her for a moment as she looked around, seeing it on the side of him on a table, he picked it up and handed to her, "Here you go."
"Thank you." She moved her hair behind her ear before sending a smile, turning around and almost running into Buddy, "Sorry, Buddy."
"It's okay, Mercedes." He replied with a smile as she left out, turning back to Sam, "You ready?"
"Mhm, and I know where I want to go first." Sam grabbed his cup and headed for the door, "Take me to that warehouse."
A/N. Y'all liking it so far?
