December Part 1
"But MOM! I haven't been to the woods yet! I want to see where you too met!" pleaded Vivs. Her mother looked at her solemnly as she put the groceries away.
"Viviane, did your father tell you about where we met that Christmas Eve?"
Vivs suddenly had an idea.
"Um....yes. He did. He was telling me and the twins his favorite Christmas moment...." Vivs eyed her mother as she spoke. She saw a little spark in her eye.
"He... he did?" she said, sounding interested.
"Oh yes. He was so delighted as he told it."
"I see....." she said, walking around Vivs to the other side of the kitchen. "Well, maybe I can take you there.... but just this once."
"Oh thank you mom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Vivs said, nearly knocking down her mother when she hugged her.
*
"So what about your father?" said Bernard as they walked home from Vivs' mother's house.
"I know my father. If we just play our cards right he should just take a walk and he'd go right to the woods I just know it. We have to set it all up though!"
"Set it up?"
"Yeah. Come on!"
Vivs rushed Bernard home with her and she gathered all the Christmas decorations from the basement as well and a radio and some Christmas cds. Bernard helped her carry everything downtown to the woods where they had visited back in time.
For the next few hours they decorated the trees with tinsel, Christmas wreaths, ornaments, and Christmas lights. It was a beautiful scene once everything was done.
"It's wonderful!" said Vivs. "It reminds me of our house before my parents got divorced."
Bernard climbed down the latter next to one of the doors and started to brush all the pine needles off of him.
"I must admit, it looks pretty good!"
"I hope they like it." she said, and Bernard watched her as she looked all around the trees again, with the Christmas Spirit starting to reflect again in her eyes.
*
"Sounds like you've done a fantastic job so far, Bernard!" said Santa gleefully.
"Indeed I have. I think this plan of yours might actually work."
"Don't jinx it!" "Oh, yeah, right." said the elf, laughing.
"Bernard! What in flying reindeers are you doing here?" said Curtis, walking into the room, stomping his feet.
"What's the surprise? It's nighttime at Vivs' house, I come here almost every night. What's up with you?"
"You're not supposed to be here!" he said, trying to push Bernard out of the room.
"What is- Oh never mind get off of me!"
"Get out of here!" he kept saying, trying to punch Bernard out of the room.
"Whoa who a whoa! What's wrong Curtis?"
Curtis finally stopped, and pointed at Bernard angrily.
"You cannot let the elves see him."
"Why not?" said Bernard and Santa at the same time.
"Just don't let them see him! Oh no, here they come now.........."
Curtis tried to hide Bernard, but the head elf wouldn't move.
"This is ridiculous!" he said, pulling Bernard off of him. Too late. The elves, looking like an angry mob, burst into the room.
"Get rid of him NOW, Santa!" they were shouting, but they instantly shushed when they saw Bernard.
"Bernard's back!" they shouted, then they bolted across the room and started shouting out questions.
"Why did you have to go to Egypt? We thought you died! Curtis said you wouldn't come back until a year or two!"
Bernard turned his head over to Curtis and gave him an angry look. "I don't know what you've all heard, but what I was really doing was going to New England to help a family by Christmas Eve." he turned his head to Santa. "What's going on here?"
"I don't know! I knew nothing of this!" he confessed.
"Because HE hide everything from you." shouted one of the elves, pointing to Curtis.
"Curtis, what did you do NOW?" groaned Bernard.
"Nothing! Honest!" said Curtis, as everyone stared at him.
*
Vivs couldn't sleep. Every night since Bernard arrived she had been thinking everything through every night. She remembered how her family had been at Christmas before their family broke up. They always had all their decorations up, and sometime they had three Christmas trees. They sang and listened to Christmas songs everyday after Thanksgiving, and watched A Christmas movie every other night. Why did all that suddenly get put into the trash with her mother moved away?
She hoped their plan would work. She hadn't realized how much she missed their Christmas's until Bernard arrived.
Another thing she pondered was the fact that an Elf came to her house to help her. She used to love the elves when she was little. She'd write them letters with the letters she wrote to Santa. Did any of those elves read the letters? Did Bernard read them?
Eventually she'd fall back asleep, but she could never remember when she fell asleep. She remembered it was pretty late when she fell asleep, though.
She often had dreams of her going to the North Pole, and they always seemed so real. They were so real to her she was often confused it she actually went or not.
But when she woke up she was always glad to see Bernard already eating breakfast, or in the middle of making it. Then they'd take a walk around town, waiting for the day when her mother and father would meet eachother again in the Christmas decorated wood.
"But MOM! I haven't been to the woods yet! I want to see where you too met!" pleaded Vivs. Her mother looked at her solemnly as she put the groceries away.
"Viviane, did your father tell you about where we met that Christmas Eve?"
Vivs suddenly had an idea.
"Um....yes. He did. He was telling me and the twins his favorite Christmas moment...." Vivs eyed her mother as she spoke. She saw a little spark in her eye.
"He... he did?" she said, sounding interested.
"Oh yes. He was so delighted as he told it."
"I see....." she said, walking around Vivs to the other side of the kitchen. "Well, maybe I can take you there.... but just this once."
"Oh thank you mom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Vivs said, nearly knocking down her mother when she hugged her.
*
"So what about your father?" said Bernard as they walked home from Vivs' mother's house.
"I know my father. If we just play our cards right he should just take a walk and he'd go right to the woods I just know it. We have to set it all up though!"
"Set it up?"
"Yeah. Come on!"
Vivs rushed Bernard home with her and she gathered all the Christmas decorations from the basement as well and a radio and some Christmas cds. Bernard helped her carry everything downtown to the woods where they had visited back in time.
For the next few hours they decorated the trees with tinsel, Christmas wreaths, ornaments, and Christmas lights. It was a beautiful scene once everything was done.
"It's wonderful!" said Vivs. "It reminds me of our house before my parents got divorced."
Bernard climbed down the latter next to one of the doors and started to brush all the pine needles off of him.
"I must admit, it looks pretty good!"
"I hope they like it." she said, and Bernard watched her as she looked all around the trees again, with the Christmas Spirit starting to reflect again in her eyes.
*
"Sounds like you've done a fantastic job so far, Bernard!" said Santa gleefully.
"Indeed I have. I think this plan of yours might actually work."
"Don't jinx it!" "Oh, yeah, right." said the elf, laughing.
"Bernard! What in flying reindeers are you doing here?" said Curtis, walking into the room, stomping his feet.
"What's the surprise? It's nighttime at Vivs' house, I come here almost every night. What's up with you?"
"You're not supposed to be here!" he said, trying to push Bernard out of the room.
"What is- Oh never mind get off of me!"
"Get out of here!" he kept saying, trying to punch Bernard out of the room.
"Whoa who a whoa! What's wrong Curtis?"
Curtis finally stopped, and pointed at Bernard angrily.
"You cannot let the elves see him."
"Why not?" said Bernard and Santa at the same time.
"Just don't let them see him! Oh no, here they come now.........."
Curtis tried to hide Bernard, but the head elf wouldn't move.
"This is ridiculous!" he said, pulling Bernard off of him. Too late. The elves, looking like an angry mob, burst into the room.
"Get rid of him NOW, Santa!" they were shouting, but they instantly shushed when they saw Bernard.
"Bernard's back!" they shouted, then they bolted across the room and started shouting out questions.
"Why did you have to go to Egypt? We thought you died! Curtis said you wouldn't come back until a year or two!"
Bernard turned his head over to Curtis and gave him an angry look. "I don't know what you've all heard, but what I was really doing was going to New England to help a family by Christmas Eve." he turned his head to Santa. "What's going on here?"
"I don't know! I knew nothing of this!" he confessed.
"Because HE hide everything from you." shouted one of the elves, pointing to Curtis.
"Curtis, what did you do NOW?" groaned Bernard.
"Nothing! Honest!" said Curtis, as everyone stared at him.
*
Vivs couldn't sleep. Every night since Bernard arrived she had been thinking everything through every night. She remembered how her family had been at Christmas before their family broke up. They always had all their decorations up, and sometime they had three Christmas trees. They sang and listened to Christmas songs everyday after Thanksgiving, and watched A Christmas movie every other night. Why did all that suddenly get put into the trash with her mother moved away?
She hoped their plan would work. She hadn't realized how much she missed their Christmas's until Bernard arrived.
Another thing she pondered was the fact that an Elf came to her house to help her. She used to love the elves when she was little. She'd write them letters with the letters she wrote to Santa. Did any of those elves read the letters? Did Bernard read them?
Eventually she'd fall back asleep, but she could never remember when she fell asleep. She remembered it was pretty late when she fell asleep, though.
She often had dreams of her going to the North Pole, and they always seemed so real. They were so real to her she was often confused it she actually went or not.
But when she woke up she was always glad to see Bernard already eating breakfast, or in the middle of making it. Then they'd take a walk around town, waiting for the day when her mother and father would meet eachother again in the Christmas decorated wood.