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A/N: by popular demand, chapter 1!!!!
Chapter 1:
4 Days 'till Christmas: The Visitors
Bernard had memorized the walls that enclosed him. He knew each bump, scratch, and rivet by heart, and after many failed attempts at escape, he knew how high each window was.
Bernard had long since abandoned trying to use magic to escape. In fact, he had been extremely upset when he found out he couldn't use magic under house arrest, which resulted in the memorization of his surroundings. He was completely content doing this until his thoughts were disrupted by a familiar voice. He looked out the translucent door and saw the frame of his rule-abiding comrade.
"Curtis," he whispered.
"I need to see the Head Elf," Curtis announced. The guards must have refused, because Curtis tried a different approach. "Toy Santa - I mean Santa asked me to speak to the Head Elf about rules." They must have believed him, because their shadows moved away from the doors as Curtis fumbled with the handle.
"Curtis," Bernard said.
Curtis hushed him. "Bernard," he whispered, "there's not much time left. I need to find Santa and help him save Christmas!"
"Curtis," Bernard whispered to his first connection with the outside world.
"I know, I know," Curtis whispered back, "I messed up. I'm sorry Bernard. Forgive me?"
"Curtis," Bernard whispered.
"What?"
"Thanks for stopping by. I was getting lonely."
"What? Why are you thanking me? Don't you remember, it's my fault you're here?"
"That doesn't matter. How are the other elves?" Bernard asked, letting his sensitive side show for once.
"Toy Santa is really strict. He's made the whole pole unhappy! Some elves are starting to lose the sparkles on their cheeks!"
"What? How could he? You have to get Scott, pronto!"
"Will do. Goodbye, Bernard." With that, Curtis left the room and stormed down the hall. The regular toy solder guards took their posts again.
"Goodbye," Bernard whispered, reluctant to let his 'brother' go.
Hours later, when Bernard thought he was left with only his thoughts to keep him company, the door handle turned. Bernard's curly head snapped up.
"They told me I could bring you cocoa this once, since it is really cold in here," Abby said. "Judy wishes she could help, but they wouldn't let her in for some reason, so she let me borrow her wonderful cocoa recipe to cheer you up."
"Abby," Bernard whispered, getting up to hug his 'sister', making it the second time in one day he'd shown affection. She handed him a steaming cup of cocoa, which cheered him up visibly.
Abby smiled. "I didn't know cocoa could make the big, unhappy Head Elf smile," she said.
Bernard laughed a genuine laugh and put his mug down. "It's great to have company, even if it's only for a couple minutes," he said. "You know, Curtis stopped by earlier."
"He told me he was going to," she responded, "He already left for Scott's house."
"Good," Bernard whispered.
One of the guards knocked on the door. "I'd better get going," Abby said.
"It was great to see you," he whispered.
"Goodbye," she said, hugging her 'brother' again.
"Goodbye," he responded in a barely audible whisper.
A/N: Reviews rock!!!! Special thanks to Tragedy Ann, Sanely Challenged, Phobic, and SilverclawRose for reviewing first!!!! And no, sorry Sanely, it's not slash. Thanks to everyone again!
A/N: by popular demand, chapter 1!!!!
Chapter 1:
4 Days 'till Christmas: The Visitors
Bernard had memorized the walls that enclosed him. He knew each bump, scratch, and rivet by heart, and after many failed attempts at escape, he knew how high each window was.
Bernard had long since abandoned trying to use magic to escape. In fact, he had been extremely upset when he found out he couldn't use magic under house arrest, which resulted in the memorization of his surroundings. He was completely content doing this until his thoughts were disrupted by a familiar voice. He looked out the translucent door and saw the frame of his rule-abiding comrade.
"Curtis," he whispered.
"I need to see the Head Elf," Curtis announced. The guards must have refused, because Curtis tried a different approach. "Toy Santa - I mean Santa asked me to speak to the Head Elf about rules." They must have believed him, because their shadows moved away from the doors as Curtis fumbled with the handle.
"Curtis," Bernard said.
Curtis hushed him. "Bernard," he whispered, "there's not much time left. I need to find Santa and help him save Christmas!"
"Curtis," Bernard whispered to his first connection with the outside world.
"I know, I know," Curtis whispered back, "I messed up. I'm sorry Bernard. Forgive me?"
"Curtis," Bernard whispered.
"What?"
"Thanks for stopping by. I was getting lonely."
"What? Why are you thanking me? Don't you remember, it's my fault you're here?"
"That doesn't matter. How are the other elves?" Bernard asked, letting his sensitive side show for once.
"Toy Santa is really strict. He's made the whole pole unhappy! Some elves are starting to lose the sparkles on their cheeks!"
"What? How could he? You have to get Scott, pronto!"
"Will do. Goodbye, Bernard." With that, Curtis left the room and stormed down the hall. The regular toy solder guards took their posts again.
"Goodbye," Bernard whispered, reluctant to let his 'brother' go.
Hours later, when Bernard thought he was left with only his thoughts to keep him company, the door handle turned. Bernard's curly head snapped up.
"They told me I could bring you cocoa this once, since it is really cold in here," Abby said. "Judy wishes she could help, but they wouldn't let her in for some reason, so she let me borrow her wonderful cocoa recipe to cheer you up."
"Abby," Bernard whispered, getting up to hug his 'sister', making it the second time in one day he'd shown affection. She handed him a steaming cup of cocoa, which cheered him up visibly.
Abby smiled. "I didn't know cocoa could make the big, unhappy Head Elf smile," she said.
Bernard laughed a genuine laugh and put his mug down. "It's great to have company, even if it's only for a couple minutes," he said. "You know, Curtis stopped by earlier."
"He told me he was going to," she responded, "He already left for Scott's house."
"Good," Bernard whispered.
One of the guards knocked on the door. "I'd better get going," Abby said.
"It was great to see you," he whispered.
"Goodbye," she said, hugging her 'brother' again.
"Goodbye," he responded in a barely audible whisper.
A/N: Reviews rock!!!! Special thanks to Tragedy Ann, Sanely Challenged, Phobic, and SilverclawRose for reviewing first!!!! And no, sorry Sanely, it's not slash. Thanks to everyone again!