The Fourth Day of Christmas

Violet woke up early the next morning. She went down the stairs and found her mom frying some bacon. After giving her a hug, she went over to the refrigerator. She pulled out some milk, eggs, and butter.

Seconds later, Dash came into the room and found both his mother and sister cooking. "Hi mom, and Vi, you aren't going to kill me with your cooking are you?" He joked.

"Dash, be nice. Your sister is doing something very thoughtful."

Violet went over to the cupboard and brought out four boxes of gingerbread cookie mix. Altogether, she had four boxes of mix, one carton of a dozen eggs, one gallon of milk, and a stick of butter.

"You are making all of those for ME?" asked Dash with an innocent smile on his face.

Violet sighed. "No, you little twerp. You can have one, but these aren't for you. Guess what we are doing on the today on the fourth day of Christmas?" inquired Violet. Dash shrugged his shoulders. "Today, we are going to give people a Christmas!" she replied excitedly.

"Excuse me?" said Dash, a little puzzled.

Helen walked up to Dash and rubbed his hair. "Honey, there are some people out there in the world who aren't as lucky as us to have a Christmas. Some don't have the money, time, environment, or place to celebrate. So we are going to help."

"Like how?" wondered Dash.

Helen answered, "Well, donating things is a good way. Giving toys, clothes, and food is a great way to give them a little Christmas. After all, a little is enough."

Violet smiled. "I'm baking a bunch of gingerbread cookies! And from the looks of this, I am going to bake a lot of them."

"So if the people do hate your cooking. . ." joked Dash.

Violet glared at him and grabbed an egg. She was about to throw it at him. That was when Dash sprinted out of the kitchen. An hour later, Violet was finished baking the cookies. The pleasant, savory aroma of gingerbread filled the house. Dash sprinted back to the kitchen.

"What do you want?" Violet asked.

Dash's mouth was watering. He gazed with innocent eyes at five full plates of gingerbread men cookies. He was about to reach for one until Violet threw a force field, stopping Dash in his tracks.

Violet grinned. "You didn't answer my question Dash."

Dash sighed. "Uh Vi, may I please have at lease one cookie?"

Violet smiled and put down her force field and handed a cookie to Dash. Dash excitedly snatched the cookie from her hands. The young boy began to devour the tasty treat. He finished the cookie and a smile was placed on his face.

"Well?" wondered an anxious Violet.

Dash grinned. "Well, I'm glad that they aren't poisoned."

Violet smacked him in the back of the head. Dash grumbled as he rushed out of the kitchen, nursing his head.

Upstairs, Bob was assembling boxes of clothes. He brought them downstairs to the family room. Just then, Helen emerged from the garage, bringing in some groceries. She brought into the kitchen a nice, plump, juicy turkey, mashed potatoes, creamed corn, fruit, and two boxes of Christmas pie.

"I sure hope this is enough." said Violet, stacking another tray of cookies. She now had six stacked plates.

"Oh I'm sure we have plenty." smiled Helen. "By the way, where is Dash?"

Suddenly, a knock came from the door. Curious, Bob answered the door. And right on the doorstep was Dash. Behind him was a giant sack filled with toys. Bob smiled and lifted the sack up and carried it into the family room. The family of Supers all assembled together.

"Well everyone, let's go." said Bob.

Everyone went up to their rooms and slipped into their Super Suits. After that, they all loaded the trunk with the sack of toys and boxes of clothes. After placing the cookies and food in the middle of the back seat, everyone got into the Incredibile and drove off.


Mr. Incredible drove the car to a nearby hotel. This was where they were going to hold the Christmas gathering to all of the homeless, poor, and unfortunate.

They unloaded the Incredibile and brought the stuff into the lobby. The Incredibles were amazed to see the lobby and dinning hall beautifully designed and prepared. Medium-sized decorated Christmas trees were placed in every corner. There was a fireplace with stockings on the top. Lights colored and brightened the vicinity.

Elastigirl placed the food down on a counter. Invisigirl placed the cookies right next to it. Bob placed the sack of toys and boxes of clothes at a corner. Then, Rick Dicker, Edna Mode, and Mirage all entered and greeted the Supers.

"This place is well done Rick." Mr. Incredible commented.

"You can thank Mirage for this." grinned Rick. "She picked the place and designed everything here."

E finally praised, "This is just beautiful dahlings. I have designed many spectacular things in the past, but this is absolutely beautiful Mirage."

"Thank you E." replied a complacent Mirage. "Oh, that reminds me. We better get ready. Our guests should arrive anytime soon now."

The food was set up, the cookies were revealed, and the toys and clothes were wrapped neatly in five minutes, thanks to Speedster's speed. Finally, the guests arrived. More and more people filled the room. At last, every seat was filled by a man, woman, or a little child. A sense of excitement filled the hearts and minds of the Incredibles, Rick, E, and Mirage.

"Attention everyone." called Rick, gently clanging a piece of glass with a spoon. "We thank you all for coming here. You don't know how fortunate we all are to be here. But before we get this celebration started, I would like to thank one special person who greatly contributed to this occasion. Everybody, please give a warm thank you to, Mirage."

A loud roar of applause was echoed throughout the room as Mirage step forward and gave a slight bow. A minute later, the applause began to die down.

"Well now. I bet you all are starving. So, let the dinner be served!" proclaimed Rick.

Everybody cheered. They all got up from their seats and made their way toward the buffet line. Mr. Incredible sliced up and served a piece of turkey for the guests. Elastigirl spooned them a chunk of mashed potatoes and cream corn. After obtaining a piece of fruit, they all sat back down at the tables. When the last guest was served, the family of Supers, Rick, Mirage, and E served themselves. While eating, the seven of them observed the faces of their guests. Never in their lives have they seen a happier crowd. Smiles were put on everyone's faces. Never in their lives have they eaten so much. The food was delicious, the atmosphere was elegant, what more can make this perfect?

Half an hour later, Invisigirl got up from her seat and went to obtain her homemade ginger bread cookies. She took a plate and offered them to each person sitting at a table. Minutes later, each person in the room had a cookie to munch on, and Invisigirl had one plateful of cookies left.

Each person took a bite into the ginger bread cookies. A sense of delight filled their entire body. After the people finished their cookies, they all turned to Invisigirl and clapped their hands. A proud and stimulated young heroine stood up and took a bow.

When the applause died down, Invisigirl asked her mother, "Mom, have you seen Dash or Dad?"

Elastigirl shook her head. All of a sudden, a bright green blur sped all around the hotel. People turned their heads, trying to figure out what was going on. Then, in the midst of all of this activity, the blur stopped right in front of the fireplace.

Elastigirl and Invisigirl tried their hardest not to laugh. It was Speedster, dressed up in an elf costume.

"Hello kids!" greeted a joyful Speedster.

"Hello." responded the children as they all gathered around the fireplace.

"I am so excited to have you all here. Is everybody having an incredible time?" he asked. Every kid in the hotel screamed as loud as they could. "Who has been a good kid this year?" Speedster asked again. Once again, all of the kids raised their hands and screamed. "I hope so." he said as the noise began to die down. "How many of you would like to see Santa Claus today?" Every child yelled loudly once again. It was probably the loudest cheer of the day.

"Ho, Ho, Ho!" came an echo.

All of the kids looked around in bewilderment.

"I wonder who could that be?" Speedster grinned.

"Ho, Ho, Ho!" the voice cried louder. "Ho, Ho, Ho!" Suddenly, feet appeared from over the chimney. They dangled in the air. "Ho, Ho, Help me out here!" cried the voice.

Speedster slapped his head and grabbed the two dangling feet. He pulled with all of his strength. Seconds later, Santa Claus landed on his butt in front of the kids.

"SANTA CLAUS!!!" cried the kids.

Invisigirl smiled and giggled. Elastigirl grinned and shook her head. It was really Mr. Incredible, dressed in a Santa suit, with a white beard, red cap and suit.

"Ho, Ho, Ho. Merry Christmas!" he proclaimed.

"Uh, Merry Christmas to you Santa, but I am afraid you came a little to early." said Speedster. "You see, today is the seventeenth of December. Christmas isn't for another eight days!"

"Really? Oh, I am sorry. I guess I'll be on my way then." At once the children started to whine. Santa turned around. "My, my, who might these little boys and girls be?"

"Santa, these are people who were just unfortunate to have a Christmas. Most of these children have never seen you before. We all just wanted you to give these children a wonderful Christmas."

Santa smiled. "Have you children been good?"

"YEAH!!!" shouted every kid in the room.

"Well that is just excellent news. Come, sit with me, and I'll see if Santa has something for you."

Santa took his sack of toys and sat down in a chair. One by one, a child would come up and sit on his lap. After introducing themselves, Santa reached into his sack of toys and gave one to each kid. The boys would receive action figures, sports equipment, and other guy play items. Santa gave each girl a doll, stuffed animals, and other girl toys.

Finally, after the last child received his gift, the children began to happily play with their toys. Tears of happiness and smiles of joy filled everyone's eyes. This included the adults and Supers as well. Never in anyone's life have the Incredibles, Rick, Edna, and Mirage made so happy.

After a long day, the crowd started to leave. Before they exited out of the hotel, each person was given a box of clothes and some money to start their life anew and hopefully, jump from the depths of poverty.

Invisigirl sniffed and wiped a tear from her eye as the last guest left the hotel. She turned and was astonished to find a little ten year old girl with shoulder length brown hair, curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. Invisigirl walked over to her.

"Hey there, what's wrong?" inquired Invisigirl. "You shouldn't be sad on a day like this."

The teenaged Super wiped the tears away from the little girl's face. After that, she dove into the arms of Invisigirl, burying her face into the heroine's chest.

"Santa never gave me what I wanted. I just wished for one thing."

"And what is that?" Invisigirl questioned.

"All I want for Christmas is to see my mother again. She left me at an orphanage, saying to me that she will find a better life for me and her. I haven't seen her in five years."

And with that, she began to sob into Invisigirl's Super Suit. The teenaged Super couldn't help but cry with her. At that moment, Elastigirl walked up to the two, and embraced them.

"Oh little one. Don't cry. Trust me. Everything is going to be okay." She consoled the little girl.

Then, in the lobby, Rick called out to the three females. "Well, looks like we got ourselves a late arrival!"

A woman in her mid thirties stepped was greeted by the family of Supers and the NSA workers. The woman then saw Invisigirl and Elastigirl. She walked over to them. Just then, the little ten year old girl caught her eye.

"Vanessa!" the woman cried.

"Mom!" gasped the girl.

She ran and jumped into her mother's arms as the two hugged and cried with each other. Smiles were put on everyone's faces. Tears of joy filled everyone's eyes


.The Incredibles celebrated four Christmas Days:

Fourth day, they're giving,

Third day, they're shopping,

Second day, they're wishing,

And the first day, they decorate a tree.