I am so sorry.
Long story short, I'm now a full time student in college, and I've been trying to get my license because I'm also a terrible driver. I think I suck at driving as much as I suck at updating.
Thank you to everyone who's still sticking by this, even though I suck.
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Chapter 10: Tiny Snowflake Supreme
"GET BACK HERE AND LET ME MAKE YOU MORE ADORABLE!" Grinch roared as I scrambled away from him.
He chased me, holding a tube of bright red lipgloss in one hand, and he held two white ribbons in the other. He also held a crazed look in his eyes, but the girly accessories were what were making me run away faster.
Grinch eventually tackled me and yanked me by the ankles back to the sleigh. "Sit still!" he ordered. He held my chin tightly with one hand and hastily applied the red lipstick on my lips. Then he dabbed some onto my cheeks and used his palms to blend it on my cheekbones.
I wrinkled my nose. "Your hands stink like oil and nuclear waste!"
"Thank you for noticing, I'm flattered," he replied with a smirk, dabbing some more lipstick onto the tip of my nose.
"How do you even know how to do this?" I grumbled and he grabbed my hair. Grinch divided my hair into two parts and with the ribbons, he tied two painfully tight ponytails on both sides of my head.
"I tried to sell you a long time ago, and to do so, I needed to make you look cute. Sadly, no matter how dolled up I got you to be, you were still so ugly that no one wanted to buy you and they paid me to keep you instead." Grinch said. "There, you're all set. Now if any Whos wake up, you can use your girlish charm to give us the advantage."
"Very funny. I doubt that it'll work." I said. "I'm as cold hearted as you."
Grinch gave me a sneer as he double checked the sleigh's engine. "If you were, you wouldn't have kissed that little freak in the middle of the wonderful chaos last night."
I scowled as he laughed and climbed up onto the sleigh.
"Seriously Lucy, you're going to have to shove those disgusting urges of yours into a bag and toss it off the mountain. The sooner the better. Nothing good comes from Whos, nothing at all I tell you. All that lovey dovey stuff will just get you hurt. Just fill that empty void with rotten food like I do, it's the same thing but much more pleasant." he ranted. "Max! Hurry up and get in, we don't got all night!"
I bit my lip. As much as I didn't want to admit it, he had a point. After all, it was because of Noah that I lost my family, and that I'd never see my parents ever again. Not to mention that I didn't actually know him. He could be playing me for all I knew. And everyone stopped looking for me. Nobody was brave enough to look high up the mountain for me, and nobody cared enough to actually try to "save me". Grinch on the other hand could have definitely gotten rid of me instead of putting up with me for so many years. Sure he was a total jerk, but he taught me so many things, like how to stand up for myself. And even though I myself was a Who child, a child from the people he despised the most, he was never abusive and raised me all on his own.
My loyalty was with the only one who's ever stood by me, and that was the Grinch.
And even though this entire idea was ridiculous, I was going to stand by him and I wasn't going to stray just because a cute boy kissed me.
I took a deep breath and said, "Let's do this."
Grinch pulled a lever, flicked some switches and pushed some buttons. He started up the engine and the sleigh began to shake, making my teeth chatter more than the cold did.
I glanced over at Grinch who stammered as he spoke "Th-a-a-a-at f-ee-ee-ls g-oo-oo-d."
"P-er-r-vv-er-r-r-t" I replied, extending my syllables to match his tone. He pressed the gas pedal and laughed. He turned to Max and I and said "Here goes nothing!" Then, he pulled another switch and the sleigh spouted fire.
"Wow." I said, and Grinch pulled up the starting lever, making the sleigh rise up into the air. As we levitated, Grinch laughed and clapped his hands like a toddler at a puppet show.
"This is nuts!" I said, as Max barked in agreement. I tightened his safety harness and made sure my seatbelt was secure. It wasn't.
"Hey Grinch, my seatbelt is kinda loose." I said.
"You'll be fine" he replied and stood up in his own seat, extending his arm out. "On Crasher! On Thrasher! On Vomit and Blitzkrieg-ahhh!" Grinch ended his epic shouting with a high pitched yelp as the sleigh took off, throwing him down into his seat.
The cold winter air stung my face as we flew down the mountain at a high speed and we both screamed in terror, while Max barked wildly. As we got near the ground, the sleigh suddenly flew up and began to twist and turn. Max flew out of his seat, swinging around on the rope that we tied to his harness. I, on the other hand, didn't have a rope, and when my seatbelt suddenly flew off, I did too.
I screamed even louder, and Grinch quickly threw his hand up and caught my wrist. I kept on screaming as I dangled up and out of the sleigh, and Grinch yelled "We're gonna die!"
"I'm gonna throw up!" I yelled out.
"You're gonna throw up, and then we're gonna die!" Grinch wailed. "Lucy, tell it to stop!"
"You're driving, you idiot, take the wheel and steady it!" I yelled.
Grinch used his other hand and steadied the wheel, and the sleigh finally settled upright. I screamed as gravity pulled me down and I landed hard on the seat next to him, and Max let out a bark and a whine as he landed on the seat on Grinch's other side.
The three of us faced forward, our faces frozen, and Grinch made laughing whimpering noises as he took the wheel with both hands and drove the sleigh in a straight line. My wrist ached from where he had gripped it.
We looked sideways at each other.
"Whew...Ha! Almost lost my cool there," Grinch said, rolling his eyes casually.
I tried to glare at him, but my mouth twitched. We held eye contact for a few seconds before we began laughing. Grinch steered the sleigh down to the first house on the square. As we landed on the rooftop, he said "Welcome to Whoville Lucy and Max!"
"We've been here before, psycho." I said, shivering as the snow silently fell around us. The house was brightly lit, and I had to squint my eyes. "Gee, I can't imagine the electricity bill that these Whos are going to have."
"I'm surprised they haven't caused a blow out or started an electric fire" Grinch agreed. "Talk about a safety hazard. But we'll take care of that, now won't we?"
"So how are you even going to get in?" I asked. He handed me a red and white rope and tied the other end around his ankles, then stood at the edge of the chimney.
"There has got to be a better way." I said as he threw himself up into the air. Twisting and turning, he sang as he flew up and down into the chimney. I nearly thought he was going to pull it off gracefully, but then he got stuck, his legs sticking out of the chimney.
"Blasted water weight! Goes right to my hips!" Grinch grumbled, his voice muffled. He began kicking his legs and wiggling, trying to push himself through. I rolled my eyes and stood up on the edge of the chimney, lifted my hands and shot a blast of ice down at him. The blast pushed him down, and he let out a startled squeal as he slid down.
I heard a thud as he landed on his head and I tied the rope to the sleigh, attaching it to a pulley wheel.
"When you feel a tug, pull the rope, okay Max?" I said. He barked and took the rope in his mouth.
We waited as my brother released a container of moths into the house and he quickly tugged on the rope. As Max pulled my brother up, I pulled out a large tube that we had attached to a large vacuum like machine. When Grinch was back up on the rooftop, we shoved the tube through the chimney and I pulled a lever, starting it up. Grinch crackled in delight as the large bag on the back of the sleigh began to fill up. When we heard nothing else going through, we turned off the vacuum and pulled it back up. He slid the rope down the chimney again and we both slid down.
"Is it me, or is this chimney super clean?" I asked. There wasn't any soot on the walls, or any ash.
"The Whos always clean them thoroughly for Christmas. They think they're doing Santa Clause a favor." Grinch replied "They even have filters for their fireplaces, in case they want to light a fire, the smoke won't get the place too dirty. I remember when they first started making these, it was a huge thrill when the leftover parts began going up the Mt. Crumpet."
We crawled out of the fireplace and inspected the little living room. There were still several lights hanging around the fireplace and walls, and I began pulling them down. Meanwhile, Grinch had slunk over the the icebox and began taking all of the food. When he grabbed the roast beast, he yelled "HIKE!" and threw it back. It flew across the kitchen and as I walked in, it slammed into my chest. I doubled over, coughing and wheezing as Grinch straightened up and held an "Oops" expression.
I glared at him and grabbed the stupid roast beast and shoved it into a bag, muttering curse words under my breath. Grinch snickered and drank an entire carton of milk before throwing more food over at me, so that I could toss it into the bag as well. When we finished, I took it over to the chimney and called up, "Now Max!"
The vacuum started up again. We had trained Max how to start it up when commanded, luckily for us, he was a very smart dog. The vacuum sucked up the bag and then went quiet again as Max waited for more instructions.
"Now for the tree." Grinch said, grinning.
He picked up up and began hauling it towards the chimney. He almost reached it, when we heard a small little noise. We froze when we realized it was a certain little girl who had gotten up. Grinch quickly set up the tree again and we both dove behind it.
"Santa? What are you doing with our tree? And who is that with you?" Cindy Lou asked, her eyes blinking in confusion. Grinch bit at his furry finger tips in anxiety and then gave me a sneer before clearing his throat.
"Why-my sweet little tot-" he said in a deep voice, extending his arms out.
"What are you doing?" I mouthed silently.
Grinch rolled his eyes and continued to impersonate Santa Claus's deep voice. "There's a light on this tree, that won't light on one side!" He flicked a light bulb and Cindy Lou giggled.
"So my elf here, named Tiny Snowflake Supreme, and I are taking it home, to my work shop my dear!" he said, then muttered to me, "Laugh cheerfully."
I shot him a look of refusal and he reached through the tree with one hand and began pinching my sides. I let out a small squeal and immediately made it sound like cheerful laughter.
"This kid has got to be really stupid if she buys this." I thought as she laughed along with us.
"I'll fix it up there, and I'll bring it back here!" Grinch said dramatically.
"Santa, what's Christmas really about?" Cindy Lou suddenly asked.
Before I could stop him, Grinch shoved his face through the tree and said "VENGEANCE!"
Giving him a kick, I also pushed through and said in a softer voice than usual "He means presents."
Cindy Lou sighed sadly. "I was afraid of that."
"Why are you awake little girl?" I asked. "You're not supposed to see us, remember? It's in the Christmas edition of the Holiday Handbook. No children are allowed to stay awake to catch Santa!" Grinch gave me a look and I shrugged.
"I just wanted a drink of water, I didn't mean to catch you." she said, apologetically.
"Well, in that case, it was an accident. I'm sure we can make an exception if you grab your drink and go straight back to bed." I said.
Grinch grabbed an ornament off the tree that was shaped like a mug and handed it to me. I shot a bit of ice into it and willed it to gave me an impressed look and grinned.
"Here you go, nice and cold. Special edition water from the North Pole!" Grinch said, giving it to her. He patted her head and she began to leave.
As we pulled the tree towards the chimney again, we heard her speak. "Um, Santa? Tiny Snowflake?"
"What?" Grinch asked, his voice sharp with impatience.
"Don't forget the Grinch. I know he's mean and hairy and smelly. His hands might be cold and clammy…" she trailed off.
Grinch gave me an unamused look as I quietly snickered.
"But I think he's actually kind of...sweet." Cindy finished and smiled.
"Sweet?" Grinch and I both asked.
"You think he's...sweet?" I asked, peering up at her through the branches of the tree. She nodded. "He's good, deep inside. And Lucinda May too, but she likes to be called Lucy. She acts a little snarky and acts cold hearted, and she sometimes has a cold stare. But she's really good, and she's nice and I know she secretly cares."
I bit the inside of my cheek, and avoided making eye contact with the Grinch who was batting his eyelashes at me.
"Merry Christmas Santa. And Merry Christmas...Tiny Snowflake Supreme." Cindy Lou said, and went up the stairs.
Grinch and I glanced at each other and continued to push the tree up the chimney.
"Nice kid," I muttered.
"Bad judge of character." Grinch muttered back.
I took the time to smack him in the back of the head. "Tiny Snowflake Supreme? Are you serious?"
He crackled and we continued our work.
We had to work faster than planned at the next few houses. Our meeting with Cindy Lou set us back on time. We took as much as we could, including the little things like their firelogs, and even their arts and crafts supplies. Just in case they tried to be artistic and attempted to make their own little christmas replacements.
As we rushed to get things done, we didn't notice that we accidentally sucked up a cat through the vacuum machine until I noticed tufts of white fur were popping through the lever. Irritated, the Grinch opened it up to inspect it and the cat flew out, and attacked his face. I laughed as he struggled with the cat, and fell off the roof in the process.
Later, we eventually broke into my older sister's home. Martha May was sound asleep and seemed to be dreaming. Grinch went straight for the box on her nightstand that held her engagement ring, and he grabbed it. I watched as he made faces at her, and he only stopped when he realized that I was looking.
"You totally still like her." I said.
The Grinch scowled at me and told me to shut up.
We went to the Mayor's house next. He didn't have a chimney, so Grinch used his nails to trace a large hole in the window and he used his mouth to suction it off. The sight was hilarious, and I used a stolen polaroid camera to take a picture.
We laughed quietly as we snuck into the Mayor's room.
"Martha?" the Mayor said, startling us. Grinch covered my mouth with his hand, and I covered his as the Mayor kept talking. "Have you ever kissed a man who's had his tonsils removed twice?"
Grinch and I realized he was sleep talking, and I giggled as Grinch spoke out in a high pitched voice: "No, silly."
The Mayor made kissy noises in his sleep, and Grinch picked up Max who had tagged along with us into the house.
"No!" I whispered, as Grinch turned poor Max around.
"But it's an experience that I've always longed for!" Grinch said, talking to both the Mayor and me, using his "Martha" voice.
"Grinch, no! Not poor Max!" I whisper yelled.
Of course, he didn't listen.
He said "Kiss me, you fool!" and leaned Max's tail to the Mayor's face.
I looked away and gagged as Max let out a loud whine. Max kept whining as he dragged himself on the carpet before running away, and I followed him gagging and apologizing to Max. Grinch kept on laughing his head off as he followed us back outside, his bag full of everything the Mayor owned.
Before we left, I said "Wait. I have an idea."
I tied the end of a strong rope to the back of a nearby police car, handing the other end to Grinch. He squealed in delight and as he laughed even more, he attached the rope to a hook, then hooked it onto the Mayor's bed.
We continued to rush through the night, in a race against time and we worked as fast as possible. Though the Grinch's laughter got more intense, I eventually got bored and tired. So at another house, Max chased their family cat and brought him over to me. I put him into a cupboard then told Grinch that there was probably some Christmas food in there. He opened the cupboard and the cat pounced out at him. He cried out and struggled and I said "That's payback for Max...and for Tiny Snowflake Supreme!"
Max barked and wagged his tail as Grinch struggled around the kitchen with the cat clawing at his head.
We finally finished every single house in the town and we headed to down square. The Christmas lights were still blazing, but the Grinch went over to a power box and flicked some switches, causing a massive blowout. All of the town went dark, and we scrambled onto the sleigh.
Grinch crackled over and over again as he started up the sleigh. All was good, until the engine backfired and we landed heavily on the ground again.
Max barked and Grinch turned to face him. "What are you laughing at….Rudolph?"
"Grinch, we're not making the dog pull us up the mountain. This thing is crazy heavy." I said.
"That's why you're going to give him a push. Besides, haven't you noticed that Max isn't a normal dog? He's too smart and he's way stronger than a normal dog. It's probably from all the nuclear waste we collect. If you've got freaky powers, then he probably does too." Grinch said, and said "Go Max!"
Poor Max hauled us up the mountain. Grinch was right though; Max was definitely stronger than a normal dog and was able to do it. I helped the best that I could by blasting ice towards the back of the sleigh, giving us more momentum. Eventually, Grinch was able to start up the engine again, but it only drove like a regular sleigh on the ground. He also started to use a whip, but I took it away from him. After all this, Max laid down in exhaustion when we finally reached the top of the mountain.
When we stopped at the very top of Mount Crumpit, the sun began to rise.
We did it.
Hope you enjoyed!
Hi guys! I'm alive, and I'm okay. Sorry that it's been taking me literally...years...to update.
I am so sorry.
But as you guys may know my health and life situation isn't the best. I've been feeling alright lately though, so don't worry. What was really going on this year, besides a lot of physical therapy, was school and adulthood. I just finished my first semester of college! I'm so tired, but my GPA is doing great. I also finished a dance show, and a job interview. So far, so good. Before college, it was a struggle of high school graduation and adulthood.
But thank you so much for everyone who was following and favoriting, and thank you to everyone who reviewed and even read this.
I'll try my absolute best to start keeping up with updating.
~Lia