Now keep in mind I'm using the drafted version from October 17, 2014, so it's not the official one from the film. At this moment of writing, I don't have the original nor the Naughty Cut so what you read is what you're going to get. There will be 20 filler chapters before the movie, 20 chapters of the movie, and 20 fillers to end the story. Now that is done please enjoy the story and hope I finish this one. I feel like the Unfinished Swan, starting but never-ending a thing. At least Kubo did at the end of his story.

Chapter 1

It was a bright day in the city. It wasn't summer, fall, or winter, but beautiful spring. Flowers were waking up from their winter nap, baby birds were hatching and chirping, animals that are walking out of their homes for the first time that doesn't involve snow, and bugs and insects were out and about to get their fill or making their new homes. Life must be working overtime taking care of God's earth even with the hardships it faces from pollution, hateful people, animal extinction, and deforestation, but everything always balances out one way or another. Sometimes it just needs a little push. Much like the 12 months, there are 12 spirits that guard events and the holidays to make sure EVERYONE behaves. The Sandman brings dreams after a tiring day. Father Time, keeps track of nearly all the events of the world and its living people. Mother Nature, Gaia's descendant takes care of all the pants, and animals. Jack Frost, bringer of ice and snow. The Tooth Fairy protects the memories of the little ones. The Boogeyman is someone who brings fear but helps one gain bravery and strength. The Great Autumn Spirit, which if you want to meet watch Trick R' Treat. Easter is the bringer of hope. Patrick, guardians of the Irishmen and the Leprechauns. St. Nicholas, the ORIGINAL Santa Claus. Cupid, not talking about the Greek version, bringer of love. I counted 11 but there's one more, one that is a bringer but also a punisher. As the song should go: 🎶You better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout I'm telling you why…

Well…Let's just say that if one doesn't behave a small black rock is the least of your problems. And I should know, I'm married to him.

~(Krampus)~

In her forest, where it was spring, a tall woman was walking through her gardens. Her forest was a magical one, for it reflects the seasons of the year and since it was April, it was time for spring. She looked over every flower, every bug, every animal, in its beautiful green. Her helpers, the fairies of her forest, were busy doing their work. Already the winter fairy has retired to their homes to sleep until next November, and the spring fairies were out and about maintaining their work for not only her forest but the earth's as well. The summer fairies weren't due to wake up until July for that's when the summer fairies will awaken from their long naps, and her autumn fairies were having their naps until September. The lady walking through the gardens is the new Queen of the Fairies and of the Seasons. The spring fairies saw their mistress and bowed to her with respect and grace, as she walk around her green. In one of her hands was a music box, not opened, and in the other, staff to help her walk for her feet are forever damaged for without her staff, each step would hurt more than what the Little Mermaid felt from the original storybook. It's a miracle itself that the Mistress can even walk at all, but alas her true dream involving her feet was stolen from her, for the dream wasn't to be a mistress of beautiful land, to dance, to soar, to be graceful, to tell stories through the movement of the body, to be a ballerina. That's all that wanted to be a ballerina and not just any ballerina, but to dance to her favorite stories, her favorite plays, her favorite music, and from her favorite composer: Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky. Specifically the Nutcracker, Swan Lake, and the Sleeping Beauty. Prior to the incident, she finished 2 of them and never got the chance to do the last one, well at least she looks like the character she wanted to be.

She arrived at her garden throne made of roots and flowers, let her staff down, and sat on her chair. She looked at the box and pressed the 4 buttons. The top opened and there were three dancers. A little girl represents Clara from the Nutcracker, a teenager represents a swan dancer from Swan Lake and a grown woman in a black tutu and horns on her head represents the evil fairy from Sleeping Beauty. All three were on their toes with their arms up twirling in a circle and the platform under them moving in a circle as well. The music that was playing was her favorite that she used to dance to with her grandfather: 'Moon River'. If she wanted to press the other buttons a single dancer would pop up and that dancer's music would be from their respective ballet. But this one was her favorite. It was the only song that soften her woes when she is feeling down, upset, and regretful. She held up the box to her green-reddish eyes as she looks at all three dancers in great detail. Whoever made the box took great care to make sure each dancer panted correctly and to make them look real, like three Thumbelina's dancing to entertain her. The box itself was beautiful to hold such as treasure for it was no bigger than a thick candle yet smaller than a typical soda can. As the music stopped, the dancers stopped and went back into the box to their dark sleep. The Mistress sadly place her hands on her lap as she looked at the silent box. Then a fairy dressed in red rose peddles flew to her. "Milady, it's Rosie, your husband gave me a message. It's time to meet them."

The Mistress looked at the fairy and her red lips smiled showing her pearly white teeth. "Well then," she said. "Let's not keep them waiting. Are my gifts ready for them, Rosie?"

Rosie nodded. "They are Milady. Made by Mrs. Claus herself." The Mistress got her staff and stood up from her throne with her box still in hand. "Do you really think they can be redeemed? Others have and have sadly failed."

The Mistress answered. "Everyone gets the same chance they do. If they fail, then they fail and their replacements will be dealt with. If they do pass then all I ask is that there are no records of me for I'm forbidden to walk with mortals and then at least, grandpa would rest in peace after watching them from heaven in shame and regret." She started to walk. "Until I'm back, Mother Nature is in charge. I'm just renting this place getting it ready for the seasons."

Rosie bowed. "Yes, Milady."

Then the Mistress remembered something. "Ah almost forgot," She stopped walking and turned to Rosie. "Tell Tulip and Daisy to keep an eye on the stinger tribes. Especially those that came from Japan. We don't want another war again with them and yet somehow they made their way to the states and I don't think the queens can sacrifice their drones to fight them again. See maybe the weaver queens can help out."

Rosie bowed again. "I'll get on that straight away Milady." Then Rosie few off looking for the 2 said fairies.

The wall of thorns guarding her garden parted as she walked out and started to sing. "🎶I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam and I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem. But if I know you, I know what you'll do. You'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream.🎶" As the left the thorns behind her closing the way to the mortal realm leaving only the garden behind.

Rosie soon arrived at a great tree and found Tulip and Daisy, their clothes are the same as their namesakes. "Girls we got orders from her ladyship. Mother Nature is in charge and we must talk to the stinger tribes today."

Daisy asks, "Where is Milady going Rosie?"

Rosie huffed. "Oh, she's going to first those awful people that nearly ruined Christmas nearly 30 years ago to the day."

Tulip was dumbfounded. "She's actually going to meet them? Has she lost her mind?! After everything they put her through!"

Rosie said, "Well it can't be helped since her husband told her it was time to see them." She sighs. "Just wish she cut ties with them soon. If only they didn't lose their Christmas spirit all those years ago, she wouldn't be feeling the same pain day after day, year after year. She deserves to be happy."

Daisy said, "Well maybe this will be good for her. Maybe she can finally heal. There's only so much her husband can do since he found her in the snow. To think they wanted to pass her off as her twin brother. I mean the blood in the snow was a dead give-way." The other 2 agree and off they went to do their tasks.

Meanwhile, the Mistress finally arrived at the house, with her music box put away and with a red bag of toys, and knocked on its door using her staff. The door opened and she smiled at the person's shocked face. She walked inside the house and arrived at the family room where everyone was out. Each one of them was shocked, scared, worried, and uncomfortable. The only 2 that weren't were the family pet, and a small toddler girl. "Well, well. What a glittering assemblage. Royalty, nobility, the gentry, and.." She stopped and laughs maliciously as she looked around. "How quaint, even the rabble."