Chapter 2: Dentist:
Rudolph's POV:
Before we continue with the story, let's take a look at another one who's got a problem.
Hermey's POV:
My name is Hermey and I'm an elf. We were all making toys, but I wasn't doing as well as the others.
"What is the meaning of this," asks Mr. Jingle, the head elf.
"Well, Sir," I said, "I... I don't want to make toys."
"Oh, well, that's... WHAT? Then what do you want to do?"
"Well... I want to be... a dentist!"
"What?"
"Our diet is mostly candy, so we could really use a dentist," I said.
"You are an elf and elves make toys... except for the ones that don't." Mr. Jingle then walks away.
. . .
I know I'm meant for more than just making toys. I then went for a walk, then I found an ice sculpture. I figured this would be a perfect chance to practice dentistry. I then practiced on the ice sculpture... but I accidently broke it. I then ran away.
Rudolph's POV:
My parents took me to the assembly line where we saw the elves making toys. Santa's reindeer were trying to stay away from me because my nose freaked them out. Then she came.
"Oh, look, Fred, it's our half-sister, Seylapr," says Santa.
"It's Stormella now," says Stormella, "and one of your elves broke my ice sculpture... in the strangest way, by the way. It looked like he was checking its teeth."
"That is strange," says Santa.
"If any of your people cross my path," says Stormella, "terrible things will happen!" Stormella then leaves.
"She really isn't a morning person," says Santa, "or evening person, or night person, but she is sort of nice in the afternoon."
"What have I done?"
To Be Continued
In the next chapter, it's time for the Reindeer Games.