Glitter was humming while decorating the gingerbread village with the leftover ribbon from the previous night’s…display.
“I hope there are no hard feelings for the little trick I played last night,” Glitter said, glancing at Nim. “I would hate for it to affect our working relationship.”
Nim watched her through narrowed eyes.
“You taught me a valuable lesson, Glitter. One I won’t soon forget.”
Glitter turned to look fully at Nim. There was something in his voice that she didn’t quite like. He looked so innocent, but…
“I think I’d like to lay low tonight,” he said. “Maybe just hang out with Leonard on a shelf somewhere.”
“Oh. Ok. I thought maybe you’d…,” she trailed off.
“Well, I thought maybe you’d want to do something more fun than that since you were all tied up last night,” she said barely hiding her smile.
Nim just shrugged.
Glitter was a little worried. Where had the mischievous Nim gone? She had wanted to curb his behaviour a little…not get rid of his fun-loving side entirely.
“O-kay,” she said slowly. “I’m going to make a few reindeer out of the wrapping paper tube from last night. I thought we could add them to the gingerbread village. Do you want to help?”
“Sure. I’ll help.”
As they got to work cutting and creating reindeer out of cardboard, Glitter started to feel uneasy. Nim was too quiet. He was too calm. He seemed too…innocent.
He must be up to something, she thought. But what?
“Would you mind getting a few more googly eyes from the other room?”
Glitter paused, unsure of this more reserved version of Nim. He gave her a bland look. Maybe she was just imagining it.
“Sure, Nim. I’ll be right back.”
As soon as she dashed out of sight, Nim got to work.
“She only thinks she got the best of me,” he chuckled.
He grabbed an armful of ribbon curls and pulled a few toy superheroes from the toybox. After lining them up, he waited.
“Nim,” Glitter called. “I don’t see googly eyes in–oomph!”
Nim looped the ribbon around her hooves and flew her into the kitchen.
“NIM! What do you think you are doing? Untie me this instant!”
Nim grinned. “I don’t think so Glitter. This is payback for last night.”
Glitter glared at Nim.
“Oh come on, you have to admit it is funny. I’m using the same ribbon you used to tie me up!”
Glitter tried very, very hard not to smile. She clamped her mouth shut as tight as she could but her mirth could not be contained. She laughed…and laughed…and laughed. She was still giggling long after Nim had gone to his spot for the day.
“I guess this means war,” she smiled.
Nim’s face lit up. “I guess it does!”
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