Mischief Makers Day 1: Crack the Code

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Day 1: Crack the Code

Nim and Lil hugged Figgy and Pixie at the window to Joe and Jake’s house. 

“You’ll be fine,” Lil told Pixie. “Just remember to have fun. The rest will fall into place.”

“We’re leaving Glitter with you,” said Nim. “At least for the first week. Then she’ll have to come back and—.”

“Do something else,” Lil interrupted, looking pointedly at Nim. 

Glitter stomped her hoof impatiently. She was not happy with this new arrangement. “Splitting up the team,” she muttered. “Might as well cancel Christmas.”

“Bah humbug,” laughed Lil

“Don’t worry about Glitter,” said Nim. “She’ll come around.”

“Is she that upset at having to stay with us for a week?” asked Pixie with a worried frown.

“Oh no,” said Nim. “Quite the opposite. She hoped we would all be assigned to this house again.”

Figgy smiled. “To be honest, I’d hoped for the same.”

Nim grinned and patted Figgy on the back. “We’ll be a flight away and we’ll see you every night at check-in.”

“Remember what Santa told us,” said Lil as she and Nim prepared to take flight. “Joe is starting to wonder if Santa is real or not. It may be tempting to reveal yourselves to convince him, but if you do…you risk not only your assignment, but the entire Mischief Maker Program.”

Pixie and Figgy looked nervously at each other and gave Nim and Lil one final hug. Then, turning, they floated through the window with Glitter.

“Look, a note from Joe!” 

Figgy picked up the note and zoomed to Pixie. They huddled together and read.

Dear Nim, Lil, Pixie and Figgy, 

Jake and I love treasure hunts with secret codes. Maybe you could do one of those for us tonight? 

Thanks, Mom! Nim, Lil, Pixie and Figgy!

Love,
Joe

Pixie gasped and turned to look at Figgy. “It’s worse than Santa thought!”

“What are we going to do?” Figgy’s voice trembled.

Glitter galloped over. Pixie and Figgy turned to her, tears in their eyes.

“Well team,” said Glitter, a determined glint in her eye. “We’ve got work to do if we are going to convince Joe we do exist without compromising the Mischief Maker program.”

Pixie and Figgy stared solemnly at each other, worry reflected in their eyes.

Pixie wiped the tears off her cheeks and held Figgy’s hand, determined and ready to get to work. “Let’s get started!”