The Smoothie Sensation was, quite possibly, the best event of the season.
At least so far.
The kids woke up to a freezer full of strawberries and blueberries and their mom, who’s eyes were still a bit red and puffy from the experimental cookies, was just happy not to have to make breakfast.
“You know,” said Pixie. “I really don’t know why Joe would think his mom was behind all of this.”
“I know what you mean,” said Figgy. “Why would she purposely give herself a severe allergic reaction and then write a letter of complaint to Santa pretending to be angry about it?”
Pixie shook her head, smiling…only slightly. It was still too fresh to be really funny.
Glitter came sailing through the window and landed with a clatter on the table. Green streamers rolled out in front of her. “I’ve brought the supplies you asked for.”
Pixie and Figgy still were not sure what Glitter had been up to at the North Pole. Or, for that matter, why it was such a big secret. They’d tried to get it out of her at check-in, but she just smiled and changed the subject.
“So, what are your plans? What are you going to do with all these streamers?
Figgy and Pixie had brainstormed ideas for the next several nights. They had plans in place to wow the boys and, hopefully, keep their mom–if not happy, at least not angry.
“We are creating a Christmas tree made of streamers,” said Pixie.
“We’re hanging it in the front door from the light fixture,” said Figgy.
“And…in the middle, we are building a secret fort for the boys to play in!” Pixie pirouetted and did a little curtsy.
“And then,” began Figgy. “Tomorrow night we—.”
“SHHHHH! Don’t give away all our plans, Figgy.”
Figgy shrugged his shoulders with a sheepish grin.
Glitter raised an eyebrow.
Figgy and Pixie gathered up the green rolls. “Would you like to help us, Glitter?”
“Oh I would, but I have to get back to the North Pole to, erm, take care of a few things.”
It was Pixie’s turn to raise a brow. “Take care of what? What are you being so secretive about?”
But Glitter pretended not to hear as she flew out the window. “See you tomorrow!”
Pixie and Figgy watched her soar through the night. Something was definitely going on.