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“Where in the North Pole is Pixie?” Figgy paced in front of Santa’s Workshop. “It’s getting early and we won’t have time for the balloon wall if she doesn’t get here soon!”
Lil looked up at the clocktower. “She’ll be here soon. She wanted to stop by Holiday Hair for a quick trim.”
“She wears a hat all the time, what does she need a trim for?? And why now of all times!?”
Frantically, Figgy flew to Holiday Hair where he found a purple-haired Pixie smiling wide with sparkling eyes. “Well, what do you think?”
“Er…,” said Nim.
“Well…,” said Lil.
“What the holly happened to you, Pixie?” Figgy exclaimed.
“So…you don’t like my hair?”
“Your hair color is fine, but…well, look for yourself.”
Pixie peeked in the mirror and gasped. Her hair was a gorgeous violet shade, but the style was…big and circus-y.
Nim suspiciously fell into a coughing fit while Lil looked at Pixie sympathetically.
“It’s ok Pixie, it’ll grow back and settle down and–”.
“I LOVE IT!” shouted Pixie, twirling in the air. “It’s so…puffy! And FUN!”
“Come on, Pixie,” said Figgy, shaking his head. “Let’s get to the ring—I mean the Malloy house.”
“Wait!” said Lil as the two started to take off. “I have an idea to go along with your balloons and Pixie’s new…style. You guys go ahead and get started, Nim and I will be along shortly with the rest.”
* * *
Figgy and Pixie had been putting up the last of the balloons on the balloon wall when Nim and Lil showed up.
“Great job with the balloons you guys!” Lil zipped through the window with Nim close on her heels carrying a bag of supplies.
“What’s in the bag, Nim?” asked Figgy.
“Oh, just a few supplies.”
Nim and Lil reached into the overflowing bag and pulled out four clown costumes.
“No way,” said Figgy, already knowing what they were planning.
“But it’s the perfect complement to your balloon wall!” said Lil.
“How are clown costumes the perfect comp–oh.”
Nim, in the manner of a game show host, flourished supplies for making balloon animals.
“Wonderful idea you two!” Pixie grabbed a nose and some shoes…she already had the hair covered.
Figgy, resistant to the idea of dressing up like a clown, had to be gently persuaded to participate.
“It’s alright Figgy, you’ll get used to the wig,” said Pixie.
“And the nose,” added Lil.
“And the shoes,” said Nim.
Grumbles were their only response.
Bring in the clowns
Hang upside down
Dance ‘round the tree with me
Figgy don’t frown
Bring in the clowns!