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Angry Mischief Makers Cause Riot in Hospital Cafeteria, Injuries Reported
North Pole Gazette
Reported by Sparkly Sprinkles
All is not well at the Children’s Hospital. While attempting to set up a soothing scene of children playing, four angry Mischief Makers caused a riot after Biggy, a small, mean looking elf, threw a snowball at an innocent and unsuspecting reindeer who only came to help. Poor Glitter was brutally attacked by the malicious elves and left cold and shivering in the corner while the foursome walked away, cackling at their antics. The poor deer left shortly after, presumably to report this attack to the Big Guy himself. One can only hope that Santa, who some have said has been a little lax in his disciplinary actions, will rouse himself and do something about these attacks. Stay tuned for more in tomorrow’s edition of the Gazette.
Pixie and Lil sat at a small table in the back of the Frosty Snowman Pub looking downcast. Nim and Figgy came over from the bar with four steaming cups of hot cocoa.
“Did you ask for extra chocolate in mine?” asked Lil.
“We asked for extra chocolate in all of them,” said Figgy. “It’s been a rough few days.”
The four friends stared into their cocoa mugs, each thinking of Sparkly Sprinkles’ latest article in the North Pole Gazette.
“She made us sound like a band of…hooligans,” said Pixie.
“And Glitter the weak victim of our shenanigans,” added Nim.
“Did you read how she portrayed Santa?” asked Lil. “As if he has been derelict in his disciplinary duties?”
Glitter cantered to their table, a steely look in her eyes. “All right gang, enough moping. Get yourselves together and get back to the hospital. It’s time to kick things up a notch.”
“What’s the point, Glitter? Smirky Snarkles is just going to twist everything around to make us look like four rowdy hoodlums,” grumbled Nim.
“Biggy, Lila, Nim, and Trixie…Trouble Makers,” sighed Lil.
“That’s it!” Glitter stomped a hoof. “Get it together you four. It’s time to get back to that hospital and construct the candy cane labyrinth. Santa has enough on his plate with the prob….well, just…move!”
The four elves popped up, spilling their hot chocolate, and zipped out the door. Glitter soon followed, never noticing the flash of white teeth and glittering eyes as Sparkly Sprinkles’ pen raced over her notebook in the corner of the Frosty Snowman.
The group landed back at the hospital. With no sign of the meddlesome reporter, they quickly got started with the construction of their Candy Cane Labyrinth.
“Here’s the map,” said Lil as she pulled out her design of a challenging candy cane labyrinth with twists and turns.
“I’ve made a few decorations for the entrance and exit.” Pixie pulled beautiful, sparkling swathes of material and props onto the floor.
“And here’s a riddle for the kids to solve,” said Nim.
I’m not a creature, but I’m known by a name.
In December, I play a part in a festive game.
Jolly and plump, dressed in red and white.
Seek me out where Christmas is bright.
Who am I?
“Ooo, ooo, I know this one!” shouted Figgy. “Bob the Builder!”
“You’re joking,” said Pixie with a snort.
At the look on Pixie’s face, Figgy cleared his throat. “Yes, of course I’m joking, it’s, it’s…”.
“Santa, Figgy. It’s Santa,” Lil shook her head.
“Yes,” said Figgy. “I knew that. Ahem. Well, I designed a few hidden doors and twists to make it extra fun. The first one turns into a candy cane slide and ends in a big tub of powdered sugar the kids will have to swim out of.”
“I’m not sure that’s such a—,” started Pixie.
“And then,” continued Figgy. “There’s this trap door that plunges the kids into a vat of maple syrup.”
“Erm, Figgy? I don’t know if—,” broke in Lil.
“Finally, this secret tunnel leads right to a hot chocolate waterfall!”
“No,” said Nim. “Just, no.”
Figgy’s face fell. “Fine. I guess we’ll just have a few dead ends and a small slide.”
Shaking his head, Nim turned to get started on the labyrinth.
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