After a turbulent year, Pixie Powder and Figgy Frost are happy for some downtime at the North Pole. But these two Mischief Makers are in for a real surprise.
A source who is familiar with the matter told this reporter that Frost and Powder are going to head up a new task force in the Mischief Maker Program: The B.R.A.T.T. Correctional Crew!
B.R.A.T.T., or, Big Rowdy Association of Tiny Tyrants is an old division of the North Pole that, due to a series of in-home kerfuffles, has recently come back into service. Frost and Powder’s mission: assemble a team to target Tiny Tyrants and whip them into shape.
And here they come just out of Santa’s office! While Frost’s smile seems a bit forced and Powder’s giggle a little nervous, Santa knows these Mischief Makers are up to the job.
Figgy and Pixie waited patiently for Nim and Lil. They were supposed to have met them at Candy Cane Cafe so they could all fly to the house together. Glitter had showed up and told them that Nim and Lil would just meet them at the Malloy’s.
“Where are they?” asked Pixie for the hundredth time.
“Santa must have needed them for longer than I thought,” said Glitter with a frown.
“We really need to start setting up the games,” said Figgy. “I don’t think we can wait any longer.”
“Too bad, they were so excited to help tonight,” said Pixie.
Glitter gazed at the sky, hoping to see the pair zooming toward the house. “Well, let’s get moving.”
“How many solo cups do we need?” asked Figgy as he pulled sleeve after sleeve after sleeve out of the giant bag of supplies.
“Twenty-one per kid,” said Pixie.
“Ok, that’s 21 times 12…carry the one, add the 2…the square root of 56 is…”.
“Geez Figgy, it’s 252,” said Pixie with a shake of her head.
“Right. I knew that.”
“What about the ping pong balls?” asked Glitter.
“10 per kid,” said Pixie.
“120 ping pong balls comi–.”
Ping pong balls spilled out over the floor rolling here, there and everywhere.
Pixie and Figgy couldn’t help laughing as they watched Glitter canter around trying to gather them all back together.
“You could help me, you know!”
“Oh but it is so much more fun to watch,” said Pixie. At the glare from Glitter, Pixie relented and flew over to help collect them.
“I’ll get the dice ready while Glitter plays ping-pong,” said Figgy. “How many do we need again?”
“Six per—72 Figgy. We need 72.”
“And 12 pairs of chopsticks!” Glitter shouted from the basement.
All three minute-to-win-it games were set up and still Nim and Lil were not at the house.
“What did you say Santa needed to talk to them about, Glitter?” asked Figgy.
When Glitter didn’t answer, Pixie prodded. “Glitter, tell us what you know.”
Glitter, who always seemed to be on top of all the North Pole news, didn’t answer at first.
“Glitter?” Figgy folded his arms.
Turning to face Figgy and Pixie she admitted. “This time…I honestly have no idea.
“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.”
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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!