Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Trouble with the Yeti - Part 4

“Oh no!” cried Santa. “The toys.”

December bowed her head. “Santa, I’m so sorry. This is all my fault. I should’ve never let the Yeti get my comb in the first place.”

Zircon tilted his head. “How did the Yeti get your comb? It’s always in your hair.”

December leaned against Santa’s sleigh and sighed. “I was playing hide and seek with the fox kits. Father has told me I’m too old for these games, but I couldn’t help myself. The turquoise comb kept giving my hiding places away, so I took it off. I thought I put it in my pocket, but I will admit I was distracted.”

Santa patted December on the shoulder. “It’s not your fault, the Yeti should’ve never taken what wasn’t his in the first place.”

“That’s nice of you to say, Santa, but it doesn’t get your toys back,” said December.  She groaned. “All those poor boys and girls. I’ve ruined Christmas.”

“We can’t let that happen, December,” said Zircon. “We must do something.”

December jerked her head up. “You’re right, we have to get the toys back.”

“How are you going to do that?” asked Santa.

“I know where the Yeti lives,” explains December. “That’s how I got my comb back.”

“Yes, but I almost lost my tail doing so,” said Zircon. “We might not be so lucky next time.”

“We don’t have a choice,” said December. “We must save Christmas.”

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