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This is a 4 part story. The stories starts from the past on how the elves were treated (warning does involve abuse) and th...
The plane scanned the icy ground, searching for any life or oil flows. The man in the aircraft messes with the sonar, "I'm gettin' somethin' on the sonar!"
The pilot peers over his shoulder, "What is it?"
The man checks the screen, "Strong reading from underneath the cap rock, sir!" He addresses.
"Possible oil flow?"
"Still analyzing. It's, uh... sounds like, uh... tiny hammers." The man stampers.
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Down under the ice was the North Pole. "Let's go skating!" An elf calls out to their friend. Inside the workshop, a team of elves watched the radar for the plane.
"They're coming right at us!" One of the elves addresses Bernard as he sits next to the screen, "Take us to elfcon three." He orders.
"Take us to elfcon three." The other elf repeated.
Bernard watches the tracker as it shows the plane inching closer, "These guys aren't stopping! Take us to Elfcon two!"
"Let's go to Elfcon two." The elf presses the alarm, signaling the elves in the workshop to stop. The floor behind the elves raises a large telescope with Santa gazing through it, "We have a partridge in a pear tree!" Santa closes the scope and faces Bernard, "You take us to Elfcon one."
"Let's rig for silent running." Bernard orders.
"Look alive, everybody!" Santa steps over to the head elf and watches the screen.
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"Okay, we're at Elfcon one." One of the elves reported. The entire workshop was silent; no one moved. Bernard watched the tracker as the plane crept closer to the North Pole. Everyone in the workshop didn't move.
The man on the plane frowned, "I lost it!"
The pilot shouts, "What do you mean you lost it?!"
The man presses the headset closer to his ear by the sonar, "Wait! What the..." He turned to the pilot, "Uhh... Sir, your gonna wanna hear this!" The man put the speaker on, and Christmas music came out of the box. Bernard and Santa snap their heads up as Christmas music echoes around them.
