The Ideal Holiday (Bernard x Reader)

Chapter 3, Elf In Charge

it was a few hours later. My eyes opened and Charlie was smiling, waving at the elves. I was just confused. "What the heck-" When Charlie noticed I was awake, he turned around. "Y/N, we've reached the North Pole! Isn't that exciting?!" I looked at him like he just ate a bowl of dirt. "what? Charlie, have you gotten hit in the-" I then sat up. "THE HELL!?" Charlie giggled. "Told you so."

Dad just waved, I knew he had no idea what he was doing.

I sat up, I didn't want to seem rude...so I just waved, I wouldn't be surprised if they all knew who I was due to probably being on the Naughty List due to my behaviour.

"You 2 stay here. ok?"

I nodded. "ok"

I was half asleep so I couldn't care less. Charlie was about to leave the sleigh. "Don't go without me bud'." Charlie just stood there and we ended up watching dad chase around the elves asking questions like a mad man. We then got bored and left the sleigh, we dashed over to dad who was harassing a poor elf girl. Dad then asked. "Who gives orders around here? Who is your boss? Who is everyone's boss!?"

"You are." She simply said. Dad not getting the the just of her meaning "go away" but dad didn't get it.

"No, no no, who's head elf?" 

"YOU ARE!" 

I felt bad for the elf girl, dad was just harassing her.

Dad finally noticed me and Charlie standing beside him, and he sighed...again! "I told you 2 to stay in the sleigh!"

"Yeahhhhh...you do know why I get detention everyday of every week?"

"You sound like that's a good thing-"

"ehh, you could say that..." 

"Y/N...you ok?"

"I'm fine!" I lied. I wasn't after what my boyfriend did.

"Hey!" A new voice entered. "Who's causing all the trouble around here?"

I looked to see who it was, it was an elf...who looked my age, he was wearing a green beret, over his black dreadlocks, he had a satchel and he had little white sparkles on his cheeks, like all the other elves...

Dad and the elf girl pointed at each other.

"he is!"

"she is!"

Me and Charlie tried our best to stay out the conversation, I'm gonna be honest...it was a good show!

"Excuse me? Are we on a coffee (cawfee) break?" The elf asked. His hands on his hips.

"We don't drink coffee." Added the girl elf.

"Well, I guess the break is over!" Followed by, "Back to work, thanks." In an agitated tone.

"Take it easy on her, will ya'?" Dad looked the elf. "Who are you?"

 "I'm Bernard, nice to meet you, Santa."