Santa's Little Helper

Chapter Six

Sam took me to the hotel where my father was staying. I checked out the time on my arm watched and was socked to find that it was already 8am.

Sam  took me to the front of a door where I hoped my father would be.

"Thanks for today" I say  with a smile.

"Your welcome and I hope that we can hang out again" Sam say with a hopeful smile.

"Sure" I say with a wink.

"Yeah then I'll see you tomorrow" Sam says scratching his head.

"Definitely" I say as he gave me one last wink and walked away.

I took a deep breath as the door opened with a click reveling a very pissed off father.

"Your late" Chris says I I walked trough the door.

"Uh sorry I lost track of time I won't do it in the future" I say while taking a seat on a red leather couch.

"Good and I don't mean to be so strick but I was worried that something might have happened to you" Chris explained.

"This is the North Pole where everyone is really friendly what could possibly happen to me here" I ask  biting my lower lip.

"Nothing your right. You must be hungry I made vegetable soup" he says while walking to the kitchen.

"You made it?"

"Yeah and your aunt is coming over" he explains.

"Okay anything I can help with?"

"Uh no everything is ready why don't you take a seat at the table" he suggest as the wonderful aroma of soup hits my nose.

"K" I say while taking a seat at the table where it was neatly set.

When someone come bursting through the doors.

"Sorry I'm let it's just been a crazy day" my aunt Kristie says while taking a seat at the table.

"Yeah and your the only one who comes bursting in my house without  so much as a knock" my father says sarcastically.

"Yeah and that's why you love me" she says with a smile.

Chris comes out with a red pot full of soup that smelled delicious as he sat it on the table.

"What's with you and red ,your couch is red now your pot i wouldn't be surprised if your sheets where red to" I say with a smirk.

"Uh it's called feeling the Christmas cheer and my sheets are not red it's pink" Chris says with a glare taking a seat at the table.

"Pink really" I say as Kristie burst out laughing.

"Blame it on Martha and I find those pink sheets very... interesting and comfy" Chris replies purring soup into our bowls.

"Your such a weirdo" I say with a teasing smile.

"Glad someone agrees with me" Kristie say with a smile as we dug into our soup.

We fell into comtable silence.

I hate to break the fun moment we were having but I had to get the answer s to all the questions that where dwelling trew my mind.

"Uhm so are any more uncle's or aunt's I should know about?" I ask innocently.

They tensed all of a sudden while looking at each other before looking at me.

"Why don't you tell me more about yourself" Kristie asks nervously which was a sign that something was definitely up.

"Why are you ignoring my question?" I ask giving my best look of confusion.

"What we don't know what your talking about" Chris say playing with his soup.

"Yes you are cause you wouldn't be acting this way way if you didn't" I explain in a stern tone.

"Fine what do you know actually?" Kristie asks taking a deep breath.

"Your asking the wrong question" I say while taking another sip of my soup.

"We have another brother he is the middle child. His name is Mason." my father says while looking down at his soup.

"Okay where is he now I'd love to meet him" I ask with a smile.

"His not here since he turned all evil on our ass" Kristie says with a glare.

Okay so we where making progress but I had to hit that last nerve.

"What do you mean his suppose to be good since his a clause" I say while placing my spoon on the table.

"Well his not and I want you to run whenever he is near,Mason doesn't have a heart he is dangerous "my father explains calmly.

"How would you know that?,What could he possibly have done that is so bad" I in fake confusion.

"It's not about what he has done it's about what he is doing, but you wouldn't understand" Kristie says in frustration.

"Then help me understand,cause I really want to meet him and he can't be that bad" I say.

"Yes he is!,He is the one causing thousands of ELF's to die simply by poisoning them to sleep!,his the one who tries to destroy Christmas every year! and his the one turning good ELF'S into dark bad barbarians, his the one that left us when we needed him the most!, so tell me Abigail is that a person you want to associate yourself with?" my father asked turning red.

Yeah I definitely hit a nerve.

"Yeah but I don't understand I know  his set out to destroy Christmas for the whole world but why?"

"I don't know and we don't care all that matters is getting that present to children all over the world without more ELF'S getting hurt" Chris explained.

I shook my head before saying"Yeah cause this is all just a job to you so why would it matter?"

I instinly stood up saying "Thanks for the meal" while walking to my room and shitting the door.

I took a quick shower before getting into bet as the bedroom door opened.

"Abigail" Chris whispered in as I close my eyes tightly not wanting to talk to him.

I felt his lips press against my head as he pulled the covers beneath my neck.

His footsteps trailed as the lights web of with a click before my bedroom door closed once more.

I took a deep breath in relief staring at my dark room as s plan worked itself threw my head.

If this Mason guy was as bad as everyone said he is then Chris was gonna ng to need all the help he can get and as was going to led a helping hand hopefully.

Shit when did I start getting hopeful ,sadly it didn't matter since my eyes closed in tiredness.

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