Author Games: World Seasons

Task One - Parade - Christmas Tributes

Rudolf Snow

Excitable people stood at the gates, pushing past one another, trying to get the best view. It was time for the tribute parade, and as always the Capitol was ecstatic.

The cheering reaches it’s high as the first chariot began rolling out on the street. Loud shouts and whistles fill the air as Rudolf and Snowflake wave to the crowd.

Rudolf, as always, has his lopsided smile plastered on his face. He waves enthusiastically to everyone he sees, enjoying the bright lights and decorated people. He completely forgets what’s going on for a moment, too in the moment to even care.

Snowflake, however sits timidly, not looking at any one at all. She shakes in fear, and tries her hardest not to cry.

Rudolf is incredibly happy with this year’s prep team and looks over the display again. The horses are brown and silky, and antlers have been placed on their heads, disguising them as reindeer. The chariot is made out of actual gingerbread, which was discovered when Rudolf tried to take a bite out of it. Swirls of icy white icing decorate the chariot, as well as several large gumdrops and other various candy.

Any other year this would’ve been an odd choice for the chariot. This year, instead, it’s perfect! Considering both Snowflake and Rudolf are dressed in gingerbread men costumes. 

At first Rudolf wasn’t sure about it, but now he’s decided he loves it. It’s not as common as some of the others’ costumes. 

They’re also really warm and comfortable, which he loves. He waves his fingerless cookie hand to the crowd, with an unfaltering smile.

Snowflake, again, was less enthusiastic about the costumes. The stylists literally had to force her into her costume, and put up with her tears and screaming.

Snowflake looks up and watches the audience with fear heavy in her eyes. Her breaths come heavily and slow, and she drops her head down again.

Rudolf frowns at the poor girl, but understands. It must be hard for someone so young to deal with all this, he thinks. 

He smiles.

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Mary Christmas

Mistletoe put a fake smile on her face, though secretly was disappointed of her partner. She'd hoped for Rudolf, who would have helped her put up a show. "You look adorable," she said, adjusting his belt. "Now let's get ready."

The two entered their chariot, and headed out in the center of the square. It was showtime.

She looked down at herself, actually finding herself feeling thankful towards her stylist, Renay Lingbeck, who had made her look positively sexy.

That was the one good thing anybody could do for her. Once she looked sexy, nobody could ever resist her, therefore nobody could stop her. It was just a matter of playing the crowd, now. As long as Mistletoe could pretend she was interested in each and every Capitol citizen, nobody would forget her.

The Capitol square, as always, looked positively stunning; almost as stunning as herself. It was decorated to celebrate each holiday at the same time, though the main trait was the giant statue in the middle, which looked like the combination of every holiday.

Her chariot advanced at the front of the line, the way it should be. She was number one, and nobody could take that away from her. They could try, but they definitely wouldn't survive it.