Elsa's 12 Days of Christmas: Four Perfect Presents

Welcome back to my 12 Days of Christmas! I hope you all had a wonderful week. Yesterday we explored the tree downstairs and befriended a Tinker Bell ornament named Bell, a small porcelain doll named Dorothy, and a relative of Benny's, a nutcracker named Napoleon. Today we spent most of our time in The Room She Lives In, but She had brought us some things to show off, which later helped us to delve deeper into the meaning of Christmas. The post begins with the four of us in her bed when She comes into the room carrying two mysterious bags. And now our beautiful and not at all annoying beginning Christmas song; On the fourth day of Christmas a human gave to me four perfect presents, three new friends, two bah humbugs and a tiny doll Christmas tree!

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She came in wearing a red hat with white fur and a light brown sweater-coat. Her face was happy and proud, and She had two shopping bags in her hands. I knew immediately that something was going on soon. Last time she brought in shopping bags, it was just a few art supplies that held no interest to us. But She had put us on her bed for a reason, right?
She laid the bags down on her bed, where we were sitting patiently where She had put us before leaving. She smiled at as, then left the room while untying the belt on her coat.
Of course we had the desperate urge to check and see what was in the bags She had brought.

"What's in the bags?" Olaf whispered to me. His whispers, however, weren't exactly whispers. They were loud, and everyone could hear it.
"I don't know. But I think we should leave them alone for now. She would get suspicious." I replied like I had authority over the group. I guess, in a way, I kind of did.
"She's not going to care!" Magneto grumbled. He had become part of our group, though unwillingly, on the second day of Christmas. "I say we check them out. What if She brought home our replacements?"
My hands glowed blue at the thought. "Doubtful." I mumbled, though I was trying to convince myself more than everyone else. I held my hands in my lap to cover up the glow.
"I better check to make sure." said Loki, grabbing his staff tightly and walking over to the bags.
"Be careful, my friend!" Magneto warned. "She is dangerous, I can tell. She could have anything in those bags."
Loki shot a glance over his shoulder at Magneto. His look said, "Get real."
However, Magneto did not "get real." He is still as stubborn and as grumpy as ever.
"Like She would ever bring in something dangerous." I fought back.
"I'm warning you," said Magneto. "I've been around longer. Trust me."
"Tell that to Benny!" said Olaf. "He's a nutcracker out on the hallway by the tree."
"I know who Benny is!" Magneto snapped. "I know far more than any of you! I knew Benny before he was used to guard the tree!"

I ignored him and nodded in Loki's direction. He returned the nod and prodded the closest bag with his staff. "Seems alright to me." I heard him mumble.
"Go ahead and open it." I said. Loki carefully lifted one of the bag's handles.
"Hold it! I must check to see if there's no metal in that bag. If these is any, it could be used as a potential weapon."
I rolled my eyes and Magneto closed his and raised his hands towards the bag. I don't mean to be rude, but considering how rude Magneto had been to us, I wanted to ask why we couldn't just use a metal detector. Magneto had about as much charm and personality as a metal detector. And about as much use, too.
"It's good." The Magneto "metal detector" finally replied, lowering his arms slowly as if he would catch metal the size of a paper clip at the last second. Loki opened the first bag. I wasn't sure what was in it, but when he looked back it us, he seemed throughoutly confused.
"What is it?" Olaf asked.
"I don't know...they look like bones, but they're soft..."
My eyes widened. She has bones in a bag? That did not strike me as something She would do.
"You stupid pieces of plastic! Those are dog toys!" Magneto yelled. I wanted to remind him that he was and stupid and as plastic as the rest of us. "And now we will suffer the same fate as those bones! We will be torn the shreds by the insufferable beasts!"
"Really?" Olaf squeaked. Poor thing, such a Cowardly Snowman.
"No, Olaf," I grumbled, letting all of my frustration out through my nose in a gust of air. "Magneto is just telling us lies because he doesn't want to confess that he, too, is an insufferable beast."
"Excuse me!" Magneto cried. He was so angry it was almost hilarious. But I was too fed up with his rudeness to laugh. "I am no insufferable beast! I am better than all of you put together will ever amount to!"
I raised my hand. It was still glowing blue, but not out of fear for being replaced, but out of pure hate for Magneto. "I will use this." I warned him. Olaf shuffled around nervously.
"And I will use this!" Magneto shot back raising the both of his hands.
"And what do you plan on doing with such useless powers like yours?" I asked, testing his patience.
"I will crush you." he threatened. "I know for a fact that you have something inside of you unlike anyone else here."

I began to fret until I knew what he was talking about. My voice box indeed contained smalls bits of metal to make me sing. And Magneto, apparently, could use his powers to contort them until I choked and went mute for the rest of my life. A terrible outcome, sure, but I still didn't believe him. "Oh really?"
"I will!" he said. "I will get rid of you, and then all of your friends will end up chew toys to the insufferable beasts! I-"
I'm sure Magneto was going to lash out and say something else, but then Loki stepped on his face, covering that large mouth of his. Magneto couldn't stand, no matter how hard he tried. He was a key chain, and key chains weren't meant to. So he spent most of his time lying down and trying to look evil or whatever. Today She happened to set him next to Loki's feet. What an unfortunate fate for him!
Loki looked down at Magneto, writhing and twisting around with anger, trying to escape. Such determination for such a little guy! Olaf and I looked over at Loki in awe.
"You are the insufferable beast," Loki spat, then he looked over at us and grinned sheepishly. "Oops. At least we don't have to hear him now, right?"
I flashed him a grateful grin and laughed. "Oh, there is no greater sound right now than silence!" I agreed. Olaf nodded, his Christmas hat flopping up and down like it was trying to nod as well.
Loki pressed down harder on his face, making sure he couldn't get free. We didn't even try to stop him, but our fun had end when we heard footsteps coming up the stairs. She had returned.
Loki reluctantly look his foot off of Magneto's face. He hadn't finished giving us a piece of his mind, but we had to shush him unless we wanted to break The Code of Dolls.
"You are a most awful person! Why, I swear, once I-"
"Oh shut up, will you? She's coming back!" I hissed through gritted teeth.
Magneto immediately went limp. Loki and Olaf stood still as statues, and I forced on my most doll-like smile. She entered the room once again, carrying a roll of colored paper under her arm. The words "Merry" and "Bright" were printed over and over again in a pattern on the paper. Perhaps a Christmas clue?

There was a bulge in her pocket. She placed them on the bed, and took the thing out of her pocket. The thing(s) turned out to be a roll of tape and a pair of scissors.

At first She worked quietly. Rummaging through her bags, checking to make sure She had everything before She began, whatever She was doing. I was sure I could never guess in a million years. But fortunately we were shown what to do when She started talking to us.
"Hey guys," She said, looking up from her bags. "I was just out doing some Christmas shopping."
Christmas shopping. What does one shop for during the Christmas season, I wonder?
"I just picked up a few things, four presents in all. But now we have to wrap them. It's sort of a tradition, you see. You go out and buy things for people you love, and then you wrap them, so they don't know what they're getting until Christmas Day arrives. But in the meantime they'll be hiding under the tree."
So that was what the trees are for! Hiding presents! It all sort of made sense now.
She fondled around with the paper until She was able to unroll it. It reached the ends of my "Norwegian slippers." At least that's what She called them when She found me. She thought the shoes were ugly, and that Elsa deserved heels and not flats, so She called them "Norwegian slippers" to make us both feel better about the poor choice of footwear.

Then, at last, She started to pull things out of the bag. There were the soft bones for the dogs Loki had talked about (Magneto's face began to turn red trying to keep his big mouth shut) and a small box with a cheetah on it, next to a red card of some sort.

She wrapped each of the things in the colored paper. First came the two soft bones for the dogs.

She cut out two squares of the paper and laid one bone on each. Then She artfully wrapped them in the paper and sealed the ends with tape. She obviously had some practice with this. Maybe from Christmases past- it seemed that this present thing was a worldwide tradition.

When the bones were wrapped, She pulled the last thing out of the bag. It was a set of ten Gellyroll Metallic gel pens.
"This is for my sister," She explained. "She's always wanted a set of gel pens," So her sister's name was She, too? Guess it's a family name or something. "These cost me eight dollars. Hopefully all of them are worth it when She gets them."
They were quite lovely gel pens, too! If I knew how to write, I would want to use those for sure. I'm sure She- the sister She had, at least, (my, that's confusing!) would love them.

She wrapped the set of pens and moved them towards the other two in the center of the bed. I expected her to do something else, but She got up from the bed and left the room. I almost wanted her to stay so Magneto wouldn't bug us and so I could find out more about the presents. But She left anyway, and we were stuck on the bed staring at the wrapped objects in front of us.

As soon as we were alone, Loki quickly put his foot over Magneto's mouth again. But the pest didn't seem to want to struggle so much this time. And for that we were all thankful.
"I wonder where She went." said Olaf out loud.
"She went to Oz," I replied jokingly.
"Narnia." said Loki.
"Arendelle." said Olaf, picking up on our pattern.
"Middle Earth." I continued, smiling.
"Asgard." said Loki.
"Mmrf!" Magneto shouted.
"Oh, what now?" I asked.
"Do you promise to be quiet?" Loki asked. Magneto nodded quickly. Loki took his foot off of him.
"She's coming." he said, clearly still holding a grudge.
We all fell limp in our places. We heard her coming up the stairs, and then She entered the room once again, this time with her one hand closed tightly and two sheets of paper in the other.
She got the small cheetah box, the only unwrapped present, and put the red card inside. She mumbled something about it being a gift card to a restaurant.

She then poured the things in her one hand into it. They turned out to be little squares wrapped in brown paper. My mouth began to water at the sight of my favorite food- chocolate. If only dolls could eat! Well, the smell of chocolate is pretty heavenly, too.

After the chocolates were put into the box, She showed us the papers She had brought with her. Probably the most She had said to us the entire time. The papers, however, were more interesting than our one-sided conversation. Because it was a picture of Olaf making a snow angel, and at the top of each picture were the words printed "OLAF'S WARM HUGS COUPON." What a creative idea! I wonder if She made these herself.

Well, whoever made them, She really seemed to like them, and She thought that Olaf would, too, so She posed him sitting on the papers (for some weird reason.)

Then she began to cut the papers...

Until She was left with a pile of eight small pictures, or coupons.

"Warm hugs! Free warm hugs from a stuffed snowman!"

The coupons were placed inside the box along with the chocolate and gift card. Then the box was shut and wrapped tightly. Four perfect presents in total.

For the final touch, she got a notecard and a green Sharpie and wrote some words on it. Strange how most dolls can read, but can't write. It said "to" and "from" on it. Maybe "to" a certain person and "from" the person that gave the present to them? Yeah, I think that was it.
My heart stopped for a second as I thought if She would write her name on the card. Her real name. It couldn't be She if her sister's name was that, too. I felt the three of us slowly leaning forward. Magneto was stuck laying down. Payback, I thought. Now he'll never know her real name.

But She never wrote her real name on the notecard. It was the person she was giving the present to, and at the bottom where it said "from" She wrote "Your secret Santa."

I wasn't sure what a "Santa" was, and why it all I had be secret, and I hoped She would explain it to us. Fortunately, She did. 

"This present if for a girl at my church," She said aloud, talking to herself and us at the same time. "I forgot to give it to her last week, so I have to make sure this one is extra special. I am her Secret Santa, after all," She paused to think about what we might not know in that sentence. "Oh, a Secret Santa is a person who gives you a present, but you never know who they are. I think you'll find out more about Santa later when it comes closer to Christmas, alright?

We tried to nod as best we could. She smiled at us. 

"You see, that's one of the things about Christmas. You receive things over the holidays, like presents or clothes, or edible treats. But it's also important to give to other people, too. It's a way of telling them that you love them, without really having to say anything at all."

She taped the notecard to the box and left the room carrying it in her hands, closing the door behind her. I quietly tried the think about what She had just said while the dolls around me began to stir.

Loki began to step down on Magneto again. He was stopped just in time.

"Wait, wait," said Magneto. He sounded tired for some reason. "I am tired of fighting. No more. You are all too stupid for me."

Loki looked over at me, and I shrugged. Magneto was sick of being stepped on, clearly. We should give him a break.

"Leave him alone." I ordered finally, then glared at Magneto, who glared back. Olaf suppressed a chuckle. 

As much as he deserved it, I had a feeling that Christmas was a forgiving time of year, and that's what I was going to do to Magneto. Though I've learned that some dolls don't deserve to be forgiven, I decided I had to. She had said that Christmas was a giving time of year, and I was giving Magneto the best present a queen could give anyone- the freedom of not being under a foot. (haha)

Giving Christmas Cheer,

Queen Elsa