Two of the Christmas fics I read last year sent my mind off into a flight of fancy. It was too
late to finish it for 2010, so I have had time to expand it.
The stories were:
M. Fae Glasgow's
Shopping Days or Doyle the Copper All Felt Up and Cassie Ingaben's Red Christmas.
Now, I am here to tell you that

I have proof!!

The morning after Christmas Day finds most of us quite bleary eyed, so I couldn’t quite make
out what was on the patio table.
This is what I could see, something or someone hiding under the Caladiums

A cute little Elf!!
He stretched and actually GREW, then by the time he had eaten a little bread and honey
and drank a wee dram, he grew even more .....

.....and was just so gorgeous!! Who could resist that smile?
He told me his name was Ray and that he really had to get back to London very quickly or
his boss would have his guts for garters. Seems he works for some Secret Service mob over
there and he and his partner, Bodie, had been undercover in Grace Bros Department store,
him as an Elf and Bodie as Santa Claus. Then, without a break, their boss, Cowley, sent them
off with the real Father Christmas, who needed their help. So they were bundled into the
magic sleigh and were whizzed off to the North Pole to keep an eye on things while Father
Christmas was doing his annual round the World trip.
By the time Father Christmas returned, Bodie was a little bit worse for wear. (Those Elves
make a mean eggnog). Sooo… Bodie talked Ray into taking the sleigh for a little ride,
which, knowing Bodie as we do, turned into a round the World trip. As they came up to the
East Coast of Australia, Bodie decided he wanted to ride over the Equator, and made a very
sharp right turn. That sharp turn caused this…

…and that’s how Ray ended up in my front garden.
I told him that he was on the East Coast of Australia which is half a World away from
London. He was not a happy chappy on hearing that bit of news. He started mumbling
something about ‘that bloody Bodie’ and what was going to happen when he got his
hands on said Bodie. In quite a strop he was.
We found his R/T, and while it was recharging, I cooked him some breakfast. He seemed in
a bit better mood after that, so he went into the back yard to try to get in touch with Bodie.

Bodie was way up North, freezing his balls off, and very worried about his Ray.

Bodie used his considerable charm on a couple of the Elves and eventually sort of ‘acquired’
some Magic Dust to use on his silver Capri, so he could come pick up Ray.
He ’borrowed’ the SatNav too.
Bodie’s on a mission, determined to find his Ray.

Eventually Ray heard the roar of the Capri’s engine and the screech of tyres two streets
away, so he went to the gate…

…and just flew over it, vowing to get revenge on his partner.

Just to make Bodie feel really rotten, Ray made it look as if he had been sitting in the street
for hours.

Bodie drives right up on the footpath, on the wrong side of the road as well, and Ray,
rubbing his bum, starts ranting at Bodie.

There was a lot of touching and cajoling on Bodie’s part, and I think I heard Cowley’s name
mentioned before Ray got in the car.

Bodie is just so happy to have his Ray beside him, even if he is still getting a right bollocking.

I’m sure Bodie knows the right way to shut up Ray.....when he gets him home, of course.

late to finish it for 2010, so I have had time to expand it.
The stories were:
M. Fae Glasgow's
Shopping Days or Doyle the Copper All Felt Up and Cassie Ingaben's Red Christmas.
Now, I am here to tell you that

I have proof!!

The morning after Christmas Day finds most of us quite bleary eyed, so I couldn’t quite make
out what was on the patio table.
This is what I could see, something or someone hiding under the Caladiums

A cute little Elf!!
He stretched and actually GREW, then by the time he had eaten a little bread and honey
and drank a wee dram, he grew even more .....

.....and was just so gorgeous!! Who could resist that smile?
He told me his name was Ray and that he really had to get back to London very quickly or
his boss would have his guts for garters. Seems he works for some Secret Service mob over
there and he and his partner, Bodie, had been undercover in Grace Bros Department store,
him as an Elf and Bodie as Santa Claus. Then, without a break, their boss, Cowley, sent them
off with the real Father Christmas, who needed their help. So they were bundled into the
magic sleigh and were whizzed off to the North Pole to keep an eye on things while Father
Christmas was doing his annual round the World trip.
By the time Father Christmas returned, Bodie was a little bit worse for wear. (Those Elves
make a mean eggnog). Sooo… Bodie talked Ray into taking the sleigh for a little ride,
which, knowing Bodie as we do, turned into a round the World trip. As they came up to the
East Coast of Australia, Bodie decided he wanted to ride over the Equator, and made a very
sharp right turn. That sharp turn caused this…

…and that’s how Ray ended up in my front garden.
I told him that he was on the East Coast of Australia which is half a World away from
London. He was not a happy chappy on hearing that bit of news. He started mumbling
something about ‘that bloody Bodie’ and what was going to happen when he got his
hands on said Bodie. In quite a strop he was.
We found his R/T, and while it was recharging, I cooked him some breakfast. He seemed in
a bit better mood after that, so he went into the back yard to try to get in touch with Bodie.

Bodie was way up North, freezing his balls off, and very worried about his Ray.

Bodie used his considerable charm on a couple of the Elves and eventually sort of ‘acquired’
some Magic Dust to use on his silver Capri, so he could come pick up Ray.
He ’borrowed’ the SatNav too.
Bodie’s on a mission, determined to find his Ray.

Eventually Ray heard the roar of the Capri’s engine and the screech of tyres two streets
away, so he went to the gate…

…and just flew over it, vowing to get revenge on his partner.

Just to make Bodie feel really rotten, Ray made it look as if he had been sitting in the street
for hours.

Bodie drives right up on the footpath, on the wrong side of the road as well, and Ray,
rubbing his bum, starts ranting at Bodie.

There was a lot of touching and cajoling on Bodie’s part, and I think I heard Cowley’s name
mentioned before Ray got in the car.

Bodie is just so happy to have his Ray beside him, even if he is still getting a right bollocking.

I’m sure Bodie knows the right way to shut up Ray.....when he gets him home, of course.

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Date: 2011-12-26 12:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-26 12:15 pm (UTC)Thanks for your encouragement. ♥