The Santa Trap.
#cyoa #Xmas #Christmas
Sofia, the evil, as she referred to herself, thought out her plan to catch Santa Claus and ransom him for more gifts. The fire place had been replaced with a stove, No way he'd come through there.
Maybe
#cyoa #Xmas #Christmas
Sofia, the evil, as she referred to herself, thought out her plan to catch Santa Claus and ransom him for more gifts. The fire place had been replaced with a stove, No way he'd come through there.
Maybe
The Santa Trap.
Sofia's mother was very much against open windows in the middle of winter, she'd never heard any stories of him coming through the toilet and if he did, there definitely would have been stories!
Has to be the letter box!
Now do I set a trap:
Sofia's mother was very much against open windows in the middle of winter, she'd never heard any stories of him coming through the toilet and if he did, there definitely would have been stories!
Has to be the letter box!
Now do I set a trap:
The Santan Trap
Sofia's was working out Santas route from the letterbox
to the tree when her scheming was rudely interrupted by her parents, giving her hot chocolate, cuddles and causally mentioning getting her hot water bottle ready.
A scheme to get her to go to bed early!
Sofia's was working out Santas route from the letterbox
to the tree when her scheming was rudely interrupted by her parents, giving her hot chocolate, cuddles and causally mentioning getting her hot water bottle ready.
A scheme to get her to go to bed early!
The Santa Trap
Sofia complained the hot chocolate was too hot, then left it on the window to cool
(she was going to "forget" about it).
She asked if the movie with the singing was on.
(There's always one with singing)
Parents occupied she returned to thinking of traps....
Sofia complained the hot chocolate was too hot, then left it on the window to cool
(she was going to "forget" about it).
She asked if the movie with the singing was on.
(There's always one with singing)
Parents occupied she returned to thinking of traps....
The Santa Trap
A net seemed the smart move.
Santa wouldn't want to wake anyone so he wouldn't struggle much.
Now to drop one from the roof or try and have it spring up from the ground like the ones in all those shows.
She wondered if Santa had a knife in those big boots..
Nah.
A net seemed the smart move.
Santa wouldn't want to wake anyone so he wouldn't struggle much.
Now to drop one from the roof or try and have it spring up from the ground like the ones in all those shows.
She wondered if Santa had a knife in those big boots..
Nah.
The Santa Trap
She'd have to put it under the rug, if he came from the front door he'd walk over it to place the presents under the tree.
She evaluated the layout.
She'd need some elastcated type rope, a net type thing and an inconspicuous trigger.
Where would she get them?
She'd have to put it under the rug, if he came from the front door he'd walk over it to place the presents under the tree.
She evaluated the layout.
She'd need some elastcated type rope, a net type thing and an inconspicuous trigger.
Where would she get them?
The Santa Trap
(Sorry about the unannounced break I fell asleep)
Sofia decided she needed to scavenge her toys for trap parts, which meant going to her room, which would automatically trigger the "Bed time" scenario she'd been avoiding.
Seeing no way to avoid it she decided to
(Sorry about the unannounced break I fell asleep)
Sofia decided she needed to scavenge her toys for trap parts, which meant going to her room, which would automatically trigger the "Bed time" scenario she'd been avoiding.
Seeing no way to avoid it she decided to
The Santa Trap.
Yawning dramatically Sofia curled up on the side of the couch faking sleep.
If she'd curled up to a parent, overwhelmed by her cuteness, they may have left her there, defeating the purpose.
Minutes later Daddy was putting her to bed.
As he left she quietly asked:
Yawning dramatically Sofia curled up on the side of the couch faking sleep.
If she'd curled up to a parent, overwhelmed by her cuteness, they may have left her there, defeating the purpose.
Minutes later Daddy was putting her to bed.
As he left she quietly asked:
The Santa Trap
Your question comes out in a confused mash which aids your sleepy trickery.
"When...does...Santa....bed?"
"Oh I'd expect he goes to bed Christmas morning, it's a lot of work you know" Daddy answers cheerfully "You'd best get off to sleep now, goodnight sweetheart"
Your question comes out in a confused mash which aids your sleepy trickery.
"When...does...Santa....bed?"
"Oh I'd expect he goes to bed Christmas morning, it's a lot of work you know" Daddy answers cheerfully "You'd best get off to sleep now, goodnight sweetheart"
The Santa Trap
Sofia s decision to wait for a bit paid off as her mother peeked in her door a short time later
She sighed a pleased sigh then whispered something to Daddy, they closed her door and went off to their room.
She waited till she heard their sleeping music playing and
Sofia s decision to wait for a bit paid off as her mother peeked in her door a short time later
She sighed a pleased sigh then whispered something to Daddy, they closed her door and went off to their room.
She waited till she heard their sleeping music playing and
The Santa Trap
Reaching for the tablet she wasn't supposed to use in bed and trying to reach her toy box with her foot Sofia fell out of bed with an almighty BUMP!
The music in he parents bedroom went off
"Sofia? Are you out of bed"
Reaching for the tablet she wasn't supposed to use in bed and trying to reach her toy box with her foot Sofia fell out of bed with an almighty BUMP!
The music in he parents bedroom went off
"Sofia? Are you out of bed"
The Santa Trap
Sofia stayed quiet.
Her parents stayed quiet.
The house was quiet.
Sofia resisted the urge to giggle.
Then Daddy farted ( Mom's don't fart, this was known )
They laughed, the music went back on.
Sofia got back on her bed and checked her tablet.
Santa was 3hrs away
Sofia stayed quiet.
Her parents stayed quiet.
The house was quiet.
Sofia resisted the urge to giggle.
Then Daddy farted ( Mom's don't fart, this was known )
They laughed, the music went back on.
Sofia got back on her bed and checked her tablet.
Santa was 3hrs away
The Santa Trap
Sofia set to making her trap, things became a blur.
She was downstairs behind the couch clutching a short rope waiting to trigger her trap.
She had decided to use the rug as a net but had to trigger the trap herself
The letterbox flapped, the big red fool walked in
Sofia set to making her trap, things became a blur.
She was downstairs behind the couch clutching a short rope waiting to trigger her trap.
She had decided to use the rug as a net but had to trigger the trap herself
The letterbox flapped, the big red fool walked in
The Santa Trap
Sofia bided her time, if she got him while he had her presents they could get damaged, she wanted more from this not less.
Santa bent down and carefully placed her presents under the tree.
He straightened up with a weary sigh and stepped backwards onto the trap!
Sofia bided her time, if she got him while he had her presents they could get damaged, she wanted more from this not less.
Santa bent down and carefully placed her presents under the tree.
He straightened up with a weary sigh and stepped backwards onto the trap!
The Santa Trap
WOOSH!
The corners of the rug sprang up as the pulley whirred and Santa was trapped!
Suspended from the roof in a bag of carpet she could hear Santa complaining about his flaming back and people expanding the naughty list.
Proudly she walked over to the trap
WOOSH!
The corners of the rug sprang up as the pulley whirred and Santa was trapped!
Suspended from the roof in a bag of carpet she could hear Santa complaining about his flaming back and people expanding the naughty list.
Proudly she walked over to the trap
The Santa Trap
"Got you fat man!" said Sofia with pride.
"Fat?" came a muffled voice "That's just rude young lady"
"It's true though, all the books say it!"
"Not all, you should read some of the older tales from back before you all thought this form was a good idea!"
"Got you fat man!" said Sofia with pride.
"Fat?" came a muffled voice "That's just rude young lady"
"It's true though, all the books say it!"
"Not all, you should read some of the older tales from back before you all thought this form was a good idea!"
The Santa Trap
"We can change your form?" asked Sofia doubtfully, this seemed like a parental lie like the one about the Easter Bunny.
"If enough of you believe it, I used to be a god you know, now I have rhyming reindeer, jingle all the time and get caught by naughty children"
"We can change your form?" asked Sofia doubtfully, this seemed like a parental lie like the one about the Easter Bunny.
"If enough of you believe it, I used to be a god you know, now I have rhyming reindeer, jingle all the time and get caught by naughty children"
The Santa Trap
Thrown into an indignant fit of spluttering at been downgraded from Evil to Naughty, Sofia struggled to form words
"Sucks..Gifts...Evil"
"Evil gifts? What are you on about child? Here stand back a bit till I get a proper look at you!"
A knife tore a hole in the rug
Thrown into an indignant fit of spluttering at been downgraded from Evil to Naughty, Sofia struggled to form words
"Sucks..Gifts...Evil"
"Evil gifts? What are you on about child? Here stand back a bit till I get a proper look at you!"
A knife tore a hole in the rug
The Santa Trap
"No, you're my prisoner" protested Sofia in dismay.
The knife cut away a large hole in the rug, Santa put his legs out first then sat up and used her trap like a swing seat.
Which was cool
Then the reality that her prisoner was also a large man with a knife hit her
"No, you're my prisoner" protested Sofia in dismay.
The knife cut away a large hole in the rug, Santa put his legs out first then sat up and used her trap like a swing seat.
Which was cool
Then the reality that her prisoner was also a large man with a knife hit her
The Santa Trap
"Prisoners are not allowed weapons!" Sofia snapped grabbing the knife and throwing it onto the couch behind her.
Santa did not object, in fact he smiled an annoyingly tolerant smile.
"So Sofia, what do you want with me?"
Looked at him like he was an idiot
"Prisoners are not allowed weapons!" Sofia snapped grabbing the knife and throwing it onto the couch behind her.
Santa did not object, in fact he smiled an annoyingly tolerant smile.
"So Sofia, what do you want with me?"
Looked at him like he was an idiot
The Santa Trap
"More gifts!"
"How many more gifts?"
"Two"
"And which children go without toys so you can have yours?"
"More gifts!"
"How many more gifts?"
"Two"
"And which children go without toys so you can have yours?"
The Santa Trap
"I don't want mere toys! You can perform christmas miracles! Those are what I want!, I'm 8 not stupid!"
Santa eyes grew wide as did his smile
"Well! Now that's a horse of a different colour! What are these miracles you would like? No promises mind, I have limits"
"I don't want mere toys! You can perform christmas miracles! Those are what I want!, I'm 8 not stupid!"
Santa eyes grew wide as did his smile
"Well! Now that's a horse of a different colour! What are these miracles you would like? No promises mind, I have limits"
The Santa Trap
Excitement over came Sofia as she sensed that she might get what she was asking for
"SECRET DRESS POCKETS!" she blurted out
"Hmm, last time wilful ladies had pockets things got very messy... Suppose we could do with a shake up again. Done!
You have your pockets!"
Excitement over came Sofia as she sensed that she might get what she was asking for
"SECRET DRESS POCKETS!" she blurted out
"Hmm, last time wilful ladies had pockets things got very messy... Suppose we could do with a shake up again. Done!
You have your pockets!"
The Santa Trap
"What do you mean messy?"
"Well ladies used to smuggle things for revolutions in their pockets because men didn't bother searching them"
"Because they were girls?"
"Yes"
"Idiots!"
"Yes"
Sofia filed a mental mote to research pockets in revolutions later
"Okay, Two..
"What do you mean messy?"
"Well ladies used to smuggle things for revolutions in their pockets because men didn't bother searching them"
"Because they were girls?"
"Yes"
"Idiots!"
"Yes"
Sofia filed a mental mote to research pockets in revolutions later
"Okay, Two..
The Santa Trap
"Two, I want to know the secret of your magic!" said Sofia confidently
"You sure?"
"Yes"
"Even though I already gave you the key to it?"
"You did?"
"Yes"
Sofia thought really hard for a minute...
"Two, I want to know the secret of your magic!" said Sofia confidently
"You sure?"
"Yes"
"Even though I already gave you the key to it?"
"You did?"
"Yes"
Sofia thought really hard for a minute...
The Santa Trap
"Belief?"
"Yes! I, like kings, money and fame, only have the power people believe it gives me, if enough people believe a thing often enough it becomes a real thing to them"
This seemed dumb to her but assuming it was true Sofia had a lot of questions
"Belief?"
"Yes! I, like kings, money and fame, only have the power people believe it gives me, if enough people believe a thing often enough it becomes a real thing to them"
This seemed dumb to her but assuming it was true Sofia had a lot of questions
The Santa Trap
"How many people have to believe"
"Depends on what you want them to believe, a third of the population maybe more, magical beings are a tough sell these days, some version of me was everywhere before the population explosion so belief in me grew with it"
"Hmm.;;;
"How many people have to believe"
"Depends on what you want them to believe, a third of the population maybe more, magical beings are a tough sell these days, some version of me was everywhere before the population explosion so belief in me grew with it"
"Hmm.;;;
The Santa Trap
"How do I get that many people?"
"It's not easy, giving out free stuff works for me, telling them their problems are caused by other people is unfortunately popular, bribery with a version of immortality is common. Ultimately it is down to what people want to buy"
"How do I get that many people?"
"It's not easy, giving out free stuff works for me, telling them their problems are caused by other people is unfortunately popular, bribery with a version of immortality is common. Ultimately it is down to what people want to buy"
The Santa Trap
Sofia just stared at him
"You were expecting some sort of magic belief stone?" asked Santa
"Or a mystical quest" she replied, sulking every so slightly
"Sorry kid, but I gotta go, nice engineering work on the trap by the way, got the rope and weights just right"
Sofia just stared at him
"You were expecting some sort of magic belief stone?" asked Santa
"Or a mystical quest" she replied, sulking every so slightly
"Sorry kid, but I gotta go, nice engineering work on the trap by the way, got the rope and weights just right"
The Santa Trap
"You can't leave, prisoner" Sofia declared
"Yes I can I gave you two things you asked for now is when I leave" Santa held his hand out to the couch "Gungnir!"
The knife flew to his hand.
"Actually letting you touch this should count as three things"
"But I
"You can't leave, prisoner" Sofia declared
"Yes I can I gave you two things you asked for now is when I leave" Santa held his hand out to the couch "Gungnir!"
The knife flew to his hand.
"Actually letting you touch this should count as three things"
"But I
The Santa Trap
"But I don't want you to leave" objected Sofia
"You don't always get what you want, best you learn to deal with that sharpish, sulking about it tends to decrease ones popularity"
"Will we meet again?"
"Probably next year, as long as you still believe of course"
"But I don't want you to leave" objected Sofia
"You don't always get what you want, best you learn to deal with that sharpish, sulking about it tends to decrease ones popularity"
"Will we meet again?"
"Probably next year, as long as you still believe of course"
The Santa Trap
Sofia lunged forward and grappled Santa's leg
"Thank you for the pockets Santa!" she said
"You're welcome dear!" said Santa giving her a gentle squeeze back "Now I must be on my way, there's a little boy who has done some imaginative things with springs and a cage"
Sofia lunged forward and grappled Santa's leg
"Thank you for the pockets Santa!" she said
"You're welcome dear!" said Santa giving her a gentle squeeze back "Now I must be on my way, there's a little boy who has done some imaginative things with springs and a cage"
The Santa Trap
You try to use the guise of one last squeeze to pinch the knife but he's on to to you.
"Now, now, that's not for you mortal child" he says gently removing your hand from the knife.
"Aww"
"Nice try though, you reminde me of one of my sons"
You try to use the guise of one last squeeze to pinch the knife but he's on to to you.
"Now, now, that's not for you mortal child" he says gently removing your hand from the knife.
"Aww"
"Nice try though, you reminde me of one of my sons"
The Santa Trap
"Fix the rug before you go?"
"Oh it's done, good bye!" Said Santa as he turned into a cloud of snowflakes that floated out to the front door...
"Sofia! Sofia! Wake up" her fathers voice came from somewhere above her head, which was confusing as he was upstairs....
"Fix the rug before you go?"
"Oh it's done, good bye!" Said Santa as he turned into a cloud of snowflakes that floated out to the front door...
"Sofia! Sofia! Wake up" her fathers voice came from somewhere above her head, which was confusing as he was upstairs....
The room swam around her, she was back in her room, on the floor!
"Are you okay sweetie?" he asked "Did you fall out of bed?"
"Must have!" she replied feeling groggy all of a sudden
"Are you sure you okay?"
"Yes" she said climbing to her feet
"Okay come downstairs, Santas been!"
"Are you okay sweetie?" he asked "Did you fall out of bed?"
"Must have!" she replied feeling groggy all of a sudden
"Are you sure you okay?"
"Yes" she said climbing to her feet
"Okay come downstairs, Santas been!"
In a panic Sofia ran down the stairs to the sitting room
The rug was fine, the ropes gone, no sign a mystical being had been held captive at all.
She ran to her presents, found all the toys she'd expected and two books, kids advanced engineering and Norse mythology...
The End?
The rug was fine, the ropes gone, no sign a mystical being had been held captive at all.
She ran to her presents, found all the toys she'd expected and two books, kids advanced engineering and Norse mythology...
The End?
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