It was Christmas 2016 in the great state of Michigan. Outside snow fell lightly as children laughed and played.
But the Hatchet children were not outside playing. Snug in there beds they waited for Santa to come as they fell asleep.
Sammy Hatchet was the oldest Hatchet, about to turn 12. He thought very highly of himself and nothing could bring him down.
Hilly Patchet was the oldest girl at the proud age of eight, confident and challenging, as obviously she was the best.
And then there was Miss Holly Hatchet, the youngest of them all. At the age of five Miss Holly Hatchet still believed in Santa clause, and on that Christmas Eve... strange things occurred.
Mr. Hatchet and Mrs. Hatchet had left the kids home on there own as they often did, and told them not to leave the house.
"Don't you leave this house children, Santa is watching!"
Sammy and Hilly Hatchet scoffed, but Holly Hatchet smiled brightly.
"Don't you worry mommy! I've been a good girl this year!"
Mr. Hatchet squeezed her little red cheeks. "When we get home you'd better be asleep waiting for Santa!"
But not so little miss Holly had a different idea.
As soon as the car pulled away Holly pulled aside her sister and brother.
"We're going to kidnap Santa this year!" She declared.
Little Holly's eyes nearly popped out of her head.
"That would be very naughty!" She said.
Sammy paid them no attention as a plan formed his head.
"I've got it!" He said and crawled under his bed.
He pulled out a box full of cameras and locks.
"We will set a trap!"
Holly shook her head, "I want nothing to do with this, put those back under your bed."
As Hilly and Sammy schemed a knock on the door caused Holly to scream.
Hilly rolled her eyes and opened the door, but to her surprise there stood a small little book store.
"A book store!" She said. "There must be something wrong with my head!"
A gust of wind must've blew in, for the door opened allowing reindeer within.
Sammy and Holly paid no attention to the deer with there sneaky intentions.
Hilly near died as the reindeer pulled her aside and gave her a guide, labeled "hi, we're the Christmas guys."
Hilly merely shakes her and returns to the bed, but the deer follow causing her to swallow.
Holly looked up, and with much push saw a tiny reindeer and gave it a squish.
"Ouch!" She yelped at the reindeer who snapped her with a belt.
And then came a bear who had no hair. All the children looked up at the bear.
"Say mister bear, where is all of your hair?" Says little miss Holly, all tingly and jolly.
"Why all my hair, it's out there," says Philip with scruff, his voice all deep and gruff.
The reindeer groan as the bear lets out a moan.
"Who sent you here?" Say the irritable deer.
"Same as you" responds the bear, who has no hair.
He turns to the kids his voice all scruff, "Now get to bed and clean up all this stuff!"
Sammy and Hilly clean in a scurry, but little miss Holly, she's in no hurry.
"Hi Mr. Bear, you certainly are nicer than the those deer there!"
"Don't worry your little head, just go along bed!"
But little Ms. Hilly was not at all done, she dashed about ready for some fun.
The deer ran after her as the bear clashed faster than her.
Cornered but nimble little miss Hilly climbed up a Christmas thimble!
Into the sink she went, causing the thimble to be dinky and bent.
The door creaked open and the deer and bear went, Mr. and Mrs. Hatchet stood there with all the money they'd spent.
"Why oh my!" Mrs Hatchet winked
"Why is there a hatchet in the kitchen sink?" Mr. Hatchet nearly singed.
Mr and Mrs Hatchet put the children to bed and little miss Holly of course said "Goodnight Mr. Reindeer and the bear with no hair, I hope to see you again next Christmas year!"
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