Chapter 1: A New Blessing

Frosty Tinsel was trimming the fresh scented tree when a crash came from the kitchen. Scampering his tiny feet, he skidded to a halt when he saw his charming wife, Holly, gasping for breath.
"Honey, it's time." uttered Holly.
Grabbing his wife, Frosty bustled his way to the ski sled in the freezing cold. Helping Holly get set in the sled, Frosty started his newly bought and recently painted ski sled. Manuevering his car through the bustling city streets, Holly gasped for breath but imagined the remarkable ending this day will have: a newborn elfin.
" This is crazy, I've never seen so much reindeer out on the road in December." shouted Frosty out the window.
Cutting in and out of lanes, Frosty finally came upon Peppermint County Hospital. Holding Holly's hand, Frosty guided them through the main doors and into the hospital.
"Help! My wife is about to give birth." shouted Frosty.
Three nurses arrived to escort Holly into her room. Two doctors entered the room, unaware of what they were in for.
" So what is the problem we have today?" asked the doctor.
" My wife is about to have an elfin at any moment." said Frosty in a commanding tone.
In Elf Hills, an elfin has not been born for 36 years. An astonishing moment for the Tinsel family and the town of Elf Hills.
" Please, help my wife and elfin." begged Frosty.
Waiting in the damp waiting room, Frosty was approached by an elderly elf.
" Are you the father of the newborn elfin?" asked the elf.
" Yes I am." answered Frosty proudly.
" Oh no, this is not good." said the elderly elf.
" What do you mean. This is an amazing moment in my life." spoke Frosty.
" You do know what happened to the last elfin to be born in Elf Hills. Don't you?" questioned the elf.
" No, what happened?" wondered Frosty, now curious about the topic.
" Listen my boy, I will briefly explain to you what happened, since I am not supposed to be here and the government is probably arranging search parties who are out to get me. I am Harold Feliz, I am the Uncle of the last elfin born. My nephew was kidnapped by the King himself. The King told my brother and his wife that the city did not fancy another elf living here. So in a brisk moment, the King swiped my nephew right out of my sister-in-laws hand's. I have been exploring the city for traces of my nephew, but have not found him. I did find one piece of evidence that explains why the King does not want anymore people in the city."
Sitting on the cushioned chair, which was not a flat cushion from Frosty digging into the seat, Frosty's mouth dropped to the floor, and with his eye twitching, he managed to utter a few words, " What did you find?"
" A journal, written by the King, explaining his plan. A plan so brutal that I have not told anyone of it. But, I shall tell you. The King has developed a plan to ruin Christmas and the destruction of Santa Clause.
Staring with a blank look, Frosty left the room and waited out front of his wife's room. Moments later, he saw Holly and their adorable elfin standing in thr hall. Managing to smile even with the awful news he heard, Frosty grabbed his wife's arm and led them out the back entrance.
Hiding behind a snow covered tree, Frosty explained the story the elderly elf had told him to his wife. Crying, Holly spoke with tears rolling down her cheeks, " What now?"
Without answering, Frosty dashed to the parking lot. Looking to his left, he saw the elderly elf being brought out by two police elves. Wanting to avoid the police, Frosty crawled to his ski sled. He slowly got on the sled, and briskly left the area, heading for the back of the hospital. He stopped in front of the tree in the back, and picked up Holly who was cradling their fragile elfin, whispering in his ears that everything's going to be alright.
Weaving through the crowded streets, Frosty nearly hit a reindeer but quickly reacted and hit the brakes. Speeding up again, Holly looked back, seeing two police sleds on their tail.
" Hurry up, they are following us!" she shouted.
Holly held her elfin close to her like Santa holding onto his cookies. She kept him warm while she bawled her eyes out, unaware of what will happen from here on.
Navigating the streets, Frosty saw a police barricade on Snowflake Lane. Trying to avoid contact with police, Frosty spun the car to the side, going off the road. Frosty guided the car into Candycane Acres, hoping to get away. Colossal sized candycanes towered over the sled. Frosty did well in avoiding contact with the candycanes.
Gazing at the newborn elfin , Holly spoke out loud, " We shall name you Elfred Tinsel."
Listening to his wife, Frosty lost sight of the road, and hit a log stuck in the frozen ground. The sled flipped and twisted violently in mid-air and landed in a snow filled cavern.