Mouse didn’t quite expect a noise like that either as he promptly jerked his head up and jumped back a pace from where he originally stood. The dormouse blinked and shook his head a little like a wet dog. “Whoa! .. hehe .. That’s a .. quite a set a lungs ya got there, mate” he mused to the lion plushie with a small smile as he lightly dug his pinky into one of his large, round ears to stop some of the ringing.
It was at that moment that he heard Flip’s yelp from across the room as she fell backwards, causing a sudden shower of some of her golden pixie dust to spread through out the space. The rodent sprite couldn’t help but look about at the sparkly show. That is … until he began to feel his foot paws leaving the floor. “Hmm!” he muttered to himself before looking down, seeing that he was no longer earthbound … and neither was anyone else within the cabin. He floated up just a couple of feet in the air and instinctively started to flap his arms a bit in order to regain some balance. “Um! … Ok .. Then that happened” the piebald sprite mused as he simply sat there in the empty air.
It wasn’t long before the magic had lost it’s juice and everyone once again had their feet planted to the wooden floor. With their little missionary work now complete and the proper repairs and patch ups given to all the toys that needed it, Mouse shut his eyes as he stretched out his back and arms after he finished putting his tools away. He flinched a bit in surprise as Flip came up to him to thank him and patted his back mid yawn.
"Nah! It’s nothin’ really. No sweat. Just glad I could …" he then suddenly trailed off after he heard her say who it was they were going to see next.
"S.. Santa Claus?! … Ya mean Father Christmas?! With the red coat, white beard, an’ bowl full a jelly! That Santa?!" Mouse stammered in an excited tone just as any child … or any believer … would. With a new spring in his step, it didn’t take very long for the furry, little Steampunk sprite to get back into his somewhat tight, clumpy snow suit.
As they both finished getting ready, Mouse could hear what sounded like barking from just outside the cabin door. Quirking a brow, he scampered on all fours over to the window to investigate. Taking a breath, he blew on a spot on the glass and used his sleeve to rub away the frosty fog that clouded up his view. Through the clear spot, he could see a team of dogs hitched up to a nicely made sled.
"Hey! Is .. Is that for us?" he curiously inquired as he looked back to Flip.
A broad grin stretched over the Fairy’s sharp teeth, and a merry twinkle flashed in her eyes. There was nothing quite so energizing as basking in the glow of another being’s excitement. She reached a hand out to Mouse’s shoulder and tugged a zipper more tightly into place before answering. Once the chill of the northern winds got into your bones, it was tough to ease out.
"Of course it is. It’s much more fun to sled through the snow than fly, and these fellas don’t get much opportunity to run around unless the Elves are going out." she replied, nuzzling against one of the animal’s furry cheeks. "Have a seat? I’ll steer if you don’t mind. I know where we’re going, after all."
The newly repaired toy citizens bowed their thanks in unison and opened up the door for the tinkerer and the Fairy. The driving snow pushed hard into the room, but the toys hardly seemed to mind, simply shrugging and fetching brooms to sweep it out upon the exit of their guests.
"Don’t forget to let Mr. Bear know that you can be added to the gift roster for this coming Christmas!” Flip called out through the howls of the heavy weather.
She would wait for Mouse to become comfortably settled before signaling the take-off. The puppies barked happily and dug into the snow bank to shoot forward to their destination. At first, nothing could be seen though the screen of snowflakes. Close on twenty minutes went by with no visible way to tell if the pair were headed in the right direction, but Flip didn’t seem too perturbed. The speed and adrenaline were far too exciting to worry… until a heavy BOOM crashed directly beside the sled, showering the puppies in a tidal wave of snow. Thankfully, they were JUST able to slide out of the way.
"Huh. Looks like the abominable snowman is out. I don’t suppose you have any explosives on you? They’re easily distracted by bright, shiny things, but if I fire off Magics in the snow, they’ll be able to follow the trail of light right to us!" Flip called out through the roar of the wind.