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Pasha the Taman
Rudolph
Legacy Name: Rudolph
The
Chibi AntlephoreOwner:
GandalfAge: 15 years, 9 months, 5 days
Born: July 19th, 2008
Adopted: 10 years, 6 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: October 13th, 2013
Pet Spotlight Winner
February 1st, 2017
Statistics
- Level: 2
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 11
- Speed: 11
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 2
- Books Read: 1
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Toys in every store
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be
On your own front door"
- It's Beginning to Look a Lot like Christmas by Bing Cosby
Chapter One
Once upon a time, there was a boy named Rudolph Klaus. Rudolph had always dreamed of becoming a hero. Every evening, he would sit wide-eyed in front of the fire, a mug of dark, hot chocolate in his hands, while Grandmother told him about adventurers and heroines, of guardians and pioneers. There was Gunter the Bear, who once saved a princess from a giant serpent. There was Madga the Clever, who outwitted a dragon with only her voice, and Hans the Bard, whose song was so beautiful that even the birds stopped to listen.
After the stories ended, after the fire settled into glowing embers and Rudolph’s forgotten hot chocolate had long since gone cold, Rudolph would leap to his feet. His eyes would glow with visions of honor and glory. “Tomorrow, I will become a hero too!”, he would declare.
Grandmother always smiled at him and ruffled his hair. “Yes,” she always said, “one day, when you are 16 years old, you will be old enough to leave the village and seek adventure. But right now, you are only a little boy. You are too young to be defeating dragons, rescuing princesses, and singing famous songs. Be patient, my dear.”16 was so far away though, Rudolph would always think to himself. How could he possibly wait eight more years before he could be Rudolph the Brave or Rudolph the Wise instead of just Rudolph, just another little boy in a another little village?
Chapter Two
One afternoon, Rudolph was running errands in the village market. He had just finished his last job, and had lined up for a roasted sweet potato at one of the many food carts. All of a sudden, he heard a yelp, followed by a loud crash. He turned around. Sprawled on the ground was a girl about his age, with blond ringlets and blue eyes. The tin box in her hands had burst when she fell, and now dozens of crushed cookies littered the snow.
“No!” the girl cried, “No, no, no.” Her eyes filled with tears.
The girl’s mother rushed over to her side. “Mama, I’m sorry!” the girl sobbed, “You and Papa saved so much money to buy these cookies, and I ruined them!”
“It’s okay, Mitzi,” the mother said, “It was a mistake.” The mother tucked one of Mitzi’s blonde curls behind her ear. “Come here, let’s go home. We’ll buy another tin next month, okay?"
Mitzi nodded. She took her mother’s hand, and the two of them walked away from the market.
Chapter Three
Later that evening, Rudolph asked his grandmother, “Nana, is there somebody named Mitzi living in this village?”
Grandmother looked up from her knitting. “Yes, I think so,” she said, tapping her chin with a silver knitting needle. “I believe her papa is the woodcarver, Mr. Lindholm.”
“Does she live nearby?”
“We’ve passed by their house before, sweetie. Theirs is the little cottage right next to the shoemaker.”
“I saw her today in the town square. She had this really pretty tin of cookies, but she slipped in the snow and dropped them all.”Rudolph’s grandmother looked out the window towards the Lindholm’s cottage. “Oh, the poor thing,” she sighed. “I wish we could help.”
Chapter Four
Rudolph left the house early next morning, right as the first blush of dawn touched the snow-covered village. A few candles flickered in front of curtained windows, and thin wisps of smoke trailed from some of the chimneys. The whole world looked to be asleep. Rudolph knew however, that soon the sky would give way to clear, golden sunlight. The shopkeepers would wake first. They would climb out of bed and prepare their wares for the day: bolts of vibrant cloth, drawers of cinnamon and cloves and nutmeg, and cups of caramel sweets for the children. After the shopkeepers would be the parents. Fathers would come outside in thick scarves and hats to shovel the snow, while mothers would fill the house with the smells of frying bacon and warm pancakes. Rudolph knew that there was all of this life and activity, and that it was waiting just at the brink of morning.
A gust of wind forced him to wrap his puffy, red coat closer around his body. Rudolph was unused to waking so early, but he wanted to surprise Mitzi Lindholm, and to do that, he needed to be awake before she was.The cookies had taken him all night to prepare. They were knobby, misshapen lumps of dough and chocolate chips, but he hoped they tasted good. He gripped the tray as he made his way down the cobblestone street, taking special care to avoid patches of morning ice. He couldn’t afford to drop these.
The Lindholm home was a modest cottage on the edge of the village. Its paint was faded from the elements and its wood had been replaced in parts, leaving the whole building with a curious patchwork appearance. Rudolph placed the tray on their front porch and knocked on the door. As soon as he heard footsteps coming down the stairs, he scurried behind a grove of pine trees.
Mr. Lindholm, a thin, bookish man with a small face and round glasses, stood on his porch in his threadbare pajamas. He turned his head, searching for the missing knocker, before he saw the tray of lumpy chocolate chip cookies. Rudolph watched the smile spread across his face as he called down his daughter.
“Mitzi, come look!”
Mitzi stumbled to the porch, one hand holding a worn teddy bear, and another one trying to rub the sleep from her eyes. The minute she saw the cookies however, her eyes lit up and she ran giggling into her father’s arms.
“Papa! Did you buy these cookies?”
“I didn’t. Somebody gave them to us.”
“Who?”
“I don’t know, sweetheart. Somebody very, very kind.”
Mr. Lindholm looked around again, then called out into the woods. “Whoever you are, thank you so much!”
Little Mitzi followed his lead. Cupping a tiny hand around her mouth, she yelled, “Thank you for the cookies, nice stranger! I’m so happy! You’re my hero!”
They walked inside the house with the tray, laughing and smiling the whole time. From behind the trunk of a pine tree, Rudolph was smiling too, a delighted, ear-to-ear smile. "You're my hero", Mitzi had said.
Chapter Five
The mother closed the storybook. “It’s almost your bedtime. You should go to sleep.” The fireplace had settled into glowing embers, and the girl's hot chocolate had long since gone cold.
“But Mama,” the little girl whined. “What happened next? Did Rudolph ever leave the village? Did he ever defeat dragons, or rescue princesses, or sing famous songs?"
The mother chuckled, tucking the blanket closer around her daughter. “No sweetheart, Rudolph never did leave the village. After he saw how happy his cookies made Mitzi, he decided he wanted to make all the other children happy too. He learned to make all sorts of wonderful toys and treats from his house-caramel popcorn balls, sweet sugar plums, bright red train sets, and beautiful lace dolls. He always delivered his presents in secret though, so nobody ever knew who the stranger was that brought so much joy to the children.”
“Eventually,” the mother continued, “the children made up their own stories about him from the scraps of rumors and tall tales that flitted through the village. They named him Santa Claus, and every year, they came to honor the little boy in the puffy red coat who made so many people happy.”
“And what about the Lindholm family?” The little girl asked, “What happened to Mitzi?”
“After that year, Mr. Lindholm’s business prospered. Mitzi could have all the treats she wanted, but she never forgot that first tray of lumpy chocolate chip cookies. She eventually started the most important Christmas tradition of all.”
The mother placed a handful of cookies onto a plate, then put the plate next to a glass of warm milk on the windowsill. “Every night before Christmas, Mitzi reminded the children to leave a glass of milk and a plate of cookies for Santa. It was a thank you to the stranger who brought so much joy into their lives, but to Rudolph it was also a reminder of the very important lesson he learned that first day.”
“What lesson was that, Mama?”
“That you don’t have to defeat dragons, or rescue princesses, or sing famous songs to be a hero. All you have to do is be kind.”
Others
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Santa Claus is Coming to Town by Michael Buble
It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year by Andy Williams
Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer From Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer
Jingle Bell Rock by Bobby Helms
Pet Treasure
Snowman Trinket
New Years Bell
Snow Trinket
Melody and Snow Fairies Knickknack
Nestler Nesting Dolls
Cozy Cottage Book
Lovely Snowcouple Knickknack
New Gingerbread House
Lone Reindeer Knickknack
Deluxe Melody Tree Topper
Ballerina Music Box
Chocolate Waterfall
Delphi Carnival Playset
Snow Covered Presents Knickknack
Miniature Ferris Wheel
Model Airplane Kit
Musical Carousel
Binx in a Luminaire Tree
Patchy Iguana Plushie
Neve Plushie
Antique Spinning Top
Luminaire Candy Tin
Jingle
Winter Sleigh Knickknack
Sleepy Vintage Ruffie Plushie
Patchy Gecko Plushie
Red Lighted Stocking
Luminaire Wrapping Paper
Seasonal Gingerbread Kit
Peppermint Macarons
Cupid Reindeer Plushie
Dog-Eared Toy Manual
Assorted Jelly Bean Mix
The Perfect Tree
Melodys Helper Surplus Wrapping Paper
Festive Porridge
Holiday Cookie Gift Box
Sugared Gumdrops
Lumineve Dog Treat
Peppermint Cocoa in a Jar
Comfy Vintage Popoko Plushie
Peppermint Shake
Lovely Vintage Ruffie Plushie
Chilly Teddy in a Shearling Coat Plushie
Snowman Sugar Cookie
Gingerbread Snowman
Gingerbread Apron
Peppermint Snowflake
Lovingly Wrapped Butter Cookies
Peppermint Swirl
Iced Smile
Gingham Vintage Kanis Plushie
Iced Peppernuts
Chocolate Peppermint Cookies
Chocolate Dipped Peppermint Sticks
Peppermint Swirl Cookies
Snowflake Latte
Walnut Brownies
Cinnamon Mulled Wine
Chocolate Drizzled Cherry
Luminaire Dessert Log Beanbag
Double Decker Red Velvet Cake
Gingerbread Kumos Cookie
Model Steam Train
Black Forest Cake
Cheap Holiday Antlers
Luminaire Gingerbread Beanbag
Picnic Vintage Antlephore Plushie
Peppermint Brownies
Cinnamon Chocolate Cookies
Melodys Special Brew
Chocolate Peppermint Bark Cookie
Oatmeal Lace Cookies
Stained Glass Cookie
Frosted Cookie with Sprinkles
Pressed Cookie
Thumbprint Cookie
Pecan Cinnamon Cookies
Luminaire Present Beanbag
Bakers Dozen Macadamia Cookies
Jinglers
Comet Reindeer Plushie
Luminaire Petit Four Beanbag
Yule Mule Plushie
Reindog
Sack of Candy
Sugar Dusted Jelly Doughnut
Snickerdoodle Cookies
Eggnog Pancakes
Eggnog Latte
Particularly Snug Hat
Luminaire Lamb Plushie
Patchy Camel Plushie
Patchy Tabby Plushie
Gray Cozy Scottie Plushie
Gift Horse Plushie
Baby Polar Bear
Luminaire in Ytiva
Festive Vintage Antlephore Plushie
Patchy Puppy Plushie
Molasses Cookies
Chai-Spiced Cookies