Christmas Inflatable Elf Novels & Stories

“Alright, what about exchanging gifts? So, you let me give you a present in exchange for the Roadster. What do you say?” V’s right eyebrow immediately shot up. “I’d accept a handkerchief from you just so you accept my Christmas present, princess.” “Well, what I’ll offer you is a little more exciting than just a handkerchief, V.” “Ok, let’s hear it.” Siel whispered into V’s ear, and the Alpha’s face showed shock, amazement, and delight all at the same time. “Are you SURE, Elena? That can’t possibly… I mean, coming from you…”

Christmas break was just around the corner. A high school group chat that had been dead for years suddenly became lively again. Messages flooded in by the hundreds within minutes. Some people talked about how excited they were to reunite, while others sighed nostalgically about how beautiful those years had been. The class president sent me a private message again, insisting that I attend no matter what. I had ignored every invitation before, but this time, I agreed. Because I wanted to see what they looked like once they failed and had nothing left.

Eden holds his hand on the table and rubs his knuckles, "Let's do it when it's finally time. I'd love to raise a baby with you," — When it gets a little dark in the evening, golden and red lights appear to enchant the village with their magic. Families gather around the Christmas stalls, buying wooden reindeers or Santa plushes. Leo walks around the market, holding both Eden and Harvey's hands. He looks adorable with his new elf beanie. He says he wants to help Santa make toys for the kids in the future. "Look! There's hot chocolate!" Leo points at a place called Granny's Choco. A woman with grey and white hair is sitting behind the wooden stall cutting dark chocolate tablets in small pieces

It was a Christmas of firsts for both Felix and Cassie. For Felix, this was the first time that his house had ever been decorated for Christmas. In the past, he had put up a plastic miniature tree if he remembered and while Hazel had still been alive, she had put up a menorah for the December festivities. Now, the decorations started right from the gates to the mansion, with the pathway leading to the house lined with colorful reindeer figurines, giant candy canes and plastic snowmen. The house was decked in strings of flashing Christmas lights that Felix was certain would be visible from space.

I was glad of the alone time, even if the flight was a bit precarious. As soon as we were over tree height, the elf was visible. She was a figure in the distance, walking slowly towards us, built entirely out of clouds. Not like a fluffy Stay Puft Marshmallow Man. She was solid with clearly defined muscles and hips and breasts, even pointed elf ears. But the surface was constantly moving. Like a piece of the sky had been folded into a living being, and the weather system was trapped inside. We were flying towards it as it walked towards us. I had perhaps twenty minutes to come up with a plan. That or keep flying and so long, suckers!

I swore I wouldn’t be that girlie mom, making my baby wear all kinds of stupid stuff but all that went right out the window especially once Grace started gifting me with all her second hand goodies. Speaking of my favorite Earthlings, they were here visiting for Christmas Eve, even though few on the island celebrate I want to make an effort for all those who do. I gaze at the pretty little pine tree in my bedroom, filled with mismatched ornaments made by all the kids at Sky Light. Popcorn strings, knitted booties and paper snowflakes. There were pinecones covered in glitter and real candy canes.

GOES DOWNHILL QUICK Derek’s POV “They seem to be having fun,” Elizabeth says, a smile evident in her tone as she watches the children and I follow her gaze, and she isn’t wrong. The backyard has been transformed into what can only be described as a six-year-old’s dream with bright balloons in every color imaginable are tied to chairs, railings, and even the low branches of the trees. A large inflatable slide dominates one corner, its glossy surface reflecting sunlight as children climb, squeal, and tumble down in endless cycles of joy. There’s a bouncy castle just beside it, already overcrowded, but somehow still accommodating more tiny bodies and right there in the middle of it all is Daren

There are still some sharp edges to be filed down, but overall, it feels so much better. We grab tinsel and garlands, and a package of beautiful ornaments in soft pastel colors. “You have to have something special for the top of the tree,” Elijah says once we’re nearly done. “Let me handle it.” He disappears down another aisle, leaving me with Luke and Benedict. We pass by some of the holiday outfits, and Luke nods to the one that’s supposed to be an elf. It’s not much more than a green leotard with a fluffy tutu skirt, adorned with red bows and small bells.

The birds cooed gaily not minding the whiter, foamier and more inviting snow that fell peacefully from the bluish sky. Perfection and high-spiritedness filled Fairford Overlook. Christmas flutes, fireworks and “Fairforders” teemed the streets – a few adults dressed in Santa's costumes while the kids that really did look like they had just arrived from the North Pole were dressed in green; Santa's elves, sharing gifts to all houses.

There was even a reindeer—though it wasn’t real—and Michael hopped up and down in excitement. “Welcome to the North Pole!” one of Santa’s elves said, ushering them toward the line. Santa was sitting on a throne off in the distance, his white beard and red velvety suit looking genuine and his cheeks glistening in the Christmas lights that hung like snowflakes from the ceiling. The elves guiding the children through the process were all wearing green costumes with red tights, their pointy shoes and hats with bells on them. Everywhere she looked, she saw smiling, excited faces, and she couldn’t help but let it lift her spirits. “Dad! There’s Hailey!” Michael shouted, pointing across the room to