Father Xmas trapped in a bottle
By Alexandra Riera
The bottle had been bouncing in the sea for what was now almost a whole year and when it was found it was fished out by a plump pirate at sea who on seeing the bottle thought it to be a letter from his girlfriend. Morton Buckshot was very surprised when he saw that there was a little figure inside it. He cracked the bottle open on the deck and out came this little man all dressed in red, hat included.
“Thanks heavens you got me out!” cried the little man on landing on the floor. “I’m Father Christmas, nice meeting you Buckshot.”
Morton Buckshot didn’t hear the little man and pocketing his loot in his pocket went to the mess. As he walked in he was greeted warmly and invited to join the crew in the early Christmas celebrations.
Little Father Christmas jumped out of Buckshot’s pocked and climbed onto the main table. The sight was awing. Twenty pirates gathered together, all of them with swords buckled at their belts and smelling of rotten fish making a terrible racket.
“Ahoy Brethren of the Coast” He shouted from the middle of the table.
The pirates shut up instantly and looked at him in surprise. Captain Snark picked him up for examination and as he was about to dump him in the nearest barrel of rum, the cook, who had been kidnapped five years ealier in the North Pole, told them that he shouldn’t drown the little creature as it was Father Christmas.
“And … who’s Father Christmas matey?” asked the Captain.
“He’s the guy who brings presents at Christmas.” Said the cook shaking.
“No, he’s not, it’s the Three Wise Kings who bring presents.”
“It might be so where you come from Cap´n, but in the North, it’s Father Christmas who brings presents.”
“Let him go Cap´n, we’ll have double presents” shouted one very ugly pirate.
“Come on Cap´n Snark. Let him go!” they all shouted.
Captain thought of the advantages of having two lots of presents at Christmas and released Father Christmas gently on to the table.
“It’s not Christmas yet. Two months to go yet… what are you doing here? Asked the Captain.
“I was doing an experiment in my laboratory and I got stuck in a bottle. I cried for help but no one heard. when I saw the cleaning elf come I thought I was saved but she threw me in the bin and that’s how I ended up here. I need help. Will you take me back to the North Pole?”
“All hands on deck!” Shouted Captain Snark. “Let’s sail north!”
Father Christmas and the pirates arrived in the North Pole just a few days before Christmas and from that Christmas onwards Captain Snark and his crew got two lots of presents at Christmas and were happy to be the only ones to have the privilege as no one else in the southern coasts they used to sail knew about Father Christmas.
© 2005 Alexandra Riera