Speaker 1: Welcome to micro Terrors, scary stories for kids where it's
always the spooky season, full of chills, thrills, and spine
tingling spooks. Micro Terrors are family friendly frights for those
ages eight and up, and while our stories are for
younger years, we are still talking about things that go
bump in the night, and some children may not be
able to handle what others can. Parental consent is recommended
now for tonights micro terror.
Speaker 2: Operation Cornered Kringle, the rescue sleigh pod blew through the
snowy night, its bells jingling with urgency and Christmas music
dramatically blaring through the speaker system. The wind and snow
blew hard in the faces of the sleighs three occupants,
but they didn't mind. They didn't have time to mind.
They were too focused on the mission. Three Northpoleon elves,
decked out in holiday hued stealth garments, commanded the aircraft
reserved for unthinkable matters like this one. Two minutes until
we reach our target. Tinsel Bottom, the brave leader of
the Elf squad, informed his team, can I get a
snowfall reading Tricksy acute little tech Elf pulled up the
readings on the dashboard monitor.
Speaker 3: Just under it, foot of snow, mister pincil Bottom and
steel falling.
Speaker 4: Shall I engage the.
Speaker 2: Skis indeed, tinsel Bottom said. He leaned over Tricksy's shoulder
and swiped through the images on the monitor until he
came to a digital map at the neighborhood they were
heading to. He zoomed in on the target house and
studied the roof layout.
Speaker 4: Given that Santass parked here.
Speaker 2: Tinsel Bottom said, pointing to a specific area on the roof,
we should be able to park here. He pointed to
a secondary location on the roof. This should be quick elves,
tinsel Bottom said, addressing Trixy first and then turning his
attention to the yelp in the back of the sleigh pod.
He was the mysterious brute of the team. You wore
a full beard decorated in small ornaments. His hat was
pulled down far enough to where his eyes were barely visible.
He smacked a piece of chewy peppermint in his mouth
and remained silent.
Speaker 5: You understand pear drop a quick and easy extraction.
Speaker 2: None of the bells and whistles you crave, tinsel Bottom said,
worried that pear Drop's loose cannon personality could compromise the mission,
just as it had so many other times. The mission
last Christmas saw a pair Drop fight off our herd
of lamas after landing on the wrong farm to retrieve
a sack of missing presents. The year before, he accidentally
initiated Christmas a month early and had to use a
series of glitter flares to guide the reindeer back to
the north Pole before they were seen on radar. Do
you understand, tinsel Bottom repeated. Pair Drops smacked the peppermint
between his lips again before responding yeah, yeah, I hear
you at tinsil Bottom. Tinsel Bottom nodded, hesitant to believe
the elf, but he had no choice. This was the
team that was assembled for him. Thirty seconds Tricksy announced,
hitting a button on the dash that unlatched the skis
underneath the sleigh pod. Switching to stealth mound, she hit
another button which cloaked the pod from all radar detection.
Prepare for landing, tensil Bottom shouted over the music and wind.
The sleigh pod zoomed through the sky flew over a
small neighborhood on the outskirts of town and then landed
on the roof of the target house, sliding to a
stop next to Santa's sleigh, which was helmed by his
eight trusty and experienced reindeer. Tinsel Bottom hopped out of
the pod and approached the reindeer. An he updates from
the Big Man, he asked. Dasher, The deer at the
front of the line turned his head.
Speaker 4: Wow.
Speaker 2: Nice response time, He said, No, no updates since the
first transmission. It was also the last one.
Speaker 4: Tell me again, so we have all the information.
Speaker 2: Tinsel Bottom said, plugging in an earpiece transmitter and pulling
on a tactical vest lined with glitter bombs. He earned
himself with a peppermint shooter. Pair Drop did the same,
only instead of equipping a standard issue shooter, he opted
for the more destructive candy cane cannon. Dasher reiterated what
he had reported to home base. Santa went down to
chimney and decided to eat the cookies first. He usually
waits until the end, but he said something about a
raspberry filling that he just had to try. He went
silent for a couple of minutes and then came back
over the radio in a full blown panic. Shouting things
about being quartered by a toblerone. The signal cracked and
went dead after that. We haven't heard from him since.
Toell Blarons, pair Drop scoffed the spike strips of the
candy World. Tinsel Bottom shook his head.
Speaker 5: There's got to be more to it than that. Send
the nose to step over Toberones. That's taught in basic training.
Training that he approved. Trixy pull up and telling the
homeowners please Trix. He tapped a few buttons on the
sleigh pods monitor information on the house and its owners
flooded onto the screen. Trixy ran off the highlights.
Speaker 4: The house was.
Speaker 3: Built in nineteen ninety two previous owners before the new
occupants took over five years ago. Jack and Wendy holleran
no pets on record, but they do have a helper
monkey named Trixy.
Speaker 2: Stopped speaking and looked to her squad leader to Blerone,
no one corners, especially a monkey, pair Drop growled with aggression.
Tinsel Bottom turned back to Dasher. We'll get him out
of here. You guys will be back on course in
no time. We're just gonna have to do this carefully
and organized. Tinsel Bottom turned back to his squad, just
in time to see pear Drop deposit himself into the chimney.
Hair Drop, he shouted, tricksy, hit the pod.
Speaker 4: Running.
Speaker 2: Tincil Bottom ran across the snowy roof of the house
and leaped into the chimney. He hit the bottom, a
large puff of soot swirled around him. He coughed and
crawled out into the festively decorated living room. The tree
was lit and glowing with every color of the rainbow.
Santa's sack of gifts sat unopened next to it. Pair Drop,
tinsel Bottom called out in a loud whisper. He scanned
the room but didn't see his famously disobedient trooper anywhere.
He armed himself with his peppermint shooter and crept through
the room. He stepped on something that crunched beneath his
pointy shoes. He looked down, lifting his foot off a
gooey red mess raspberry. He answered to himself. The crunch
beneath his shoes was a crumb from the cookie. Ahead
of him, he saw a trail of cookie crumbs. Tinsel
Bottom stealthily followed the trail. He tapped his earpiece and
whispered back to the pod. Tricksy, do you have a
position on Santa or a Paar Drop? Trixie's voice cracked
over the earpiece.
Speaker 6: Yes, pure drops pining in the dining room. Santa's signal
this week, but it's coming from somewhere in the foyer.
It's just past the dining room. I have several heat
signatures off bulb format. Stay frosty.
Speaker 2: Roger that, tinsil Bottom responded. He aimed his peppermint shooter
ahead and continued to follow the cookie crumbs. They led
him into the dining room. Garland and lights were strung
around the windows and on the mantle, giving a warm,
festive glow to the room. Across the room, ducked behind
a decorative fern was Pair Drop. He was positioned with
candy cane cannon aimed into the next room, the foyre.
Tinsel Bottom tapped his earpiece again. Para Drop, you have
a visual.
Speaker 1: He asked.
Speaker 4: Absolutely.
Speaker 2: Peardrop's voice crackled over the piece.
Speaker 6: I'm going to.
Speaker 2: Engage, no, tinsel Bottom whispered loudly.
Speaker 5: This needs to be a smooth and buy the numbers extraction.
No bellsy whistles.
Speaker 6: Remember.
Speaker 2: Paar Drop didn't respond. And tinsel Bottom watched his trooper
on the other side of the room remove his earpiece,
set it on the floor, and smash it with his
pointed shoe. Par Drop then grabbed an ornament shaped glitter
bomb from his tactical vest and launched it into the foyer.
Tinsel Bottom cringed as he waited for the impact. The
glitter bomb shattered in the foyer, rupturing into an explosion
of colored smoke and sparkles. From within the disarray of
radiance and glitter, Toblerone emerged, flying through the colorful chaos.
He wore Santa's hat and screeched as he landed on
par Drop. Toberone flashed, his teeth, sharp and dripping with saliva.
He acted mannic like a rabid security guard on the
night shift. Pair Drop pulled the trigger on the candy
cane canon just as Toblerone clobbered him to the ground.
A candy cane was launched and shattered against the wall,
sending sticky shards everywhere and filling the dining room with
the sweet scent of peppermint. Tinsel Bottom rushed in, aiming
his shooter. He pulled the trigger, popping off several rounds
of peppermint candies. They pelted Tobererone on his side and butt.
The crazed monkey spun around and screeched viciously at tinsel Bottom,
his eyes burning with hostility. Tinsel Bottom in turn flipped
on his laser scope and fired a peppermint directly into
the animal's mouth. Toberon snapped his jaws shut like a vice,
smashing the candy, and then seemed to actually enjoy its
minty flavor. The diversion bought Para Drop enough time to
climb to his feet and used the hook end of
his candy cane shaped weapon to ge Toblerone back. But
Toberone wasn't going down without a fight. He thrashed and
rolled around until he was free from the hook's grasp.
Tinsel Bottom advanced into the room, popping off round after round,
peppering Toberone continuously until he was able to slide into
the foyer. Pear Drop aimed his cannon again, but to
Barone smacked it out of his grip with unrelenting force.
The cannon flew across the room, and the monkey screeched victoriously.
Paar Drop then ripped another glitter bomb off his vest
and held it into the air like he was about
to smash it to the ground, like a magician preparing
to disappear in a cloud of smoke. To Blerone went silent,
now knowing what the glitter bombs were capable of, and
he didn't like it. His lips quivered with a mix
of fear and anger. I'll do it, Para Drop threatened.
The two combatants stared into one another's eyes with a
mutual respect for each other's dedication and character. Tinsel Bottom
rushed into the foyer, scanning the room but not getting
a visual on Santa. He tapped his earpiece tricksy, where
a small voice came over the speaker fifty lift. Tinsel
Bottom turned to his left and saw a closet door
with raspberry fillings smeared on the knob. He advanced again
and opened the door. Santa cowered on the floor, raspberry
jelly caked into the hairs of his beard. Mister Tinselbottom,
Santa exclaimed. Tinsel Bottom smiled and tapped his earpiece. Subject recovered,
he proudly announced, while Para Drop held Toborone in place,
but the thread of another glitter explosion. Santa set the
presence under the tree before escaping back up the chimney.
Tinselbottom escorted him to his sledge, where he settled back
in wait. Santa exclaimed, my hat. He touched his freezing
cold bald head and remembered how Toberone stole it from
him and teased him with an arrogant monkey dance. I'm
most Santo without my hat. Never fear, pear Drop shouted
as he flew from the chimney with Santa's hat it
placed it upon his head. Christmas is saved now thanks
to you three, Santa said, just doing our job, Sir
tinsel Bottom said, giving Santa a fistbump.
Speaker 4: Go now you have to make up for lost time.
Speaker 2: Mer Christmas elves, Santa shouted as he commanded his eight
reindeer to fly. Within seconds, they lifted off and were
out of sight. Tinsel Bottom and pear Drop climbed back
into the sleigh pod and Tricksy set the course for
the North Pole.
Speaker 5: Pear Drop, good working holding off Toberone with another glitter bomb.
You were able to buy us the time we needed,
tinsel Bottom said, Honored to have been a part of
another successful mission, Thank you, mister tinsel bottom. The monkey
didn't seem to lack those bombs, it was only logical
to utilize them, so that the sleigh pod lifted off
the roof, and just as it was about to soar
away into the snowy night, pear Drop slyly pressed a
button on his remote detonator, causing a loud crack and
boomed from the house below them, and.
Speaker 2: A volcanic geyser of red, green and gold glitter and
smoke from the chimney. The elves could hear Toberone's frantic
shrieks from below as they flew away, and pair Drop
cranked up the Christmas tunes to drown him out. Thank
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