A/N:
hey i'm back! and I'm back with an epilogue! :o gasp!
lol. anyways, enjoy. this was a fun chapter to write. :D
i do not own The Santa Clause.
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Epilogue
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Bernard walked around the factory floor, hands behind his back, watching over the working elves.
It was July, and everyone was off their break and working for next Christmas.
"Bernard!" Curtis called, running across the factory floor. He cringed, 'and I thought I'd go the day without bad news.'
He turned around, and glanced down at the shorter elf. "What is it Curtis?" he asked. Curtis took in a breath, "You have a visitor."
"That's it?" Bernard asked.
Curtis nodded, "They're waiting outside the factory doors."
"Wait. They're?" Bernard asked, slightly confused.
Curtis nodded, "They said they had to see you as soon as possible."
"What did they look like?" Bernard asked, hoping, more like praying, it wasn't the people he was thinking of.
Curtis thought for a second, "Um, boy and a girl. The girl had curly brown hair and the boy had black short hair-" he stopped mid-sentence as Bernard ran past him and up the stairs to the factory doors.
'Why are they here?! What in all things Christmas came over them to come here?!' he thought franticly.
He made it outside, but was surprised not to see the two faces in mind.
"Where'd they go?" he mumbled. "Bernard!" Curtis called, running outside. "What's the problem?"
He shook his head, "Nothing. I just have to look for them. You watch the shop until I get back." he quickly looked Curtis in the eye, "Don't mess up." he said sternly.
Curtis shook his head, "Please! I'm not like I was before! I've grown and matured."
"That was only three years ago." Bernard said dully.
"Don't you have visitors you have to find?" Curtis shot back. Bernard huffed and ran down the stairs and into the snow outside.
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Trish walked out of the Blue Prints room, stretching her arms above her head. 'Phew! A whole days worth of designs done in half the time. I need a nap.' she thought, yawning.
She made her way down the hall but bumped into someone, falling down to the floor.
"Ow," she groaned. She looked up and saw a girl, only an inch or two shorter then Trish, with frizzy light brown hair and a white sweater with a long pale green skirt.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" she said, extending her arm to help Trish up. She accepted it and pushed herself off the floor. "It's alright. I wasn't watching where I was going." Trish said.
The woman nodded, "Um, do you mind telling me where the head elf's office might be?" she asked.
Trish shook her head, "Sorry, I don't believe he has an office. But if you need help finding him I can help you."
The woman smiled, "Oh, thank you so much! This place is so big I need all the help I can get. I'm Leah, by the way."
Trish smiled, "No problem. I'm Trish. Nice to meet you Leah. Just follow me, okay?" Leah nodded and the two of them walked down the hall.
"By the way, my husband is also looking for Bernard." Leah told Trish. Trish smiled, "Oh, how sweet! You're married? How long?"
Leah grinned, "Oh, about 1,801 years."
Trish's eyes got wide, "Daamn! I've been here on earth about 1,510 years and I can't image being married for that long."
Leah laughed, "Well, if you find the right person, you can spend that long with them. Christopher and I could never think of our time together as long. To us it seems like not enough. He and I live in the real world so even with our magic we have to worry about all sorts of things, so we're always together."
Trish glanced at the girl, 'She looks so familiar…where have I seen her before?' Trish thought.
Leah looked out onto the factory floor as they finally got to the railing. She grinned and waved her hand, "Christopher! Christopher, up here!" she shouted.
Trish looked out onto the railing and saw the person Leah was calling to. He was taller then most of the elves, but still an elf. He had short, wavy black hair and wore something similar to Bernard's style of clothing, minus the hat.
He made his way to the stairs and over to the two girls.
'Wait a second…these too look a lot like…' Trish gasped as Leah introduced Christopher to Trish.
"You're Bernard's parents?!" Trish asked, almost shouting to so the whole factory could hear.
Leah grinned, "Yup! We came here to surprise Bernard and his new girlfriend!"
"H-How did you know he had a girlfriend?" Trish asked.
"I figured it out. Plus Cupid told me." Leah smiled happily.
Trish sighed, 'Cupid can never keep his mouth shut, can he?' she wondered to herself.
"Um, well then, it's nice to finally meet you." Trish said, extending her hand to shake. "I'm Bernard's girlfriend, Trish."
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Bernard was about to pull his hair out. Where were his parents?! He looked everywhere they might be. From his house to their favorite Cocoa shop. They were no where to be found!
He walked back into the factory, arms crossed and eyes glazed over as he thought.
'Why would they come here anyway? There is nothing new and nothing going on. I never got around to telling them about me and Trish but how in the world would they find out? Trish doesn't have their number so she couldn't have called them.'
"Bernard!" a female voice shouted. He broke out of thoughts and looked to where the voice was coming from.
Mel ran up to him, her skates hanging from her shoulders. "What is it? Is something wrong?" Bernard asked, worried as to why Trish's boss had to leave the Blueprints room to talk to him.
"Nothing's wrong. I was just looking for Trish. Do you know if she went home? I need to talk to her about some of the designs she came up with." Mel explained.
"Nothing bad, I hope." Bernard chuckled. Mel shook her head.
"Sorry, but I haven't see Trish since this morning." he told her. Mel sighed, "Drat. Alright, thanks anyway."
Bernard watched as Mel walked past him and down the small steps to the factory floor. He looked around the factory floor, 'Where would Trish go other then home? I was just there and I didn't see her there or on the way back.'
Bernard walked back outside of the factory and down the steps into the snow. He completely forgot about the fact his parents were somewhere in the Pole, and started to worry about where Trish ran off to.
The moment he stepped off the last step of the stairs outside, he cringed at what he heard.
"Bur-Bear! There you are!" a happy female voice shouted.
He looked over to the closest cocoa shop and saw her mother running up to him, locking him in the tightest hug imaginable.
"M-Mom! I-I c-can't b-breath!" He choked out. She let go of him, and started looking him up and down, "My, my, my! Is this really my little Bernie?!" she asked.
"Mom, its Bernard-!"
"Have you been eating?! You look so thin! And look at your hair! I thought I told you, you should cut it! It's getting so long!" She kept babbling.
Bernard looked behind his mother and saw Trish walking next to his Father; he had a smug look on his face and Trish was laughing at the little mother/son reunion going on in front of her.
Leah grabbed Bernard's ear and pulled him and peered into them, causing Bernard to yelp as he bent down slightly.
"Have you been cleaning your ears Bernie?" She asked. Bernard stepped back, rubbing his ear, "Yes! Every day, mom." he answered.
"Hey Bernard!" Trish said happily, walking up next to Bernard and Leah.
"Hello Dad, Trish." he said through gritted teeth.
'Why is she with my parents?!' he thought rapidly. "You wouldn't believe our luck Bur-Bear!" Leah said happily.
Trish crossed her arms and tried best to hide her laughter, "Bur-Bear?" she questioned, looking at Bernard and his father. Bernard rolled his eyes. 'Why did she have to use that nickname in front of Trish?!'
"After Cupid was so nice to inform us of our only son falling in love with someone we rushed over!" Leah continued. Bernard flushed and sent his mom a glare. Even though Bernard wasn't embarrassed of Trish herself, he was embarrassed of people gawking over the fact he was in a relationship. He himself thought he'd never fall in love, and would think the strangest things if he knew about this a year earlier.
"And wouldn't you know it that we couldn't find you and instead your girlfriend," Leah paused and covered her mouth slightly, "who my son is living with out of holy wedlock," she mumbled, even though Bernard was close enough to hear it. Bernard gritted his teeth. 'UGH!' "And we've been chatting in that cocoa shop ever since! Isn't that great?" Leah finished.
Bernard pressed his fingers to his forehead and tried his best to hide his sigh.
"It was a pleasure meeting both of you. How long will you be staying?" Trish asked, taking a step forward to Leah and Bernard. Leah wrapped an arm around Trish's shoulder, "Oh, a week or two. Just to catch up and talk. I'd love to learn more about you and your life before you came to the Pole, Trish. After all, we've only spent the last hour talking about yours and my son's relationship." she said, leading her away from Bernard.
"Can you wait, please? I'd like to get my coat and join you." Bernard called.
The three of them stopped in their tracks, "Well hurry! Oh and put that nice boy, Curtis, in charge while you're gone! You probably won't be coming back to work today." Leah called.
Bernard sighed and nodded running back up the factory steps.
'Out of all the people Trish could run into, she has to run into my parents! She only has that kind of luck! And I really hoped it would be just me and her tonight…' Bernard thought, a frustrated look painted onto his face.
Bernard walked to the coat room and grabbed his coat out off one of the many shelves. It was amazing he knew which one was his, considering mostly all of the elves hung their coats and hats in the coat room.
He walked over to the door, stopping quickly when we spotted Curtis walking out of the of the rooms.
"Curtis!" Bernard shouted. When Curtis stopped to look at him Bernard continued, "You're in charge for the rest of the day now. I have to," Bernard paused, not all too happy about what he was going to say, "My parents are here and they want to talk to me and Trish. I have to leave." he continued.
Curtis paused then nodded his head happily, excited to be able to watch over the factory for the whole rest of the day while Bernard was away.
Bernard reached deep into his pants pocket with his left hand while he put on his jacket with his right.
He pulled out a small velvet box and placed it in his right hand while he slipped his left arm into the coat.
Opening the box, it showed a small, but very beautiful, diamond ring. One medium size diamond in the middle and two smaller diamonds on either side with the whole ring a silver color.
He smiled to himself, remembering his "surprise" for Trish, but then frowned at the thought of probably having to do it in front of his parents, especially his mother. She'd probably have a hysterical fit and call every elf in the North Pole.
He closed the lid of the box and stuffed it into his coat pocket as he made his way outside to his family.
"About time! Come on Bernard, I wanna hear more stories about you as a baby!" Trish called happily as she saw him walk down the steps.
"Yeah! Trish is really interested in your childhood Bernie! I like her!" Leah called happily, tightening her grip around Trish's shoulder.
Bernard smiled and rolled his eyes. 'It amazes me that I've fallen in love with this girl.' he thought, putting his hands in his coat pockets and happily gripping the velvet box; that box holding an important key to his future with Trish. And this, he wasn't all that embarrassed to think about.
The end.
A/N:
did you enjoy like i hoped you would? I hope so! :D
anywayyy...yeah i told you Bernard's parents were gonna show up again! lol.
I like how i wrote Bernard's mom. shes kinda like the mom you see in movies or tv. the mom who had the silly nicknames for her children and loves telling silly stories about her kids when they were kisd and all that cheesy stuff. haha. and it does make Bernard wouldnt like the idea of Trish with his mom. i mean...she could tell Trish every embarrassing thing about Bernard that Santa probably doesnt even know about! so i hope you dont think hes a little too harsh. sorry if you do.
also, i'm learning how to multi task!!! because as we speak im writing my HunnyxOC story for Ouran high School Host Cluband an Alice in Wonderlandstory (based off the Tim Burton film). and i'll be posting them around the same time probably. MAYBE. i really wanna write both these stories and hopefully i'll do so. :D yay. lol. anyways...
review&fave!! (NO need to alart this story anymore. i wont really be posted any more chapters anymore since this is the epilogue. but do alart me as an author! :D haha)
tootles!
~Taylor