I watched the Nutcracker Fantasy , The Nutcracker Prince and the Nutcracker from Jetlag Productions. I decided to use elements from all three stories when making my fanfic. I figured this fitting as it's going to be Christmas soon. This is my second Christmas fanfic. Before beginning a lil clearing up. The name Hans will be used instead of Frans, as I liked Hans as a name. Clara will be about 16,rather than a child and taller. Now without further ado, The Fantasy Nutcracker Prince.
Characters-
Clara-Nutcracker Fantasy
Nutcracker/Hans-The nutcracker Prince
Fritz-The Nutcracker Prince
Drosselmeyer-The nutcracker from Jetlag productions
Princess Perlipat-The nutcracker Prince
Extras from the Nutcracker from Jetlag Productions
Ch 1-Christmas Eve
The living room was grandly decorated with Christmas decorations as Clara chased after Fritz, her brother. The young boy ran carrying a box of chocolates.
"Fritz, quit hogging all the chocolates. Let me have one!'' Clara cried out before stopping in awe of the living room. While Clara had seen many Christmases, this being her sixteenth Christmas, she still was taken aback by how beautiful the Christmas tree looked. The tree was the tallest and the widest she had ever seen, decorated with many different decorations including gingerbread cookie decorations and candy canes. Her eyes caught ahold of a nutcracker nestled in the branches. It instantly distracted her from the festivities within the sitting room.
"Where did you come from?'' She said to herself as she retrieved the nutcracker. She was still a bit of a child and found the doll to be oddly enchanting. She stared at the nutcracker, his eyes were a deep shade of chocolate brown, his hair was black and he was wearing a red uniform. He had a lovely smile.
"You like him Clara?'' Drosselmeyer asked his godchild.
Before Clara could answer Fritz took it.
"Cool a nutcracker!''
"Fritz-''
"Clara let him see it.'' Drosselmeyer said soothingly. Clara gave him as her brother started cracking nuts with her beloved toy. Suddenly there was a loud crack. Clara's eyes widened. Her nutcracker was broken, his teeth scattered all over the carpet.
"Fritz, you dummy! Oh! You broke him.'' She said picking up the broken pieces. She undid her hair ribbon and bandaged his jaw before her brother ran off to play with the other children.
"You like him, Clara?'' her uncle asked as she cradled him in her arms.
"I do.''
"You couldn't, Clara.''
"He's precious.''
"His face is ugly.''
"No, it's not.'' She said looking angry.
"Admit it he's ugly.'' He said as he sat in the big arm chair near the fire. Clara turned and watched the other dancers. She watched the older girls dance with the young men, herself becoming instantly bored, before turning back to the doll she held.
"Alright maybe he is, but I love him. He's precious really. I love him.'' Clara admitted.
"Would you like to know the story of how the Nutcracker came to be?''
"Oh yes, Godfather Drosselmeyer! Please.'' Clara said as she sat by the fire.
"Alright it all began in with mice.''
"Mice?'' she echoed confused.
"Mice. You see the mice lived in the castle of a king and Queen and their daughter princess Perlipat. The mice were a nuisance. So much so that they even caused chaos at the King's royal birthday party by eating his favorite Blue cheesecake. The king sent for the royal inventor Drosselmeyer and his nephew, Hans.''
"Drosselmeyer? Hmm you must be related to him.''
"It's a common name.'' he said quickly." Drosselmeyer made traps and succeeded in trapping all the mice except one-Madame Mouserink, Queen of the mice. She was so angry at seeing her family captured, she was thrown into a bitter rage. That night while the princess slept she put a curse on the child, making her hideously ugly.'' Clara cringed.
"The king and Queen were distraught and insisted Drosselmeyer got on a voyage to find a crackatooth nut – the cure for their daughter. He sailed around the world for thirteen years, dealing with all sorts of dangers with the king's advisor until….''
Drosselmeyer entered the tiny harbor town of Minden, and was greeted by his cousin. The stop was routine, going around every town and port asking if anyone had any information on the elusive crackatooth nut. His cousin, Klaus lived as a tailor in the town and had offered to board them for the night.
"How are you? Where have you been?''
"On a hopeless voyage for thirteen years searching the corners of the globe, in search of a miserable crackatooth nut to help the princess.'' He said tiredly. All he wanted was to find the stupid nut and go home.
"Well you're in luck. I just happen to have one.'' His cousin said holding the nut in his hand. Drosselmeyer snatched the nut from his cousin's hand.
"Tell me cousin. Just when did you get this nut?''
"You're not going to believe this, but I obtained this nut…Thirteen years ago.'' He said laughing. Drosselmeyer immediately attempted to strangle him.
"You had this for thirteen years and you didn't tell me!'' he screamed.
"What does it matter we got the nut!'' his friend said trying to calm the man down.
"Now all we have to do is find someone who's never shaved or worn boots.'' The advisor said before they rushed back to the king and queen.
Afterwards many men came to try to crack the crackatooth nut. The prize was princess Perlipat as a bride. Many men tried and many failed. Soon there was no one left. Hans out of desperation to calm the wailing princess tied. He succeeded. He handed the nut to the princess who ate it. She quickly transformed back into her beautiful self, much to the horror of the mouse queen.
"No! You will not get away with this! A curse on your head! You shall be a nutcracker! Forever! I will have my revenge one day. One day you will be destroyed.'' The mouse queen screeched pointing her scepter at the young man. Lights flashed as the spell took hold turning the man into a wooden nutcracker.
"Well you heard what the mouse queen said.''
"I heard what she said. She's going to destroy the nutcracker. Who cares. All I care about having my beautiful daughter back.''
"Your right. As soon as she marries my nephew he'll b under your protection.''
"Father, your joking. I won't marry such a homely doll. I forbid it.'' Princess Perlipat said angrily before laughing.
"Your leave and take that nutcracker with you.''
Drosselmeyer took the nutcracker out the grand throne room just as the kings advisor ran in.
"Drosselmeyer to me there's a way to undo Madame Mouserink's curse.''
"I'm listening.'' Drosselmeyer drawled interested.
"The spell will be broken when the nutcracker wins the heart of a lady in spite of his ugliness.''
"Oh, is that all.'' Drosselmeyer said sullenly as he walked away.
"That's a terrible story, Uncle Drosselmeyer.'' Clara said hugging the nutcracker close to her. He smiled at her childlike nature. She was still a child at heart and he was thankful for that.
"He's a prince at least.'' He said trying to lighten the mood.
"Prince of the dolls.'' Clara said still upset. She looked at the doll with her sad eyes.
"Still there's hope.''
"I know, he needs to win the heart of a fair young maiden.''
"Precisely.'' Drosselmeyer said smiling.
"Why are all stories the same?'' she asked out loud as she stared at the fire. She watched the flames dance, as she thought about the season
The party was over. Everyone was at home snug and warm in their beds. Clara was asleep huddled under the Christmas tree in a mountain of blankets. Drosselmeyer watched the young woman sleep, no doubt dreaming of something wonderful. He smirked upon seeing the nutcracker in her arms; his red hat peeking out from the numerous quilts. Despite being 16, she found that this was a tradition she couldn't break. It felt comforting. She knew she also wasn't going to be able to do this forever. She was getting older and would soon be eligible to become married. Still she hoped to hold that off for a little longer. Drosselmeyer knew that about his godchild. He was pleased at her independent nature. She was just the person to pull off the impossible.
Her mother walked in to find Uncle Drosselmeyer asleep in the arm chair, the fire low.
"Let her sleep. It's bad luck to wake someone from a good dream.'' He said, startling the woman.
"Oh, I thought you were asleep.''
"I was merely resting my eyes.''
"Alright, just for tonight.'' her mother said looking at her daughter, who was fast asleep.
"My dear lets leave her be and get some cocoa. I believe a late-night snack is in order.'' He said ushering the woman out of the room to let his god daughter sleep.