Mrs. Claus pulled a tray of Apple Yum Yum out of the oven, and put it on the counter next to the Peanut Blossoms, which were cool enough to put on a tray to take to the table, where a group of Elves sat drinking Egg Nog and Cocoa. They had already munched through a bowl full of carrot sticks, and more Elves were coming through the door.
When people get worried, they find comfortable places--safe places where they can sit and deal with their worries. This is why kids often climb into their parents or grandparents laps when they're worried. They want to feel safe. Elves are the same way, but at the North Pole, when they get worried, they go to Mrs. Claus' kitchen.
All of the Elves were worried about the same thing--actually, they were worried about the same person.
"Waldo," said Timbo Elf, coming through the door, "said the Reindeer Games were silly!"
"He told me that Santa Spotting is a waste of time," said Twinkle Elf, shyly.
"And he said he wished there were no wish lists!" said Smitty Elf. "What's going on with Waldo?"
"My, oh my," said Mrs. Claus. "It seems like something's bothering him quite a bit. I've never seen him act this way before1"
"Yeah, said Holly Elf, "Waldo's always been a bit unusual, but he's never been mean. And right now, he's just acting mean."
Mrs Claus looked at the worried faces sitting around her kitchen table and smiled. "I'm bothered by the way Waldo's acting, but I must say I'm happy to see that so many of you care about him! It's nice to see that he has friends. Have you told him recently that you like him?
Smitty Elf looked at Timbo Elf. Timbo Elf looked at Holly Elf. Holly Elf looked at Louis Elf, who looked at Adamup Elf, who looked at Gizmo Elf, who looked at...well, you get the picture.
"Oh. I see," said Mrs. Claus. "You've all forgotten to tell him. Well, this might be a good time to tell him how you feel about him, otherwise, he might find other friends."
Just then, Jiller Elf burst into the kitchen. "I've just seen Waldo over at the edge of town," she said.
"What mean thing did he say to you?" asked Gizmo.
"He didn't say anything to me," said Jiller. "He was too busy. He was with some Yeti, and they were playing catch with him!"
"See?" said Mrs. Claus. "You ignored him, and now he's off playing ball with some Abominable Snowmen."
"You don't understand," said Jiller. "There's no ball. They're not throwing a ball to Waldo, they're using Waldo as a ball! They're playing catch with Waldo!"
How will Waldo get out of this? Should everyone be glad the Yeti don't have a bat? Keep reading The North Pole TImes to find out!