Wednesday 11 January 2017

I am soo sorry this Christmas post is late!
Christmas Time
Brandon walked into his bedroom carrying a remote control airplane, a bag of chocolate cookies, and a Vancouver Island model. Those were his Christmas presents. He looked at a little coin on his bedside table and sighed. It had been three months since his third visit to Magi-Land and he thought he might want to go again. He planned to go the next day when he could bring all he needed.
“Brandon!” Jan said happily when he saw Brandon. Brandon’s arms were full of presents and cards. Brandon handed Jan a card. “Oh, thanks so much!” Jan exclaimed. Brandon nodded happily at him.
Brandon walked to the new train station. A few floating metal platforms glided into a tunnel. Brandon stepped onto one, sitting down on a glowing blue bench. The train whizzed through the glass tube, all the scenery outside getting blurry. Now that Brandon wasn’t a newcomer, the ground was green and the sky was blue again. Grassland the voice of the train said as it came to a slow halt.
Brandon climbed out. No one followed him. The train seemed to be empty that day. “Merry Christmas!” Brandon shouted, handing Oaky and Oaka each a Christmas themed watering can and some wrapped shovels so they could shovel snow off their branches.
“Thanks!” Oaka squeaked excitedly.
“Yeah, and happy Christmas to you too,” Oaky smiled. “Bye” Brandon stumbled off away, to the field where S.O.M.L. was.
“Gobb?” Brandon yelled at a chair like stone in the snow that seemed to be sleeping.
“I’m awake! I’m awake!” Gobb scolded. “No need to yell!” Gobb opened his eyes and his face brightened when he saw Brandon. “Oh! Brandon, Merry Christmas! I wanted to shake your hand but my arms are very... sharp. Well, sit down.” Brandon smiled and sat down.
Once Brandon and Gobb got down, Brandon handed Gobb a ticket to see Magical Soccer, the newest season. “Oh thanks!” Gobb cheered. “I heard Blair is playing on the second period to the fourth!”
“Happy to give, my friend,” Brandon laughed and handed some sugar apples out to workers. After he had taken a pile of apples off his load, he spotted Hal. “Oh, Hal!” Brandon exclaimed. “Yeah, you’re working here now! I forgot.” Brandon handed  Hal another ticket for Wizarding Soccer.
Hal gave Brandon a purple candy cane and said as though he was waiting to say it, “It’s blabbery berry flavour. It makes you start singing carols.”
“Oh, that’s great Hal!” Brandon said. “But, I need to get going to give everyone else Their treats.” Gobb, Hal and Brandon all bade each other farewell and hoped to see one another soon. Brandon started across the plain to Blair’s tower. Now, he had only Blair and Giantray’s gifts to give.
He walked down the hallway of Blair’s castle. One of the doors were open, but instead of it showing the open air, there was a quite spacious room that looked a lot like a bedroom with a ceiling fan on top. Giantray was sitting on her bed reading a book about horses. Brandon bowed and handed her a wrapped box.
“Brandon this is beautiful!” the queen said, opening the box to a shimmering crown made of candy. “And merry Christmas, I have something for you.” She dropped a little folder into Brandon’s hands. Inside it were peppermint scented Christmas stickers.
“Wow, thank you, your highness,” Brandon said politely.
“Oh, call me Giantray,” Giantray smirked. Brandon bowed as he left the room.
The door at the end of the hallway was closed. Brandon wondered if he should open it, he might disturb Blair. Eh, Brandon thought. He was going to give Blair a gift anyway. He slowly creaked the big door open. There he found Blair humming and sipping his tea. The dazzling gold room was decorated in a jolly way with red and green lights flashing.
“Blair?” Brandon asked. “I came to give you a human soccer ball. Sorry I couldn’t come on Christmas so, happy boxing day.”
“Oh, well, I just put up the tree and the lights yesterday so you are in luck,” Blair chuckled. He gave Brandon a copper coin in a red, white and green sewed bag. “Be in no rush to leave.”
“No,” Brandon said, “I really should get going. Could you send me back?”
“Sure,” Blair said raising his arm, silver sparkles coming from it, “Have a merry Christmas and a happy new year. Come again soon.”

Brandon felt a whirl of light and then he was sitting on his bed, just where he left a few hours ago, or was it only seconds in this world?

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