User blog comment:Kittyfire/Random Topic Blogging!/@comment-3006892-20111117041809

Sneak Peek of my Christmas story:

“Jessie, would you mind coming down here a minute!” Jessie Fletcher jerked her head up from the picture she was drawing, a rather elaborate sketch depicting an animal not native to the planet, and pulled the earbud of her CD-player from its place in her elf-like ear. Well, technically it wasn’t hers, but she usually ignored this fact. “Coming, Dad!” She scrambled up from her bed and trotted out of her room, slowing down a little when she reached the stairs. Her father hadn’t sounded angry, but for some reason, whenever a parent calls you downstairs you always feel like you’re in trouble, no matter what tone they use. And when it came to Jessie, she often had good reason for this. But when she reached the living room, he had an amused smirk on his face that told her she had nothing to worry about. “Would you mind explaining why there is a fire extinguisher stuck up the chimney?” Jessie blushed almost immediately. Everyone in the family usually asked her first when something bizarre happened in the house, but this time, it actually was her fault. “It was an accident, Daddy, really.” “I’m sure it was, but why put it there in the first place?” Jessie, glanced away and nudged the rub with her toe, blushing. “Well, uh...we don’t want Santa getting his breeches burned, do we?”