The leader of The Resistance sent out the word: Now! And so it began.
Dancer’s own role was simple. He watched ESS headquarters through binoculars to make sure no one came or went who was not part of the Resistance. But after two hours of watching, Dancer’s eyes were glazing over. Who knew a revolution could be so boring?
Then he saw a red glow shining from within the building. He recognized the glow an instant before the front doors opened and Rudolph stepped out. Dancer swore and said into his 2-way radio, “Rudolph on ESS grounds. Over.”
Rudolph at ESS HQ? Dancer shook his head. Rudolph was notorious for kissing Santa’s ass, but still…
As soon as the red-nosed reindeer cleared the compound, explosions filled the night and ESS headquarters was engulfed in flame.
In the end, the elfs in ESS HQ were the only casualties. Santa blustered about tradition as he was led away in chains in front of an assembly of all Pole inhabitants. Rudolph stood away from the giddy others, shunned and hated into virtual exile.
Then it was time for the leader of the Resistance to be revealed. When he finally stepped out of the Claus mansion, the crowd gasped. A green…humanoid stood before them, and in the stunned silence he said, “I think it’s fair to say, we have won the day.”
Though guessing his name is prob’ly a cinch, the resistance leader is indeed the Grinch.
Moral: I wouldn’t touch that one with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.
Be sure to visit the other writers who are participating in this year’s BlogFestivus:
Shouts from the Abyss
Fix It or Deal
Lynn Schneider Books
1 Point Perspective
So I Went Undercover
Joe Owen’s Blog
Blog It or Lose It!
Voice in Me
Apprentice, never master
A Year of Daily Posts
The Day After
A Spoonful of Suga