Little balerina

Description from original post (created 2013-12-17 10:03):

Once upon a time not so long from now, lived a young teen that gotten this beautiful puppet for Christmas. Her great grandmother had made this trinket from hand and been past down for the past couple of generations. The ballerina was waiting all this time to finally be free from her display. Her string shined when the light hit it and the large eyes could melt anyone cold heart. Or so it was thought...when the girl took one look at this ballerina, she hated it. Just out of spite, the puppet's strings were cut and the joints were yanked out of it's socket. Eventually the poor ballerina found herself left at the street corner dissembled and pitiful.

Just as the winter snow began to cover her broken body, an older man stopped and bent down beside her. She tried to cry out to man but she could not do a thing without her strings. "What a poor little being... let me get you fixed up at my workshop..." The ballerina could not be happier to hear those words coming out of the man.

The workshop was huge and little people with pointy ears were busy working on the toys that were to be sent out. That's when she realized this was no ordinary man.. but it was none other than Santa himself. "Kids these days don't appreciate the time and effeort people put into dolls like yourself." A smile came across his face as he finished the last string. "there you go... now all you need is a little Christmas spirit to get you moving again." The ballerina moved her arm slightly then looked up at the jolly man in font of her. A tiny tear fell from one of her eyes in joy before standing up. In return for Santa saving her, this little ballerina puppet helps Santa and his little helpers paint and assemble the littlest parts that mere fingers cant do.