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    Santa and the Cyberspace Plot
    Santa and the Cyberspace Plot
    Santa and the Cyberspace Plot
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    Santa and the Cyberspace Plot

    By Eric Scott

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    It is close to Christmas and Natalie has discovered that her big brother Jake claims he has proof that Santa, the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny are not real. he intend to launch this proof worldwide on the web on Christmas Eve and ruin Christmas for ever. Oberon Moody, a man who makes Halloween masks dreams of making Halloween the only holiday on the calendar and, with his strange helper, the pointy-eared Dobbin, promises to help Jake in his task. Santa calls in the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny to help foil Jake's plot with some pretty funny tricks.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAcorn Books
    Release dateJun 11, 2014
    ISBN9781783333844
    Santa and the Cyberspace Plot
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    Eric Scott

    Eric Scott is a published novelist with adult, teenage and primary school books to his name as well as two editions of one-act Plays for teenagers. Most of his plays have been performed in amateur and professional venues. He does a regular theatre review and preview spot on the Spectrum arts program on radio 4EB, 98.1 FM, at noon each Friday and runs his own entertainment web page at www.absolutetheatre.com.au He is also an actor and director with more than 50 productions under his belt.

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      Santa and the Cyberspace Plot - Eric Scott

      coincidental.

      Chapter 1

      It was close to Christmas when nine-year old Natalie Williams realised that her brother Jake was up to no good.

      Jake always behaved in the same way when he was creating trouble. He sneaked around the house quietly; avoided people and tried to look innocent. When anyone asked what he was doing he said nothing.

      So Natalie was more than suspicious when, with only two long but exciting weeks to Christmas, her 13-year-old brother’s face developed a shifty look and he began to creep quietly round the house.

      And as far as Natalie was concerned her suspicions were confirmed when he locked his bedroom door and kept it locked whenever she was around.

      She had tried listening at the keyhole, but heard nothing except the clicking and burping of his computer. She had also tried peeking through his window, but Jake caught her and closed the curtains with a smug smile on his face.

      Once she heard him laughing and thought she heard him mutter so bye-bye Santa. Now that really worried her.

      As the days went slowly by, Jake became more and more annoying and her mother and father were so engrossed in the upcoming holiday that Natalie was almost forgotten. They were too busy to listen to anything she had to say.

      So, the week before Christmas she decided to tell someone who really would care. She wrote a letter to Santa Claus.

      Chapter 2

      In Santa’s complex at the North Pole it was business as usual when Natalie’s letter arrived. The air outside was crisp and cold, and breath from the outside elves turned into steam as they went cheerily and happily about their business.

      Everyone in Santa’s workforce, from the elves who looked after the reindeer to the research and development elves who worked on projects for future children, loved the week before Christmas.

      Outside, the reindeer had been groomed until they shone like fairy lights. When their buckets of super flying oats were put into their pens they snorted and eagerly tucked into the delicious magic mixture. They were more than ready for their annual, whirlwind round-the-world trip. They nuzzled and snickered, snorted and stamped their feet, eager to set off.

      In Santa’s workshop the elves, who worked hard to fill last minute requests for toys, laughed, and joked among themselves

      Even Santa was humming happy songs like Jingle Bells and Oh Come all ye Faithful as he sat in his cosy office checking out letters, lists and computer printouts. Most children didn’t send letters through the mail any more. There were still a few though, and Santa enjoyed reading them, but more and more requests for toys and presents arrived through the Internet and the World Wide Web.

      It was more efficient, Santa had to admit, but the E-mails were brief and impersonal - and not very good for his stamp collection. He had accepted the computers grudgingly, but drew the line at mobile phones. I will not have children sending text messages, he said. Half of them don’t make any sense anyway.

      On this particular day Santa sat in his office, which was warmed by the latest climate control system, studying a printout of the last minute toy requests. He sat behind an antique wooden desk that was built to accommodate his large tummy and looked up when his assistant Jill, the Odd Job Elf, came in carrying a wire tray which held a few handwritten letters.

      Mail’s a bit light, Santa, she said, putting the tray on his desk.

      Not to worry, Jill, he replied, handing her the print out There are thousands of E-mails, so many the hard drives can hardly cope.

      Jill wiggled her pointed ears and smiled as she took a piece of paper from the tray. It was Natalie’s letter. Then you’ll enjoy this one, she said. "It came through snail mail.

      ‘Dear Santa,’" it read. ‘I hate writing like this, but I must tell you about my brother Jake. He’s been really naughty this past few weeks and I have a horrible feeling it has something to do with you.

      "I’ve been trying to find out what he’s up to, but he is keeping his secret too well. Anyway, I know you can see everything, so I thought I’d warn you to keep an eye on him. By the way I’ve been a good girl all the year, well for the past two months anyway, so you don’t need to check up on me. This year I really would like a new bike and a new house for my dolls. As for the rest, well I’ll leave it entirely up to you.

      With love from your friend Natalie.’

      Isn’t that nice? So - old fashioned.

      Santa sighed and tugged at his beard. Old fashioned indeed, but also a bit of a worry. It’s a bit too late to start checking up on children. The good and bad lists were decided on weeks ago. But surely this boy Jake isn’t going to do anything really wicked. he said. Not this close to Christmas.

      Chapter 3

      Mr. Oberon Moody, the world famous maker of Halloween masks, had clients that included Her Majesty the Fairy Queen and most of the witch’s covens throughout the world, was studying letters too.

      He sat at his ornate black desk, his long spidery legs stretched in front of him. His tall black hat sat uncomfortably on top of his elongated, mournful face. His arms were long and thin, just like his fingers. In fact, if anyone met him in the dark, they might well think he was a skeleton.

      He held his letters in his bony fingers as he studied them. Like Santa’s they were requests, but unlike Santa’s they were not requests for toys.

      Mr Moody’s requests were for payment of bills. There was electricity to keep his machinery working, the council rates on his dark and scary offices and workshops, fluorescent paint and spider web spinners maintenance.

      They all cost money, and he was a bit short at the moment.

      In fact he was a lot short. Halloween masks were no longer the moneymaking lines they used to be.

      He sat in the cobwebbed gloom of the office in his mansion and sighed. He wracked his brains to find a way to make Halloween more popular. But he soon gave up. Oberon Moody didn’t like to think too much. He wasn’t fond of work either. He left that to Dobbin, his weird, pointy-eared, pointy-headed and lowly paid assistant.

      What I need is a miracle, he sighed and he twisted his face up into a frown.

      Chapter 4

      By Christmas Eve Natalie could stand it no longer. She had to find out what Jake was up to. So she made a plan. She shouted, very loudly, that she was going out on her bike. Then she slammed the door as she left the house. She hoped this would give Jake a false sense of security.

      She waited for a few minutes then walked to the back of the house and in through the rear door. Then she crept silently down the corridor to Jake’s room.

      Her heart leapt into her

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