Chapter 3: The Very Bad Elf on the Shelf Visits the Neighbors
(Pictures, Video of Elf on a Shelf Gone Bad)
Chapter 3: The Very Bad Elf on the Shelf Visits the NeighborsOnce I kicked Buttmunch, the Bad Elf on the Shelf out of my house, I was starting to feel much better. The first night he was gone I had the best night of sleep. It was even better to wake up and not have to get my toothbrush out of the safe, yet still know it was clean. I didn't have to review any surveillance pictures of my Elf on the Shelf gone bad. It was just me and my pets and a great day!
That's when my phone began to ring. Neighbor after neighbor was calling and describing the horrific incidents that had occurred the night before. Everyone was trying to figure out exactly what happened. Finally, some neighbors began to surface that owned surveillance cameras like mine. Buttmunch had been caught on tape. |
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Surely Santa would not have unleashed a terror upon the world without some proper training! I looked up the Elf on the Shelf training on the internet.
Wow. So my evil Elf on the Shelf had been trained to be stealthy like a ninja. Flight school? Personal trainer? Even a hairstylist and dentist to keep them in tip top shape! The dentist at least explained why Buttmunch had downed the chocolate syrup bottle (he has a mean sweet tooth!).
I felt horrible about the trouble Buttmunch had caused, so I decided to go out looking for him at my neighbors' houses.
When the first man opened the door, everything seemed normal until he turned to lead me to his computer where we would review the surveillance footage. He was missing a large patch of hair on the side of his head! I nervously played with my hands as we watched the tape.
I felt horrible about the trouble Buttmunch had caused, so I decided to go out looking for him at my neighbors' houses.
When the first man opened the door, everything seemed normal until he turned to lead me to his computer where we would review the surveillance footage. He was missing a large patch of hair on the side of his head! I nervously played with my hands as we watched the tape.
The Bad Elf on the Shelf Puts His Hairstylist Training to Work
The neighbor assured me that Buttmunch was not on the premises. I apologized and went to the next neighbor's house.
When the woman opened the door she was soon joined by her husband and young son. The woman apologized profusely for the mess as they hadn't finished picking up everything the elf had done yet. I winced as I looked at their family portrait.
We sat down at the computer and I buried my face in my hands as we watched.
When the woman opened the door she was soon joined by her husband and young son. The woman apologized profusely for the mess as they hadn't finished picking up everything the elf had done yet. I winced as I looked at their family portrait.
We sat down at the computer and I buried my face in my hands as we watched.
Bad Elf, Good Artist
Again, I apologized and exited the home. I almost turned back around to offer to help clean up the mess, but I knew I needed to find that troublemaker before he caused any additional damage.
The next few houses had much of the same damage. I tried not to snicker at my neighbors' new haircuts as I apologized to each one.
The next few houses had much of the same damage. I tried not to snicker at my neighbors' new haircuts as I apologized to each one.
Another Work of Art
A Little Off the Side, Please.
The Worst House of All
I was about ready to give up my search when I knocked on the door of a young couple. When they opened the door they both had fire in their eyes. Every question I asked was met by a short, snippy answer. These people were beyond mad about what happened.
When I watched the surveillance footage, I found out why. My jaw nearly hit the floor!
When I watched the surveillance footage, I found out why. My jaw nearly hit the floor!
The Bad Elf Puts Himself on Diaper Duty
And Down Will Come Baby, Cradle and All
The young woman stood clutching her baby to her chest, trying to protect him from reliving the danger on the surveillance footage. Her husband did the same with his little dog.
"So.. have you seen him?" I asked timidly. Without speaking the young father nodded and led me to the basement where Buttmunch was being held captive in the dog's crate. The couple let me take the crate home and I promised to keep Buttmunch out of their house.
When we got home, I gave Buttmunch a huge lecture and told him that he should return to the North Pole that night. I wish I had not let him out of the crate, because that little elf was dead set to ruin Christmas.
"So.. have you seen him?" I asked timidly. Without speaking the young father nodded and led me to the basement where Buttmunch was being held captive in the dog's crate. The couple let me take the crate home and I promised to keep Buttmunch out of their house.
When we got home, I gave Buttmunch a huge lecture and told him that he should return to the North Pole that night. I wish I had not let him out of the crate, because that little elf was dead set to ruin Christmas.