Had this story going around in my head after I watched the movie so I thought I would write it down.
Disclaimer: I don't own Arthur Christmas, only my OCs and this storyline.
Hope you enjoy.
After Arthur became the new Santa Claus he started to leave the pole more often. He would go out into the world to just see the children and what they did in their everyday lives. He wanted to see what really made them smile. Because it wasn't just the material gifts they got on that one special night every year but it was the people in their lives that lifted their hearts.
Arthur watched as the children played together, sharing the gifts he had delivered that year. He didn't just want to deliver the gifts then go back home just like that. He wanted to see their reactions, just like Gwen. That's why, every year, on the day after Christmas he would sneak out. It was a different place in the world every year.
This year's town didn't seem to be different then any other. He had chosen at random. There was snow on the ground and the children were out playing just like every other year. He watched as snowballs flew and the new sleds the children had received went shooting down the hills. Arthur wished he could be out there with them, but he could never convince Steve to go with him.
He was standing over the cover of some trees watching them laugh as they cut through the snow. He hadn't started growing his beard yet and the hair on the top of his head was still brown, not gray. Yet he still felt like he needed to stay out of sight and watch from the sidelines, but he would soon learn that it was all right to get out there and have fun with the rest of them. He didn't need to be cooped up back at the North Pole.
That's where he was the first time he saw her. The meeting was quite sudden and some would say painful. She came whizzing down the hill on her old wooden sleigh that she had gotten one year when she was very young when she asked Santa Claus for a surprise. One of her friends had pushed her without warning down the hill. In her surprise she didn't steer the sleigh very straight and ended up veering towards the trees.
Arthur didn't see her until it was too late. All he heard was an incoherent shout before her sled knocked him off his feet. He landed on the back of her sled as it kept going. Together they went screaming down the rest of the hill with snow spraying into their faces. A mound of snow sitting at the bottom of the hill was what finally stopped them. Arthur burst out of the snow, gasping.
"Sorry." A voice said beside him. She was a little less buried in the snow and she managed to pull herself out. She wore a long dark green coat with a red tuque pulled on over her brown hair that she had pulled back into a ponytail. Her long red and green striped scarf hung around her neck. "I didn't see you there." She apologized as she started to dig him out with her woolen mittens.
"That's alright. I wasn't looking either." When Arthur looked up the first thing he noticed were her eyes. They were a very attractive emerald green.
"Here." She stretched out her hand for him to take. He shook himself out of his daze and grabbed onto her hand. She pulled and managed to pull him out of the deep snow.
"Do you need help with your sled?" He asked, seeing that it was still lodged in the snow.
"Oh." She said, as if just noticing. "Yeah, thanks."
Together they dug it out without a scratch on it. "I swear that thing is indestructible." She commented. "I've had it ever since I was a kid." She was about the same age as Arthur.
"I love these old sleds." Arthur smiled at her.
"They're fun but I must say a little hard going down." She laughed.
"Jamie!" They heard someone yell. They turned to see a woman come running down the hill towards them. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Had a little bit of padding." She glanced over at Arthur.
"Good, because we have to go or we'll be late. The kids are waiting and you promised." The woman pointed out.
"Oh I almost forgot." She glanced down at her watch, remembering. "Sorry Florence."
"Come on." Florence tugged on her arm.
"Right, I'm coming." She looked back to Arthur. "It was nice meeting you…"
"Arthur." He stuck out his hand.
"Arthur." She shook his hand. "I'm Jamie."
"We're going to be late Jamie." Florence was more insistent.
"Maybe I'll see you later." Jamie said, hopefully. "Arthur."
"Yeah." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"You should ask him to the dinner." Florence suggested.
"I've only just met him." Jamie whispered back, thinking Arthur couldn't hear.
"It'll be fun." Florence nudged her.
"Well…" She turned back to Arthur. "We're having this dinner tonight. Nothing too big, but it's sort of an end of the season kind of thing. One last boom before we take the decorations down."
"Sounds fun." Arthur smiled.
"Really?" Jamie's face lit up. "You'll come?"
"I'll try." He said.
"Come to this address." She quickly scribbled it down on a piece of paper. "It starts at six but you can come anywhere around that time, later if you like. Whatever works."
'Thanks." He took the paper from her.
"See you then." Then she was gone, Florence pulling her away across the snow.
Arthur looked down at the paper she had given him. It was the address of an orphanage not too far from the hill. He smiled. Why not? Though his family would probably start looking for him soon. He would have to tell him he would be out late.
He didn't know what, but there was something about Jamie that intrigued him. Something about her made his heart beat faster. He had never felt this way before and he wanted to know what it meant.
"Jamie." He said her name as he watched her disappear.
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