The Daughter Of Santa Claus (a short story)

Chapter two: Christmas Eve

I wake up just in time for my dad to say good bye to me.  he had to go to china while they were still asleep.
"bye" i say as he rides off.
"come on lets go inside" my mom says and she goes back to cookie Cinnamon rolls for breakfast.  The timer beeps after a couple of minutes and i get to in joy my breakfast in peace. Two Elves walk into the room arguing over something.
"what is it"? i ask
"this idiot forgot to paint the blue ball blue! it can't be a BLUE ball IF IT ISN'T BLUE"! the biggest Elf says in a high pitch squeak.
"I didn't mean to forget it just slipped through my thoughts" the smallest says in a even higher voice
" well maybe my hand will SLIP through the air ONTO YOU HEAD"
"Maya"! the smallest wines to me "i didn't mean to"
"i know you didn't" u say to him
"this cannot go with out punishment"! the biggest says.
"i'm sure it won't kill you if you help me with my chores right"? i say and the smallest nods.  He follows me to my bedroom and he helps me clean. finally when it's done and fully rearranged it is time for dinner. i know that long to arrange a room. Might i remind you that  it is just me a 13 year old girl and a small elf probably a thousand years old!  I join my mom with hot chocolate and a sandwich and we talk till bed time.  I get ready and get inside of my covers.