Once upon a time, there lived an elf named "Mistletoe! Get up!" Oh dear, I am terribly sorry. Her name was Mistletoe. She lived in the North Pole. But, she was different from all the other girl elves like Jolly, Holly, Rooftop, Red, Jingle, you know them. But no, this one was different. You see, she has a normal name, and a normal fame, but she doesn't like wearing red. All the girl elves MUST wear red, or they must dread. 

All the boy elves must wear green, or they will never be seen by Santa, and he will fire them. So, yeah. 

"Mistletoe, where are you?" "I'm getting my hat on." "Oh good." "Mrs Claus, I have a question." "Oh Mistletoe, you ALWAYS have a question. What is it?" "Why can't I wear green?!" All the girl elves in the room, and Mrs Claus gasped, like green wasn't even ALLOWED to be said as much as it wasn't even allowed to be worn. "NEVER say that word again, or I'll report you to Santa." "I'm sorry. But, it's true. Why can't I wear it?"

"Oh Mistletoe. You KNOW why." Holly said. "Yeah." Her twin sister Jolly cut in. "Ugh. Can we just get downstairs?" Mistletoe asked inpatiently. "Yes, yes." Everyone crowded downstairs, while the boys followed. "Oh, hi sis." Buddy said. "Oh hi!" Then she whispered something into his ear, and he gasped. Then he whispered it down the line to all the other boys, until the very last one gasped. It was like a game of Whisper Down the Lane. And they all stared at the back of Mistletoe. And she could feel eyes on her back like it was the hottest day the North Pole has EVER seen.

As soon as the elves got down the staircase, they got to their aisles. Mistletoe worked in the taste testing/ baking aisle. "Today's recipe calls for 3 cups of flour..." She said, as she stirred the wet ingredients with the dry ones, while looking at the book. "... And 5 spoonfuls of lemon juice..." She said as she poured them in. "... To finally create it, use elf magic, and put it in the oven!" She said, as she dusted her hands. "Bibbity, bobbity, poppity YOU! Make these cookies warm and huzabubLOO!" She blasted and magic was all over the place. The cookies rushed into the oven, and popped out before she could even say "Elf on the Shelf!"

"Attention everyone, can we have Mistletoe, Jolly, Holly, and Rooftop to their sleighs please. Thank you!" Mistletoe's heart fluttered. She was finally going to be a kid's elf on the shelf! She rushed out of the aisle and upstairs to her reindeer. "On Comet!" She said happily, flicking the reins. 

She went to Hannah's house, and right before midnight, she took out some money, and stacked it. She chewed some gum, blew a big bubble, and made it burst around her mouth. And she waited for 5 hours, and finally, Hannah walked downstairs. "MAMA! The elf came!" Hannah ran towards her, and giggled. "She must like gum and money!" Her mom laughed, and said, "Looks like she had an accident with the gum!" "I think she was trying to rob us!" Hannah and mom giggled. And when they weren't looking, Mistletoe smiled. 

When it was nighttime, Mistletoe flew back home, and reported to Santa how Hannah acted. "She punched her brother in the face because she wanted a coloring book." She said, tapping her chin, as if to think about what she did. "And that's about it." "Ho ho ho!" Santa said cheerfully. "But, she's still on the nice list, right?" "Well, Mistletoe... I'm afraid not..." He said. "Mistletoe I'm sorry." Mistletoe froze.

"I'm afraid you know the rules, Mistletoe. You cannot go to a naughty kid's house, for there is nothing to see about them being naughty, when you already know they are." Santa explained. Mistletoe's head hung low. "How will Hannah figure it out?" She asked. "I'm afraid you'll have to write a note to say that you can't come anymore." "Yes. I do." 

Mistletoe walked glumly up to her room, while all the others chatted about their kids. "My kid's name is Harold. He is VERY naughty." Said Jolly. "My kid's name is Marigold, and she is naughtier than you THINK." Holly said. "Yeah, mine is too." Said Rooftop. "Not for me! Mine's name is Olivia, and she is an ANGEL!" Everyone rolled their eyes, as if to say, "We've heard THAT before."