As Tobi shook the present box, it suddenly sprang open, releasing golden, dust-like sparkles that filled the entire room. Tobi quickly closed his eyes to keep the dust out, and when he opened them, he saw an elf standing before him.
The elf was short, dressed in green and red clothes, with gentle bells jingling on his collar.
"Oh, hi-ho! I'm your Christmas Santa," the elf said to Tobi, a mischievous smile curling on his lips.
"No, you’re not Santa. Santa is big and has a great white beard," Tobi said, furrowing his brow. He didn’t believe the elf’s claim. He wasn’t foolish enough to think a short elf could be Santa Claus, and he gave the elf a distrusting look.
"Oh boy, you caught me. Fine then... I’m your Christmas Elf," the elf admitted with a sheepish grin, acknowledging its lie. It thought Tobi was clever for catching on so quickly.
"An elf?" Tobi asked, skeptical. He wondered if it was just some kid from the orphanage in an elf costume. His eyes were wide as he tried to process the idea of meeting a real elf.
"Yes, a Christmas Elf. Not one of those wild, goofy elves," the elf replied with a big smile. It could see Tobi beginning to believe him.
"What are you doing here?" Tobi asked, his curiosity growing. He stared at the elf with wide eyes, wondering what it could possibly want.
"Well, Tobi, Santa has been hearing your heartfelt wishes. You’ve been consistent—always asking for the same thing. Most kids change their wishes on a whim, but not you. Santa noticed, and he decided to act," the elf explained as it stepped into the room. Tobi closed the door behind it, following the elf.
The elf found a spot on Tobi’s bed and sat down, continuing its explanation.
"Santa sent me here to help you find your parents. That’s why we’ve got to be on our toes and get going," the elf declared, jumping off the bed as if realizing it was wasting time.
"Santa really heard me?" Tobi asked, looking worried and hopeful at the same time.
"Yes, he did," the elf assured him, packing its small bag like it was preparing for a daring mission.
"We’ve got to get going, Tobi," the elf urged, noticing Tobi hesitating and gathering a few things.
"Okay, fine," Tobi said when he was done. His expression was neutral, but inside, his heart was racing with happiness. He couldn’t believe his Christmas wish was coming true—he would finally see his parents!
Tobi and the elf left the kids’ hostel and found themselves in the corridor leading outside the orphanage. As they passed by the caretaker’s room, they could hear her loud snores echoing down the hallway.
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"We need to be quiet before the mean caretaker wakes up. Shhh, Tobi," the elf whispered, holding Tobi’s hand and guiding him as they tiptoed through the corridor. They moved cautiously, making slow, deliberate steps to avoid waking the nanny.
Finally, they made it outside without incident.
"Finally outside! Thank goodness the orphanage doesn’t have wild dogs around here," the elf said, scanning the surroundings.
"They used to," Tobi said with a slight smile.
"Well, thank my sweet pants for that, Tobi, because I’m scared of dogs. Nothing’s scarier than a dog for a short elf," the elf admitted.
"So, you’re scared of dogs?" Tobi asked, curious.
"Really don’t want to talk about it anymore," the elf muttered, brushing off the topic. With a little magic, the elf jumped down from the fence and then helped Tobi climb and jump down as well.
"So, Tobi, Santa gave me a clue that will help us find your parents," the elf said.
"Where’s that?"
"The place where you got lost before the sisters brought you to the orphanage."
"You mean... I was lost?" Tobi asked, his eyes widening.
"Yes, Tobi, you were just lost," the elf confirmed with a nod.
"Is that why I’ve always had the feeling my parents never abandoned me? That’s why I kept hoping?" Tobi asked, smiling softly.
"Well, it might be," the elf said, nodding back.
"Tobi, go look under that old box and tell me what you find," the elf instructed, pointing toward a rusty car.
Tobi didn’t waste time. He ran to the rusty car and looked under the box.
"Hey, Thomas! I found this—a glowing blue necklace!" Tobi exclaimed, running back to the elf with the necklace in his hands.
"Well, that was your necklace as a kid. Your parents gave it to you. This will be our guide," the elf said.
"Next stop is the train station, Tobi," the elf declared, marching forward.
"Do my parents live that far?" Tobi wondered aloud, confused about why they needed to take a train instead of walking.
"Not far, Tobi, but I need to get you to your parents before Christmas," the elf explained.
So, Tobi and the elf set off toward the train station. However, before they reached the station, they had to pass through a forest.
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"We’re taking the train station, Tobi, but first, we have to go through the woods," the elf said.
"Into the woods? Okay!" Tobi replied without hesitation. He wasn’t afraid—he was willing to go anywhere to find his parents.
As they journeyed deeper into the forest, the elf’s feet began to tremble.
"It’s creepy, Tobi, don’t you think?" the elf asked, glancing nervously around.
"Yes, it is," Tobi said, though he didn’t feel as scared as the elf.
"Is that... a wild dog, Tobi?" the elf stammered, clinging to Tobi. Its eyes were wide as it stared at shadows moving toward them. A group of animals approached, and it was either wolves or wild dogs.
"Yes, and in numbers," Tobi said, his voice trembling.
"Run for your life!" the elf screamed, bolting away and leaving Tobi behind.
Tobi followed the elf, running as fast as he could.
"Hey, elf! Slow down! You’ve got short legs, but you’re faster than me!" Tobi panted, still running.
"Elf, climb up the tree! We’ll be safe there!" Tobi shouted, spotting a tree that looked sturdy enough for them to hide in. Without hesitation, he grabbed onto the branches and began climbing, urging the elf to follow.
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The elf hurriedly hopped into the tree and said,
"Ha, Tobi, why didn’t I think of that?"
They waited until the group of dogs had gone far before climbing down.
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Tobi and the elf walked through the night, their destination the train station. The elf checked the map in his hand and said to Tobi,
"Tobi, look! The train station—we’re finally here!"
"Are you sure this is the right train station?" Tobi asked, furrowing his brow as he stared at the rundown train station. The building and tracks looked old and cracked, like something out of a horror movie.
"Yes, Tobi, I’m definitely sure it’s the right one," the elf assured him.
The elf walked into one of the dilapidated trains. Tobi had no choice but to follow.
"If you say so… then let’s get in," Tobi said, though he had a bad feeling about the place. The elf had the map, so he decided to trust him.
Just then, a bulky man with tattoos and sharp yellow teeth appeared, blocking their path. His voice was loud and menacing.
"What are you children doing here?"
Before Tobi or the elf could respond, the man sneered, "Now that you’re here, you can’t go back."
More men joined him, stepping out of the shadows and surrounding Tobi and the elf.
"These ones look perfect for the black market," the bulky man said, eyeing Tobi and the elf like shiny golden coins.
Tobi’s heart pounded in his chest as he cried out, "Oh please, let us go! I just want to find my parents... I need to see them!"
"You mean… you don’t have parents, kid?" a deep voice echoed from the darkness.
"Yes," Tobi said, turning toward the source of the voice.
"Brothers, let this one go. We’re after spoiled brats, not kids like him," the voice ordered.
The men hesitated, but they eventually stepped aside, releasing Tobi and the elf.
"Thank you, sir," Tobi said gratefully.
"Well, then, leave before we change our minds," the voice said coldly.
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Tobi and the elf didn’t waste any time leaving the creepy train station.
This time, Tobi closely followed the elf, checking the map together. He didn’t want a repeat of their earlier ordeal.
"Look, Tobi! Here it is—the real train station!" the elf exclaimed, beaming with excitement as he ran toward a clean, modern station.
They had succeeded in finding the correct train station.
Sitting on the train was a man who appeared to be the driver.
"Mister, can you take me home?" Tobi asked the man.
"And where is your home, kid?" the man asked in return.
"This mister here will give you the directions," Tobi said, pointing at the elf.
"Well then, hop on, kid," the man said, gesturing toward the train.
Tobi and the elf boarded the train, and soon, it began to move toward their destination.
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"I'm finally going to see my parents," Tobi said, taking a deep breath. He hopped down from the train, his heart beating fiercely. He was about to see his parents. Everything felt like a dream, but this was really happening. Tobi pinched himself and yelped. That’s when he knew it wasn’t a dream.
"We’re finally here, kid," the train driver said to Tobi as he stepped down. The man admired Tobi’s courage for going through such a great adventure just to find his parents.
"Thank you, sir," Tobi said, smiling at him.
"You’re welcome, kid. I hope your parents welcome you with open arms," the driver said as his parting words.
To Tobi’s shock, he saw the train flying up into the sky, disappearing from view. He had thought it was a normal train, but he was wrong. Santa had planned everything perfectly for him, Tobi guessed.
"Is this my parents' doorstep, Elf?" Tobi asked, turning to face the house in front of him. He stood at the door, the elf by his side.
"Yes, Tobi. Just have courage and go knock on the door," the elf said, nodding and smiling as if it were the one meeting its parents.
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"Will they open the door?" Tobi asked the elf, his fingers hesitating to knock. He was afraid to face what might happen if his parents chose to answer.
"Just have faith, Tobi. I think they will," the elf said, patting Tobi's jeans and nodding encouragingly.
Gathering courage, Tobi knocked on the door three times.
"Oh, oh, it’s finally opening!" the elf exclaimed, skipping around excitedly as the door creaked open.
A couple with cream-colored hair appeared as the door swung wide. They looked lovely together.
"Greetings, Mr. and Mrs. Charles. Do you recognize this necklace by any chance?" Tobi asked, holding out the necklace he had found.
Mrs. Charles’s eyes widened with emotion. Her hands flew to her mouth, covering it as tears streamed down her face.
"Oh dear... where did you get this necklace, young one?" she asked, her voice trembling. She recognized the necklace as belonging to her long-lost child. Only God knew how long they had been waiting for this day, hoping to reunite with their little boy. They had searched for years. Was this finally their chance?
"It is mine, ma’am and sir. It has been with me since I was a kid," Tobi said, looking at the couple with a bright smile. He felt immense happiness in his heart, knowing he had finally found his family. The couple seemed overjoyed, though they weren’t entirely sure yet that he was their child. The sweetness in his heart felt like it couldn’t grow any more.
"The Lord is good," Mr. Charles said, staring at Tobi. The boy’s hair was brown, just like his own. His height was the same as Mr. Charles’s when he was a child, and the boy’s eyes mirrored his lovely wife’s. God had finally answered their prayers.
"Agatha, he’s our son," Charles said, turning to his wife and holding her hands. His eyes shone like stars.
Agatha let go of Charles and knelt to hold Tobi’s little hands.
"Is your name Tobi, by chance?" she asked softly, her eyes bright with hope. She already felt the bond—a mother’s instinct was never wrong.
"Yes, ma’am," Tobi replied, his gaze fixed on hers. His mother was beautiful, and the love in her eyes warmed his heart. Would she pamper him in the future? Would her eyes always hold so much affection, just as they did now?
"Charles, this can’t just be a coincidence. He’s our son!" Agatha exclaimed, overjoyed at Tobi’s response. She had already felt it, but his answer confirmed everything.
When Tobi was a baby, before they lost him, they loved adorning him with jewelry, bracelets, and little trinkets. They had once gifted him a bracelet with his name engraved on it. Someone smart must have named him after seeing that bracelet.
"Tobi, welcome home. We promise we will never be separated again," Agatha and Charles said, pulling their son into a warm embrace. Their smiles stretched wide with happiness.
It felt incredible to finally hug their child after all these years. All the hugs and kisses they had missed could now be given to him. After they were done hugging Tobi, their attention shifted to the elf standing at their doorstep, watching them with a smile.
"Young one, won’t you come in?" Agatha asked kindly, assuming the elf was Tobi’s friend who had accompanied him home. She had no idea it was an elf, not a child.
"As you can see, ma’am, I am an elf," the elf said with a polite bow. "My work here is done. I was sent to help Tobi fulfill his Christmas wish before Christmas."
The elf observed the family, satisfied that they had warmly welcomed Tobi. It was clear that Tobi was truly their child. Santa had been right. Now, the elf could leave, knowing Tobi was safe and happy.
"If that’s the case, then goodbye, Mr. Elf," Tobi and his parents said, waving at him as he walked away. They were incredibly grateful for the wonders he had brought into their lives.
As the elf disappeared into the distance, he prepared to return to Santa to help with Christmas. His mission of reuniting Tobi with his parents was complete.
And so, their journey had ended.
Tobi was finally reunited with his real parents, thanks to the magic of Christmas wonders.
Lesson: Never stop hoping. Even the most incredible wonders can happen.
The End