Fred Frost's Plan of Destruction

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    Fred Frost's Plan of Destruction

“Waaah” wailed Elfando dejectedly. “We are all going to die!” Elfando was a petite elf who worked for Father Christmas. Since it was winter, the cold breeze had gone to his head; moreover, it made him act hyper. “What’s wrong?” I asked curiously.
Although he didn’t utter a word, I finally squeezed it out of him. He stated that the evil, grotesque Fred Frost had a plan to turn the world into ice!
Elfando was absolutely terrified of Fred Frost! On the other hand, I was a human, plus, I wasn’t scared of anyone or anything; except for my older sister when she’s angry!!
“The...the...” stammered Elfando, “Man gave me this,” It was a mini television screen for camera communicating. Suddenly, the screen turned on; it was Fred Frost! “Hello fellow weaklings. I’m sure you’ve heard my plan to turn the world into a gargantuan ice cube!” he boasted. “Actually,” I claimed, “The earth is a sphere; not a cube! I’m sure a clever person like you would know that!”
We later found out that he had kidnapped Father Christmas! That was awfully evil! Even for him! “What do we do now?” Elfando asked.
“The only thing we can do,” I replied, “Go on a long journey to the centre of Winter Wonderland and get help from one of my best friends: the soft, silly, snowy, strong, superior, Snowman; Smiley!”
At first, we thought that we couldn’t go on a journey in this bitter weather. The snow was falling rapidly and heavily, the breeze had a major chill and the roads were exceedingly icy! However, we knew we had to kill Fred, otherwise, everyone would die; and in addition to that, there would be no more Christmas!
Prior to when we left, we dressed up extra warm. We also packed a small suitcase which contained: a lighter, a pocket knife and some food. The head elf, Elfaw, had also provided us with a map and good luck.
When we left, I gave Smiley a call and informed him about our problem and that we would be coming to see him. Would you be surprised to hear that a snowman had a mobile phone? Well, Smiley was


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