all aboard! the polar express...☃ :steam_locomotive: :evergreen_tree:

lowercase intended. reader's descretion is advised. my prompt i used for this literary piece, was 'present', i thought of getting gifts on christmas.

inspired by the 2004 fantasy/adventure movie "the polar express"

this is a childhood favourite of mine, and i watch it every christmas.

the polar express movie was inspired by beloved children's book by Chris Van Allsburg.

I wanted to pay tribute to it by making a rewrite in accordance to the christmas event challenge.

I hope that you like it. any and constructive criticisms will be much appreciated.

I made a book cover ☃ :evergreen_tree: (pls click on it, the quality will be better that way)

click the link below if all else fails :skull: :sob:

polar express x bts fic book cover

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synopsis:

yoongi, on christmas eve night boards on a powerful magical train called the polar express, that's headed to the north pole aka santa claus's home. during this ride, he embarks on a journey of self-discovery which shows him that the wonder of life never fades for those who believe.

(credit pinterest.)

read in first person omniscent reader pov

do you believe?

on the night of christmas eve, many years ago...

...I laid quietly in my bed.

sound asleep yet I didn't dare to rustle the sheets,breathing slowly and silently.

I was listening for a sound that I was afraid that I'd never hear.

the ringing bells of santa's sleigh...

"all right. all right, dear you had enough water. now let's get you upstairs and into bed, yeah?" mother hushed her daughter hustling up the staircase.

"but... but... but, I have to-

he said santa would have to fly faster than the speed of light to get to every house in one night. and to hold everyone's presents

his sled would have to be bigger than an ocean liner". the little girl slurred.

"did your brother really say that? he was just kidding you. he knows that there is a santa claus", patting her to reassure her little girl.

"he said he wasn't sure. he wasn't sure if santa was for real", she said warily.

"ofcourse santa's for real. he's as real as christmas itself." dad bounced in, his hair and beared drizzled with slight frost. maybe he was outside? I heard the front door closed shut, a pair of crunchy sounding footsteps.

"but he won't come...not until you're sound asleep, young lady.

So, sweet dreams", Mom uttered as she agreed.

hm.

"devoid of life...barren, stark."

I heared their footsteps, right outside of my bedroom door.

"he's gotta be asleep by now." I heard my mom say. "he used to stay awake all night waiting for Santa."

"I think those days are just about over." dad  panned, sounding sluggish.

"that would be sad if that were true."

"yeah, an end to the magic."

"merry christmas, sweetheart." her voice wasn't joyful or boisterious, it didn't even bounce of the walls of the room, it fell flat as the room was dismal. rather, I didn't even respond.

"see !?? look look !! he's out like a light

not even an express train would wake him up." with that dad, and mom left trickling  behind them the sound of their footsteps fading away from the bedroom door.

"all aboard!"

"all aboard!"

My eyes were shut tight, until I saw through them, a sudden bright light.

"all aboard!"

"all aboard!"

"what the..?"

"all aboard!"

"all aboard!"

"what the heck is that?" I questioned, feeling curious I jumped out my duvet, opening and looking out my bedroom window.

"...a train??!"

"all aboard!"

"all aboard!"

"right...infront my door?- he's waiting?...on me?" I thought, as the train stopped at the front lawn. the conductor stood outside the train, both the machine, and him puffing smoke as dense as it already is. relighting his cigar.

I took the chance and went up to him.

"all aboard!

all aboard!

well? you coming?"

I froze. "where?"

"why, to the north pole, of course.

this is the polar express."

"the north pole?

I see."

"hold this, please.

thank you very much"

"uh- uhm okay"

"is this you?"

huh? how did he-

"yeah. well, it says here...

..no photo with a department-store santa this year, no letter to santa-

wow! and you even made your sister put out the milk and cookies. hmm-mm.

sounds to me like this is your crucial year.

if I were you, I would think about climbing onboard."

this...this is crazy...absolutely.

"come on, come on, come on. I've got a schedule to keep..."

I pondered looking at the train. there's other engers. finally looking back at the conductor, i lowered my head feeling uneasy.

"Oh...suit yourself."

with the blow of a whistle, the conductor turns around on his heels making his way inside the train.

I stood there feeling anxious, my teeth chattering, chilled to the bone.

I started running.

the train was getting further away.

"stop! stop! I changed my mind stop!"

it won't stop. I kept running.

there was a boy that i saw through the window. I think he saw me too, our eyes made four. his eyes blew wide open though. Is he going to open the window?

holy molly... he is. "hey! hey! get in now!"

"here! here! give me your hand!" he yanked  me up, hauling me on board.

huffing and puffing, i turned to him. "uhh...thanks I wouldn't have made it on"

"its alright, don't mention it"

"I'm jungkook,  by the way...you can call me kook"

I smiled."nice to meet you jungkook, I'm yoongi"

"by any chance... do you know what kind of train we're on?"

"Of course. It's a magic train."

a magic...train huh.

"yeah, you see. we're going to the north pole"

"actually-

I turned around listning to the unfamiliar voice speaking.

"It's a baldwin 2-8-4 s3 class locomotive works. weighs 456.100 pounds and-

"he likes trains alot...does he?"

"yep...he's taehyung"

"tickets.

tickets, please.

tickets.

ticket, please?"

Uhhh...do i have a ticket? Oh no.

"try your pocket."

nope.

"try your other pocket."

oh, there it is.

"thank you, sir."

looking out the window. beyond the fog and snow. the northern lights appeared.

"there should be elves. where are the elves?" Kook queried the conductor.

"they are gathering in the center of the city."

"All right. All right, ladies and gentlemen.

two columns, if you please."

No pushing. No pushing. But let's not dilly-dally.

"psst! look over there" it's a bag..full of presents?

"hey, look.

a present.

It's going to my town. to someone named jimin"

"that's my address."

"my name is jimin. It's going to 11 344 Edbrooke Avenue." the boy spoke frantically, his hair held by a royal blue beanie.

"you're not supposed to be here..." an elf poked out of the bag's side.

"ah, forget about it. We knew you was in there the whole time."

oh please.

"but since it's christmas, I'm gonna let you slide."

"lets get ready fellas the big man is almost here-

"he's here! He's here!"

"where?" I don't see him.

doubter. doubter.

"What?"

doubter. doubter.

okay. okay.

I believe.

I believe.

" I believe." I whisper out

what was that you said? he came infront of me, with his puffed white beared, and red coat.

"I... I believe."

"I believe- this is yours?" I gave him his bell that fell off awhile back.

"oh-ho-ho yes, thank you son.

now... what would you like for Christmas?"

me.

yes, you.

leaning over, an elf whispered something into his ear.

"mhm-hmm...yes, okay!"

"the first gift of Christmas!

this bell is a wonderful symbol of the spirit of Christmas...as am I just ...the true spirit of Christmas...lies in your heart

merry christmas.

better keep that in a safe place.

"come on boy, get on the sleigh, we haven't got all night hoo-ho-ho"

Oh.

"pull, comet. pull, boy!"

"...prancer, that's a girl."

"good boy, donder."

"Oh, ho-ho-ho."

now, dasher. now, prancer and vixen.

"merry christmas!

wake up. wake up. santa's been here. santa's been here."

I heared my sister yell downstairs.

was it all a dream? no.

"hurry up. hurry up!

mom, dad, wake up. wake up!

santa's been here! santa's been here!

mom, dad, look! he brought us all kinds of stuff!"

"look, a train!"

"this is the most beautiful, most wonderful christmas ever."

"wait. look."

"here's one more."

"has your name on it." ..me?

"oh, what a beautiful bell. who's it from? " mom asked.

"santa." santa?

"really?" I smiled as i read the note.

found this on the seat of my sleigh.

better fix that hole in your pocket.

Mr. C.

"what's this?" dad picked up the bell. he shook it.

"broken." huh?

"sorry about that, yoongs."

at one time, most of my friends could hear the bell.

but as years ed, it fell silent for all of them.

even my sister found that, one Christmas, that she could no longer hear its sweet sound.

although I've grown old...

...the bell still rings for me.

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