The Sky on Christmas Eve ||| a science fiction Christmas short story

Before the story begins, I'm going to shout because IT'S OFFICIALLY CHRISTMAS!  I love Christmas so much.

If you're like me, you're awake scrolling through your computer begging someone to put up new content.  That's exactly why I created this story and posted it at midnight.

Without further ado, may I present a science fiction short story/flash fiction.

            The second Christmas Eve transforms into Christmas Day holds special meaning to me.  Though my house is dark and my parents and siblings are asleep, I am not.  By the light of my phone, I fumble into my snowsuit, slip a hat on my head, and go outside.  I don’t have to look at my phone to know that it’s now midnight.

            The sky suddenly lights up with bright greens and blues.  They dance through the sky like ribbons in the wind.  I lay in the white powdery snow and watch the lights play together.

            Another light joins in, but this one isn’t like the others.  It’s harsh, white, and coming from a specific place.

            “What on earth?” I whisper.  I stand up, brushing the snow from my back.

            The light comes closer and closer until it shines directly on me.  I shade my eyes just as the light turns off.

            “Madalyn Treadway?” a voice booms.

            I jump back.  I’ve always been the only one awake on Christmas Eve?

            “Who is asking?” I ask cautiously.

            “A friend.”  I’ve read way too many books to know that “a friend” may or may not be just that.

            “You’re going to have to give me more information than that,” I say.

            Something steps towards me.  Instinctually, I step back.

            “Do not be afraid.  I am one who brings gifts to families who cannot afford gifts for their children,” the voice—it sounds like a man’s voice—says.

            For some reason, a smile crosses my face.  “Really?”

            The person steps even closer, close enough that I can see his human outline.  "I am Davion, thought you might like to help."

            Before I know what I'm doing, I'm nodding my head yes.

            "Well then, hop in," Davion motions behind him to something that takes my breath away: a spaceship.  "Yes, I realize that I have a spaceship.  Do you want to help or not?"

            I do, but can I trust him?  He does have a spaceship.  I get inside the large metal disk.  The inside has red and green buttons flashing, just begging Davion to take this ship back into space.  Davion presses a few buttons and we're in the air.

            A moment later, we've landed in a quiet suburb.  There isn't any snow.  Are we in Florida?

           "Welcome to Orlando, Florida.  This spot is quite near Walt Disney World," Davion says.  "The child we are visiting is receiving a year-long pass to the parks."

           I grin.  "That's so exciting!"  Oh my goodness, the look on this boy's face is going to be priceless.

           We sneak into the house using some sort of device Davion has.  The only Christmas decoration is a small stocking hanging over the brick fireplace.

          Davion hands me a piece of paper.  "Put this in the stocking."  And I do.

          This little child will be so happy tomorrow morning.  A grin slips across my face.  It is truly better to give than recieve.