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The Nyce List – Chapter One

“Nancy Nyce, private detective, at your service.”

“Hello, Nancy, been a while.”

You sit up in your chair. There aren’t many clients whose voices you’d recognize immediately, but this is definitely one of them.

“Mr. Kringle. Yes, it has, sir. I wasn’t sure you’d be needing my services again.”

“Last year, I didn’t. But this year, I checked the list twice, and I’m still not sure what to do with this one. He’s mostly a good boy, but he’s done some naughty things, and I’m not sure if he’s really sorry for them or not. I trust you’re not too busy to take the case?”

He knows darn well you’re not. He sees you when you’re sleeping, after all, and you were napping right before this phone call.

“I can handle it, Mr. Kringle. Same rates as before?”

“That’s more than acceptable, Nancy. I’ll even make sure some of the Mrs.’s peppermint bark winds up under your tree if you pull this one off.”

You grin from ear to ear. “With incentive like that, how can I say no. Email me the particulars as soon as you can, please.”

You take a glance at your calendar. Three days until Christmas Eve, meaning you’ve got exactly three days to get this boy onto the Nice list.

The file labeled “Jack” doesn’t have much information. A photo of John Livingston Jr. with his single father. You’ve got his address and the school he goes to, and information on the father’s workplace as well. The Kringles don’t like to share details about what children do to get on one list or another, but you use some slightly Naughty software to hack into the school computer. There’s not much of a disciplinary record, but you didn’t expect one for a kid on the fence.

It’s not a lot to go on, but you’ve worked with less. It’s now time to figure out a strategy. They’ve got some Christmas shopping to do tomorrow. Perhaps you’d better use that to your advantage.

What do you choose?

——— Wait, so what do I do now?

You will notice two TBD slots on the poll. These are meant to be filled out by YOU.

If you have a suggestion for another path Nancy Nyce should take, please comment on this site, or send it to our Facebook page. (Like us while there if you don’t already, please and thank you.) Get your suggestions in by Tuesday because I’ll be updating the poll on Wednesday with your suggestions.

You may vote now (though I ask that you not vote for a TBD until it no longer says TBD). If you’d prefer to wait until all the options are up on the poll, feel free, but get your votes in before next Sunday when a winner will be chosen, and a new Chapter will be posted.

So make your choice.

 

Naughty or Nice: The time to decide

It’s high time we got back into the swing of things here at Choose Your Own Geekery. Our annual Holiday story begins below. There will be three chapters in whichever story you pick, updating Sundays (except possibly the 10th, which might have to wait until Monday the 11th). So let’s get to it, shall we?


They said it’s nothing to worry about. Mom and Dad smiled to themselves when they thought you weren’t looking. Yes, the Christmas display at the mall had a copy of Santa’s list for all the world to see. Yes, your name was on the Naughty side, but Mom and Dad said it must have been another child with the same name.

They’re wrong, though. There are three other kids in your kindergarten class with your name. You’re the only one who spells it with two L’s. Besides, nobody told your parents about the incident with the chocolate pudding. Dropping it down one person’s pants would have gotten you a spot on the naughty list.

Dad’s on his way back from the jewelry store with a tiny bag in his hand. That means he’s done his shopping for Mom, which means you’re on your way to sit on Santa’s lap, and then dinner at Monty Burger.

Somehow, and a plan is starting to form in your mind, you’ve got to get yourself off the naughty list.

Or, if worst comes to worst, you’ll just have to steal the list entirely.


“Nancy Nyce, private detective, at your service.”

“Hello, Nancy, been a while.”

You sit up in your chair. There aren’t many clients whose voices you’d recognize immediately, but this is definitely one of them.

“Mr. Kringle. Yes, it has, sir. I wasn’t sure you’d be needing my services again.”

“Last year, I didn’t. But this year, I checked the list twice, and I’m still not sure what to do with this one. He’s mostly a good boy, but he’s done some naughty things, and I’m not sure if he’s really sorry for them or not. I trust you’re not too busy to take the case?”

He knows darn well you’re not. He sees you when you’re sleeping, after all, and you were napping right before this phone call.

“I can handle it, Mr. Kringle. Same rates as before?”

“That’s more than acceptable, Nancy. I’ll even make sure some of the Mrs.’s peppermint bark winds up under your tree if you pull this one off.”

You grin from ear to ear. “With incentive like that, how can I say no. Email me the particulars as soon as you can, please.”

You take a glance at your calendar. Three days until Christmas Eve, meaning you’ve got exactly three days to get this boy onto the Nice list.


Since we’re picking the story, you’ve got until Saturday the 2nd to choose a story. Get your vote in by that time, and please tell everybody you know. Chapter one begins on December 3rd.

What do you choose?

 

Trouble for the Tooth Fairy – Chapter 8

You can view the previous chapter here.

You grab the girl and tuck a rainbow into a pocket of extra-dimensional space before the emperor can change his mind. You generally consider yourself more of a craftsman than this, but no point in being fancy just now.

“Ow!” she says.

“Sorry. Had to be a bit slapdash here. We’re at the second Unnameable. Do you see that mountain over there?”

“Yeah.”

“Fun fact. Not a mountain. Great hulking beast bigger than our entire city. The only way we could keep it from attacking us was to build that wall over there. Made entirely out of baby teeth. Serves the dual function of being sharp and jagged and making it wonder what sort of ferocious thing could have amassed so many bones of it’s enemies.”

She stares at the second Unnameable. “It looks lonely.”

“Probably. Come on.”  So saying, you turn gravity off for just long enough to power a trip with the girl’s memories of birthday cake. It’s not up to your usual standards, but should be more comfortable for her. You can at least do that.

“All right, see the tiny cave lined with teeth? Evil Wizard in there. Made himself immune to every form of damage except a bite. Tried to take over the world about a thousand years ago. We threw him into the cave and then started lining it with teeth. He’s still trying to crawl out, so we keep lengthening the cave.”

“Doesn’t it hurt him?”

“Well that was rather the point. He was really not a very nice man.” You check your watch. Plenty of time left. “All right. One more quick stop.”

This one is just for show. You grab a diamond from the floor of the cave (there are dozens) and turn it into a lump of coal. Using that energy, you bounce the darkness of the cave around itself until it becomes half as bright as a quasar. You step into that dark light and arrive at your destination. Only a handful of fairies could do that.

The river isn’t exactly water. You’re not actually sure what it is. That’s sort of the point. It flows directly at the Tree of No Endings. It’s called that because no one has ever seen the top of it. But you’re not looking for the top.

“Aren’t we going back to the emperor?”

“Ah, yes, about that. You see, he would like me to go to the dungeon, and I would like to, well, not.” You hand her the lump of coal. “Throw that into the air once I’m gone. It should explode into a shower of diamond dust and get somebody’s attention. They’ll get you back to your home.”

“Wait. Where are you going?”

“This canal runs straight down into the roots of that tree. From there . . . well no one has any idea. I’d say it’s been a pleasure, but, well you’ve pretty much ruined my life. Toodle-pip!”

There is always a boat docked on the Root Canal. No one knows where it comes from, but it’s always there waiting to take someone who needs passage. You untie it and wave to the girl. The current takes you, growing steadily faster as you careen to the darkness under the roots.

***

When one life ends and another begins, there is usually a moment of remembrance. In a moment, you’ll be sure this was a dream of a fairy who could do the impossible, but for now, you know you’ve changed from that form to this larger, more oafish one. Your clumsy tongue searches your mouth and you find the gap you expected. You roll yourself over and stick your gawkish hands — small with lots of growing to do, but somehow impossibly big — under your pillow.

A small, cool metal coin rests there, assuring you that you have something to start your new life with.

The End.

 

Trouble for the Tooth Fairy – Chapter 8

You can view the previous chapter here.

“Your regalness! I can’t possibly go to the dungeon.”

“I think you’ll find that, in fact, you very much can.”

“No, that’s not what I mean. I have promised to show this girl what will become of her tooth. I can’t possibly leave such a pledge unfulfilled.”

“I have two problems with that. First, more than one person has made a solemn pledge to be somewhere or do something and then found themselves unable to fulfill that pledge due to being incarcerated. I doubt you’d even be the first such person this week. The second problem I have is that, as you very well know you had no business making such a promise. Marvin, take him away.”

Pleeeeeeeeeease!” The little girl hits octaves Marvin’s dental drill would have trouble with. The emperor stares at her in a mixture of horror and pity. “He promised to show me.”

The emperor closes his eyes and lets out a sigh like a steam engine coming to a stop. “You have twenty minutes – and no manipulation of the timeline. Show her what she needs to see, and then get back here to receive the punishment you know perfectly well that you deserve.”

“Thank you, your grace, your immensity, your awesome and revered . . .”

“Nineteen minutes and thirty seconds.”

What do you choose?

——— Wait, so what do I do now?

You will notice two TBD slots on the poll. These are meant to be filled out by YOU.

If you have a suggestion for another path the Tooth Fairy should take, please comment on this site, or send it to our Facebook page. (Like us while there if you don’t already, please and thank you.) Get your suggestions in by Monday because I’ll be updating the poll on Tuesday with your suggestions.

You may vote now (though I ask that you not vote for a TBD until it no longer says TBD). If you’d prefer to wait until all the options are up on the poll, feel free, but get your votes in before next Friday when a winner will be chosen, and a new Chapter will be posted.

So make your choice.

Trouble for the Tooth Fairy — Chapter Seven

Voting is extended to Saturday due to a tie in the poll.

 

You can view the previous chapter here.

“Your regal and imperial majesty! Your benevolent and beloved monarch! Ye whom the sun will not dare to set afore such time as you would wish it.”

“I sense that you want something from me.” The emperor looks down on you casually.

“I implore you to demonstrate that legendary trait you are so known for the length and breadth of the land!”

“My stamp collection?”

“Your mercy, my sovereign liege. This sweet and innocent peasant girl . . .”

She chimes in. “I’m not a peasant. Mommy says I’m a princess.”

“Quiet!” you say out of the corner of your mouth before returning your address to the emperor. “This girl wished only to bask for a moment in your regal glory. Surely you can show her some understanding when you have such empathy in abundance.”

“Oh, I understand the urge quite well, but you see, it’s not allowed.”

“Yes, but, exalted one, she had no way to know that.”

He considers. “No, I suppose she did not.” He narrows his eyes at you. “But you certainly did.”

“Well, yes, but that’s not the point.”

“Are you sure? It does seem to be the point.” He looks behind you to his guards who have entered the room. “Change of plans, Marvin. Send one of your men to fetch me someone to look after this little princess until she may be taken back to her home. As for my loyal collection agent here, take him to the dungeon and maybe beat him about the head and shoulders for a while if you’re so inclined.”

“For how long, my lord?”

“The beating? Oh, as long as you feel like it. But if you meant how long in the dungeon . . .” He looks up to the sky, calculating. “Let us say until such time as we have all the baby teeth from this girl’s great-great-great-great grandchildren.”

Well, that didn’t go as planned. You need a way out and fast.

What do you choose?

——— Wait, so what do I do now?

You will notice two TBD slots on the poll. These are meant to be filled out by YOU.

If you have a suggestion for another path the Tooth Fairy should take, please comment on this site, or send it to our Facebook page. (Like us while there if you don’t already, please and thank you.) Get your suggestions in by Monday because I’ll be updating the poll on Tuesday with your suggestions.

You may vote now (though I ask that you not vote for a TBD until it no longer says TBD). If you’d prefer to wait until all the options are up on the poll, feel free, but get your votes in before next Friday when a winner will be chosen, and a new Chapter will be posted.

So make your choice.