Kidnapping Father Christmas: Chapter 6 – Nigerian Christmas Story, Funny, Kidnap Santa Clause, Adventure, Children and Mischief, Free Web Novel, Fabling, Pam
The children gathered around the dazed and disoriented Father Christmas, who was now sitting on the floor, struggling to make sense of what was happening.
“The party will start soon, what do we do now?” Bayo asked, his voice laced with urgency.
“How are we supposed to kidnap him now?” Adaeze echoed, her face filled with concern.
“Watch and learn,” Malik said with a sly smile. “It always works when I do it for my brother.”
Oyinbo, still dressed in his Father Christmas costume, was spiraling into panic. His mind raced as he tried to piece together what was happening. Oh my God! Have they found out my plan? he thought, his heart pounding. He glanced at Turayo, the girl he was supposed to kidnap, but instead of fear, she wore an unsettling smile. The children were whispering, and he caught the word “kidnap.” Yekpa! They know! I’m in soup! His body felt heavy, too weak to move, and he was overwhelmed with fear.
“Father Christmas, hurry up, they will catch you!” a scared boy shouted in his face, shaking him from his thoughts. Instinctively, he tried to stand, urged on by the boy’s frantic commands. “Hurry, hurry, we have to leave now!” the boy insisted, pulling him to his feet.
The children tugged him along, and before he knew it, he was following one of the boys toward the school gate. “Start walking outside the school and go straight. I will come and meet you!” the boy ordered, and Oyinbo, confused and scared, obeyed without question.
As he walked toward the gate, he noticed the school’s security guard eyeing him suspiciously. This is it, he thought, they’ve caught me.
“Are you going to pick up what you forgot at home?” the guard asked, and Oyinbo nodded quickly, trying to maintain his composure. The guard hesitated but eventually opened the gate, and Oyinbo hurried out, relieved but still trembling with fear. That was close.
“Where are you going?” the security guard asked Malik and his classmates who were trailing behind Father Christmas.
“I misplaced my mummy’s change. I want to go home and see if I dropped it on the road,” Chukwuma lied smoothly.
“Why are they following you?” the guard asked, eyeing the group suspiciously.
“So they can help me find it,” Chukwuma replied.
“The ten of you cannot go out,” the guard said firmly.
“Okay, Malik, Bayo, follow me,” Chukwuma said, choosing his closest allies.
The guard opened the gate just wide enough for the three boys to slip through, and they sprinted after Father Christmas, who was now aimlessly wandering down the street.
“Oya, it’s time to hide,” Chukwuma said as they caught up with the dazed Father Christmas.
Oyinbo, still too weak to think clearly, was grateful that the children seemed to be helping him. “Follow us,” Malik instructed, and Oyinbo, desperate for guidance, obeyed.
They led him through the bustling streets, with curious onlookers casting puzzled glances at the sight of Father Christmas being escorted by a group of determined young boys. Finally, they reached a three-story building, a modest apartment complex. “Oya, enter,” Malik said as he pushed open the gate.
They guided him through the courtyard and into a small, neglected storehouse in the backyard. The space was dark and cluttered, filled with old furniture and forgotten items. It was the perfect hiding place.
Malik and the boys ushered Father Christmas inside, and as the door creaked shut behind them, Chukwuma and Bayo exchanged a glance. Without a word, Chukwuma picked up a heavy stick, and with a swift motion, he brought it down hard on the back of Father Christmas’s legs, sending him crashing to the ground.
Before Oyinbo could react, Bayo swung his stick with all his might, striking the back of Oyinbo’s head. The impact was immediate, and Oyinbo slumped forward, unconscious.
The boys stood over the fallen figure, their hearts pounding with a mix of excitement and fear. They had done it—they had kidnapped Father Christmas.
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