Haven i Jerne

The day began with high energy in Lystig’s little garden world. With Klunte on the team, there was never a dull moment. Lystig and Fjære woke up to a sound resembling a raging storm—but it was only Klunte attempting to light a fire with a pile of pine branches and an overly enthusiastic number of matches.

“Good morning, team!” Klunte shouted, waving energetically with a lit match. He immediately tripped over a branch and landed in the middle of his own fire pit, sending a cloud of snow and sparks into the air.

“Klunte!” Lystig yelled, rushing forward to extinguish the small flames that had already begun dancing in the snow. “What are you doing?”

“I just thought we could use some morning warmth,” Klunte replied, scratching his neck while trying to shovel snow back over the fire.

Fjære, who was flitting about and scolding like an irritated little bird, tried to help get the situation under control. “You’re a walking hazard, Klunte!”

The Christmas Spirit appeared just then, observing the scene with a warm smile. “It’s good to see the energy is high. But remember, today’s task requires focus.”

“Of course, Christmas Spirit,” Klunte said, straightening his crooked hat. “I’m ready for anything!”

The mission of the day was to hang a special string of twinkling star lights throughout the garden, leading all the way to the family’s house. The plan was to connect the elves’ magical lights with the humans’ Christmas decorations, creating a seamless flow of festive magic.

“Klunte, your task is simple,” Lystig said, handing him a roll of glowing garlands. “Just trail them along the path and make sure they’re hung nicely. Think you can manage that?”

“Simple!” Klunte grinned confidently.

But soon, “simple” turned into “catastrophic.” Klunte began unrolling the garlands but immediately tripped over the first lamppost, causing a domino effect throughout the garden. The garlands became tangled around bushes, trees, and even Max, the family dog, who stood in the middle of it all wagging his tail in confusion.

“Klunte, what on earth is happening?!” Fjære yelled as she tried to untangle one of the garlands from Max’s paw.

“It’s under control!” Klunte insisted, desperately tugging at the garlands. Unfortunately, he pulled too hard, sending the entire roll flying through the air like an unruly tornado of blinking lights.

Amid the chaos, the hanging lanterns began to sway precariously. One of them broke loose and fell straight into a pile of pine branches, which quickly started smoking.

“We have an emergency!” Lystig shouted.

The Christmas Spirit raised a hand, and immediately the flames subsided, as if the snow itself had come alive to help. She looked at Klunte with a gentle but firm gaze.

“Klunte, you have a gift,” she said calmly. “Even in your mistakes, you find new ways to create something beautiful. But you must learn to channel your energy.”

Klunte looked down, embarrassed. “I just wanted to help.”

“And you are,” Lystig said with an encouraging smile. “But maybe we should work a bit more as a team. Fjære, can you help Klunte manage the garlands?”

Fjære sighed but nodded. “Fine. But only because I don’t want to see the garden explode.”

Together, they worked on getting the garlands in place. Despite several minor mishaps—like when Klunte accidentally tied himself to a bush—the lights slowly began to take shape. As the sun set, the garlands lit up, casting a warm, twinkling glow across the garden.

“Look, we did it!” Klunte said proudly, admiring the beautiful lights now leading the way from the garden to the house.

“Yes, we did,” Lystig said, patting his cousin on the shoulder. “And it looks fantastic.”

The Christmas Spirit nodded approvingly. “Even in chaos, there is magic. And now, thanks to all of you, the garden is one step closer to becoming the radiant Christmas miracle we’re aiming for.”

They stood together, admiring their work. Despite the day’s challenges, they all felt a strong sense of camaraderie and pride. Klunte may have been clumsy, but his unyielding spirit and kind heart had helped create something truly special.