Santa and Queen dance together. The Little Fairies again form ring around them and all dance. Queen raises her wand and the ring breaks. Queen and Santa dance out of the ring and exit into the garden. The Little Fairies stop dancing, and curtsey “Good-bye.” A knock is heard on the door.
Thomas Page. Oh, somebody else is coming! I wonder who it is this time?
Tiny Tim ushers in a tall, dignified young man.
Young Man [bows to them all]. I am a messenger from the President of the United States.
All the Fairies. Oh, Mr. Messenger, we are so glad to see you. [They all shake hands with him.]
Young Man. What is the matter here? The little children all over the world are wondering if Christmas is going to be late. There are no Christmas trees growing, no holly or turkeys.
Thomas Page. Santa Claus is madly in love with the Fairy Queen, and he and the Queen have forgotten their Christmas duties. I propose that we break up this love affair.
Billy Bundy. Why doesn’t your President, as Commander in Chief of the United States Army, order troops out to bring Santa Claus to time?
Messenger. That’s just what I’ll ask him to do.
Flossie Fixit. Oh, don’t. He’s not really bad. I suggest that you, Mr. Messenger, allow us to transform you into a fairy prince, so you can win the Queen’s hand in marriage. When Santa Claus recovers from the shock, he’ll be glad enough to attend to his Christmas duties.