Det var en kølig dag i slutningen af november, og Nyhavn glimtede med julelys i aftenmørket.

It was a cool day at the end of November, and Nyhavn sparkled with Christmas lights in the evening darkness.

Folk gik rundt i deres varme jakker, og duften af ristede kastanjer fyldte luften.

People walked around in their warm jackets, and the scent of roasted chestnuts filled the air.

Mikkel, Sofie og Lars stod tæt sammen ved kanalen.

Mikkel, Sofie, and Lars stood close together by the canal.

Mikkel var ivrig.

Mikkel was eager.

Han ville tage det perfekte julebillede, som hans familie ville være misundelige på.

He wanted to take the perfect Christmas photo that his family would be envious of.

"Kom nu, stå lidt tættere," sagde Mikkel og prøvede at få Sofie og Lars til at passe ind i rammen.

"Come on, stand a little closer," said Mikkel, trying to fit Sofie and Lars into the frame.

Lige da Lars skulle trykke på kameraet, dukkede en mime op i baggrunden.

Just as Lars was about to press the camera button, a mime appeared in the background.

Han kastede sig dramatisk ud i en positur, der fik Sofie til at grine.

He dramatically posed, making Sofie laugh.

"Ej, se nu!

"Oh, look now!

Han er sjov," sagde Sofie og pegede på mimens overdrevede bevægelser.

He's funny," said Sofie, pointing at the mime's exaggerated movements.

Mikkel sukkede og forsøgte at samle dem igen.

Mikkel sighed and tried to gather them again.

"Vi prøver lige igen."

"Let's try again."

Lars knipsede endnu et billede.

Lars snapped another picture.

Men igen, mime var der, nu med en nissehue på hovedet.

But once again, the mime was there, now with a Santa hat on his head.

Mikkel rev håret og kiggede frustreret på sit kamera.

Mikkel pulled at his hair and looked frustrated at his camera.

"Hvordan kan han blive ved med at finde os?"

"How can he keep finding us?"

Sofie foreslog, "Hvad hvis vi prøver en anden vinkel?

Sofie suggested, "What if we try a different angle?

Måske fra den anden side af kanalen?"

Maybe from the other side of the canal?"

Lars nikkede og sagde, "Eller jeg kan prøve at fjerne ham senere med lidt redigering."

Lars nodded and said, "Or I can try to remove him later with a bit of editing."

De flyttede sig ned ad kajen, men mime fulgte efter dem, som en skygge.

They moved down the quay, but the mime followed them like a shadow.

Mikkel blev mere og mere irriteret.

Mikkel became more and more irritated.

Han skubbede kækt mime til side, men mime bare tilbage med et komisk hævet øjenbryn og gav sig til en juleagtig performance.

He cheekily pushed the mime aside, but the mime just responded with a comically raised eyebrow and started a Christmas-like performance.

Lige dér, midt i Mikkels frustration, brød Lars og Sofie ud i ukontrollabel latter.

Right there, in the midst of Mikkel's frustration, Lars and Sofie burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Mime dansede som en julemand, der havde mistet sin vej.

The mime danced like a Santa who had lost his way.

Til sidst gav Mikkel også op og lo med.

Eventually, Mikkel also gave up and laughed along.

Festlighederne omkring dem føltes lysere, og glemmen om perfeftion gik op for ham som den bedste oplevelse af aftenen.

The festivities around them felt brighter, and the realization that perfection wasn't everything dawned on him as the best experience of the evening.

Da de endelig fik taget billedet, var mime stadig der, i forgrunden, med en stor fjollet nissehue.

When they finally took the picture, the mime was still there, in the foreground, with a big silly Santa hat.

Hans spirit gav billederne liv.

His spirit brought the photos to life.

I stedet for at være skuffet, besluttede Mikkel at bruge det uforudsete foto som deres julekort.

Instead of being disappointed, Mikkel decided to use the unexpected photo as their Christmas card.

"Det her er faktisk ret sjovt," indrømmede Mikkel med et smil.

"This is actually pretty funny," Mikkel admitted with a smile.

"Det er i hvert fald noget, ingen andre vil have."

"It's definitely something no one else will have."

De gik videre, hånd i hånd, i aftenluften, varme af smilets glæde og latter.

They continued on, hand in hand, in the evening air, warmed by the joy of smiles and laughter.

Mime vinkede farvel, med sin hat i den ene hånd og et stort smil på ansigtet.

The mime waved goodbye, with his hat in one hand and a big smile on his face.

Nyhavn, med sine blinkende lys og farverige huse, havde givet dem et minde, de aldrig ville glemme.

Nyhavn, with its twinkling lights and colorful houses, had given them a memory they would never forget.

Denne jul ville Mikkels kort skille sig ud, ikke for det perfekte billede, men for livets uventede glæde fanget i en enkelt ramme.

This Christmas, Mikkel's card would stand out, not for the perfect picture, but for the unexpected joy of life captured in a single frame.