Colby's Christmas Carol A-Z

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(There is a logo reading "Disney's COLBY: A CHRISTMAS CAROL").

[cut to me in the front door of the bathroom.]

Me: Oh, hi! Colby here, and I'm closing up the washroom here for the night and, um-

{MUNG DAAL WALKS BY.}

Mung Daal: Mr. Grumble's in the tree again.

{I MAKE A SURPRISED AND ANGRY AT THE SAME TIME REACTION}

Me: Well, tell him to get out! Sorry about that. We're having a little holiday party in the washroom and all my friends have come over for a visit. Care to join us? Follow me. Every year the whole world finds a reason to celebrate the seasons. The whole New Year. The longest night. Oh, there's lots of stories to go along at this time of year. Everyone has their favourites.

(CRASH)

Me: Oh, we better check this out.

(Cut to Mr. Grumble, Annoying Orange and Marzipan looking at Candace stuck under a Christmas tree.)

(People mumble on and on and on)

Me: OK; first thing's first. Get out of the tree, Mr. Grumble.

Candace: Get the tree off of me!

Me: OK. (does as I am told)

Candace: Next time, let's stop grumbling and set up the tree.

Bert: For once, she's right.

Patrick: We should put something heavy under the base. So it doesn't fall again.

(I go get something heavy)

Ron Weasley: We got food! Follow me!

Widget: Not bad. Not bad at all. Needs some tinsel.

Mr. Happy: Wait a minute. We're not all here. Where's the Thomas cast?

(Snow falls through our door)

Henry: Whoahaohaoahaoahaoahaohaoahaohaoahoahaoahoahaoahoahaoahoahaoha! Haahwaowawhawohaheyheyhey!

Vulpix: Close the door, you're letting the snow in!

Sunshine: Where have you been?

Me: Are you OK, Gordon?

Gordon: Yes. (gordon Falls)

Rheneas: Careful, you'll squish it.

Me: Weather's getting rough out there, isn't it?

Duke: Yeah, you said it. It's a blizzard. We might get snowed in here.

Pear: What did you say?

Mr. Fussy: Something about being "Snowed In."

Doktor Frogg: That sounds like fun.

Homsar: This is supposed to be a holiday party, not a donner party.

Snape: Oh, relax. We have all the snacks.

Mr. Greedy: Food?! I'm starving!

Dumbledore: Oh, please. You're not starving. You're just expressing a superstition of modearte hunger!

Strong Mad: OUT OF MY WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!

Mr. Topsy-Turvy: Here in cold it's!

Gutsy Smurf: Can't we turn up the heat, laddie?

Me: We have lots of heat. We have the fire....