Narrator: <sips a bit of hot cocoa, notes his cue and hurridly chokes
down a bit of fruit cake> A whistle blows, well, it doesn't really
blows... okay, let me start again, a whistle crashes, along with the
rest of a train through <cough> ahem, through an unknowing commercial
set and <hack> ahem, some people get off and and ... ack... fruit
cake... reforming... can't get it ou... blacking out... must
introduce... SPOCK...

<A fake Christmas scene, fake snow, fake backdrops, fake actors, wearing
fake performance fleece... the bondage gear they have been tied up in is
seemingly very real as is the look akin to terror in their eyes. A bald
man shakes his head ruefully and turns to a tuxedo clad bandanna wearing
young man>

Krudd: You know, we could get into a wot of twouble for this.

Count P-chan: Bah! It's the first bit of fun I've had since vorking vith
that maniac.

<In steps a young man, silvery hair being blown about dramatically by a
studio blower... which is NOTHING like a fluffer though they do have a
similar union. He pulls a couple of carol books from his black armor and
hands them to the pair. Seven balls of kawaii bound in, like the
decapitated heads of witless snowmen, wearing earmuffs and carrying song
books of their own.>

Krudd: Do we HAVE to do this?

Parrot King: Of course, it's tradition!

Count P-chan: You've only done it once before.

Parrot King: If Bill Cosby can have a Leonard part 6, I can darn well
have a second year tradition... now SING!

<The count shrugs... and a wonderfull Christmas tradition goes one, once
more>

Parrot King/Keener: The cabbit is frothing, the Mousse is getting fat,
please to put a Shinji in the Eva's back... if you haven't got a Shinji,
a Knight Saber will do, if you haven't got a Knight Saber then My
Goddess bless you...

Count P-chan: <just a bit behind>: The cabbit is frothing, the Mousse is
getting fat, please to put a Shinji in the Eva's back... if you haven't
got a Shinji, a Knight Saber vill do, if you haven't got a Knight Saber
then My Goddess bless you...

Krudd: <a bit water, cwinging at every L and R> The cabbit is fwothing,
the Mousse is getting fat, pwease to put a Shinji in the Eva's back...
if you haven't got a Shinji, a Knight Saber will do, if you haven't got
a Knight Saber then My Goddess bwess you...

Mokonators: <still a bit later> Pu pupu pu pupu, pu Pu pu pupu pu, pu pu
pu pu Pupu pu pu pu pu... pu pu pupu pu pu Pupu, pu Pu Pu pu pu, pu pu
pupu pu pu Pu Pu pu Pu Pupu pu pu!

Gagged Old Actors from Shows Best Left Forgotten: Mlphp mphmph mplph
mpphplm hmph pphlm plhm plmhm phlmmpm Mphm pMP hmpmh phmpph mplph

Narrator: <cough> Must... buy... performance... <wheeze>... spockkkk

Keener: Happy Holidays! And may all your presents be bio-degradable!
Free cheese danishes and hot cocoa to us all!

Revenge's End Mad Bad Bishonen Lad
Caretaker of the Dark and Lonely Place (COR Deaconate)
The Parrot King

(And the Moon was as blood, the Storms crashed and the Seas BOILED!)
(Typical, thought the Lobsters)
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