Welcome to the Gummy Bear Show!
Ha ha!
La la la la la la!
Finally, a Christmas I always dreamed of: alone!
That's right.
Mr. Cronk, Granny Peters, Kala and Harry are all gone for Christmas, which is great!
It's just going to be me and Santa!
Santa should be here in six hours according to NorEd.
Better set my clock.
Only six hours until Santa!
Like this baking sheet, I will butter up Santa with the most delicious cookies he has ever
had in his life.
That fuzzy old man will have no choice but to bring me the most presents ever!
*BOOM* WOAH!
*sleigh bells*
Ah!
What was that?
Was it something on the roof?
Is that... right?
Hm...
I need time for the cookies to bake, so let's leave it at three.
Santa can't arrive until this clock says so!
*sleigh bells*
Ah!
Who could that be?
Since I know Santa's not coming for three whole hours, there's only one conclusion I
can come to: It's a burglar!
He must be after my Christmas cookies!
Ungh, augh, ungh, augh!
Ho ho ho ho ho ho!
Oh no.
You aren't trying to squeeze down my chimney, are you?
Huh.
Chimneys are for Santa, you cookie burglar!
Ho ho ho!
That's no match for my fire-retardant special boots!
Ha ha ha!
Special boots, eh?
Oh ho ho, I got you.
Ungh, ungh!
Ha ha!
Oh ho ho...
Tickle tickle tickle tickle!
Ha ha ha!
Stop it!
Ha ha ha!
Tickle tickle tickle!
Don't worry, the tickling part is over now.
Ha ha ha.
WOAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Ha ha ha....
That's the end of that problem.
Rise, my cookies.
Rise!
*sleigh bells*
Rrgh....
The cookie burglar again?
Right.
Bring it on!
I am ready to defend my cookies, come holly or high mistletoe!
This box of Christmas goodies should take care of you.
♫ On the first day of Christmas I gave my burglar freak
a massive fruit cake! ♫
*splat*
Ow!
♫ On the second day of Christmas I gave my burglar freak
this glass Christmas ornament ♫
And boy is it heavy!
*crash*
Ow!
Hey!
Do you wanna know what I gave my burglar freak on the third day of Christmas?
No!
Not at all!
♫ I gave my burglar freak all the presents I never wanted! ♫
*crash*
Ow.
How about some rancid egg nog?
Ah!
Bleugh! Pleugh! Yuck!
Merry Christmas to one and all, even to my friend the burglar who appears to be egg-nostic.
Egg nog you later!
Ho... ho... ho...
Is he saying "Ho ho ho"?
Why would that make him laugh?
This guy just won't quit.
I must defend my cookies for Santa!
♫ Who's that on the roof coming down the chimney?
Who's that banging on my door?
It must be a burglar, go away intruder It's Christmas don't you know?
I hear the ringing, ding-a-ling-a-ling Doesn't make much sense to me
Did I miss something? Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling
Do you think that it could be...?
Welcome Santa in the house, you know I love you so
I hope I didn't make you mad when I buried you in snow
I guess I made a small mistake when I set your boots ablaze
I sense that you're not happy now, I can see it in your face ♫
The cookies are for Santa!
You can't have any.
*bang bang bang*
Tinsel my toes.
Now who could that be?
Maybe it's Santa!
Nah... impossible.
Santa's not coming for another three hours.
Hmm... it must be sooner by now.
Bah!
*crash*
Well deck my halls!
Giant Christmas cows?
Ugh....
A Gummy's gotta do what a Gummy's gotta do.
Yippie-kai-ay, Christmas cows!
*ding* My cookies!
They're finally done!
And stuff my stockings!
All this cookie defending sure has made me hungry.
I suppose one cookie won't hurt.
*munch*
*sniff*
Ho ho ho!
Those cookies sure smell good!
Ha ha ha...
You betcha!
But they're not for you.
They're my special cookies for a special man that only comes once a year down the chimney,
and "Ho ho ho"s, and... and... reindeer?
Your name isn't Samuel by chance, is it?
Samuel...
Claus...?
No.
Uh oh....
Hi Santa!
Nnnnghh....
Oh, so NOW you recognize me.
Guess I'm not on the nice list anymore, huh?
Nice list?
I'm late now for my deliveries!
It is Christmas Eve, and this is the night I have to spread joy throughout the land.
Well, Santa, I have to say: If it makes you feel any better, you brought me a lot of joy.
I mean... a lot of joy.
Oh did I?
Oh yes!
I had a lot of fun maiming and mayhem-ing you, actually.
Nnnggh....
Come on Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, and Rudolph.
We don't have time for this at all.
Look, is there anything I can do to help?
Ya know, so we can call it even?
Call it even?
You burned my feet, smashed my head with Christmas decorations, covered me in rancid egg nog,
threw me from a tall building and then, topped me with cupcake frosting and sprinkles!
Like I said, a lot of joy was had.
Hmmm....
Well, there is one teeny tiny thing that you might be able to do.
WAHOO!
Ho ho ho!
Ha ha ha ha!
You're doing great, Gummy!
WOAH!
MERRY CHRIST-WOAH!
WA HA, what a shot!
Ha ha!
Here's a gift from Santa!
Go for it, Gummy!
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
Ho ho ho!
I love Christmas!