On the twelfth day of Christmas
"I WANNA BE FAMOUS!” Wacky Cow shouted.
So Eva, who is Old McEric's daughter, led the five cows to the bakery.
There once lived a farmer . . . with a farm . . . and a ton of animals . . . and a ton of other things, animals, and people. But for now, we will mainly focus on five of his cows and the farmer.
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As the family was tidying up the TV studio, the door opened.
No one moved, except Jasmine, who screamed.
“What are you doing in my TV studio?” Mr. Berkley, the toy maker, bellowed.
“Recording,” Matthew said innocently.
“What are you doing here?” Micah asked.
“I was watching TV! Santa was about to go back to the North Pole to get his “good kids list” and to fire the bad elf when you showed up! Good thing my station isn’t on national television; I would be very embarrassed.”
“TV is a powerful medium, you know,” Kevin said.
“That’s it! Penguins!” Suddenly, two emperor penguins walked in, dragging a sled behind them. “Put them on the sled and take them to the sled corridor! Now!”
The penguins obeyed, put the family and robot on the big sled and started dragging them off with Mr. Berkley’s watchful eye on the family and the robot.
Micah had an idea. He would annoy them! “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
The penguins stopped pulling the sled in order in cover their ears.
“Stop covering your ears! And stop making so much noise, kid!” Mr. Berkley yelled.
The three obeyed, but Kevin had a library of sound effects and produced a bomb sound effect.
The penguins ran off with the sled. But they pulled it with such a jerk that the four fell off the sled.
“Very funny,” Mr. Berkley frowned.
Two new penguins appeared and dumped the four on another sled.
“You better be quiet,” Mr. Berkley mumbled.
Soon as they got to the sled corridor, Mr. Berkley said, “Now, I’m going to send you all out of here! Dramatically!”
‘Whatever that meant,’ thought Kevin.
“I’m going to send you to . . . Stinkytown!”
“NOOO!” Jasmine cried.
“Yes,” Mr. Berkley smiled.
Then the corridor door opened and a guard came in. “We heard a bomb, are you okay?”
“Um, yes. Yes, I am. Yeah, thank you,” Mr. Berkley stuttered, waiting for the guard to leave.
“Okay . . . wait, who do you have with you?” the guard wondered.
“Um, no one!” Mr. Berkley smiled.
“Those are the guys on TV!”
“What are you going to do with them?”
“Send them to Stinkytown.”
“I mean, you can’t!”
“Because the bridge is out! It’s been broken for the longest time!”
“Oh, sorry guys. I was hoping you guys would be stinky, not dead.”
Suddenly, one of the penguins who was scared away from the bomb came running in, seeking for cover, and slipped on one of Mr. Berkley’s candy bars on the ground. The penguin went flying and bumped the button, which launched the sled to Stinkytown!”
“Nooooo!” Mr. Berkley cried as he jumped into the slide after the family without a sled! Well, good thing Mr. Berkley invented a machine that pops a sled right under you if you jumped in with out a sled.
And seven emperor penguins jumped in after Mr. Berkley and sleds popped right under them.
Well, Matthew soon tipped the sled, but Mr. Berkley zoomed by.
Kevin got up and stood in the way of the penguins and jumped on the sled of the first penguin.
“Hi!” Kevin said. The penguin just nodded. Kevin patted his beak and gave him a hi-five.
Kevin jumped off the sled and gave the penguins hi-fives.
I don’t really know how it all really works, but whenever you give a penguin a hi-five while he’s on a sled, he goes faster. Kids, don’t try this at home.
The penguins sled faster and faster and caught up with Mr. Berkley. They picked him up and they jumped over the broken bridge and landed safely in . . . Stinkytown.
After the penguins and Mr. Berkley got a ride to Dinkeytown (they had to take a long way around) in a stinky truck, the town decided to have a Christmas party on Christmas day with Christ in the center. They would give gifts, engage in conversation, play games, sing “Happy Birthday” to Jesus, and eat cake. It was also a great way for Mr. Berkley to get back into a normal life, for he sold his tower and factory.
“Oh, an apple! Thank you! You have no idea since I’ve eaten one of these!”
The penguins happily went back to their home at the North Pole, where no work awaited them.
Mr. Berkley lived in house #37 and Screwdriver Kevin in house #38. Together, they had a repair shop and made furniture together. And they also experimented with inventions and gadgets.
“This thing is called a bomb!”
A few days after Christmas, Matthew got a letter in the mail which read, “Dear Matthew, I saw the coverage on TV. It’s wonderful that you’re spreading the good news, but it’s not enough just knowing it. You have to accept it. Will you do that? – Mr. Old Man”
Matthew thought for a moment. Then he put the letter down, put on some warm clothes, and went out side.
He was heading south.
This is a parody of “The Toy Who Saved Christmas” by VeggieTales
As Micah and his family were sledding, Micah’s dad tipped the sled over.
“Ow! That hurt!” Micah cried. “Why did you do that?”
“Well up ahead is a bridge toward Stinkytown that broke and hasn’t been fixed. So we don’t want to go overboard, am I right?” Matthew, Micah’s dad asked. Micah chuckled.
“I hope nothing broke,” a new voice said.
“Ahhhh!” Jasmine, Micah’s mom, screamed.
“Let’s push his nose!” Micah said instantly recognizing Screwdriver Kevin.
“No! Don’t push my nose! Don’t push my nose!” Kevin said instantly.
“Why would you want to push my nose?”
“I don’t know.”
“Who are you?” Micah’s mom asked, recovering from her scare.
“Well, I’m Screwdriver Kevin the Robot.”
“Have I heard of you before?” Matthew asked.
“He’s the toy I want!” Micah replied for the robot. “But why are you here?”
“Well, I got kinda scared. You know how robots can get scared,” he chuckled nervously.
Jasmine eyed Screwdriver Kevin suspiciously.
“And by the way, don’t ask me what the meaning of Christmas is,” Kevin said quickly. “I don’t agree with the Christmas stuff that was programmed into me. I want to find out what the true meaning of Christmas is. Want to join me?”
The cold, soaking parents didn’t know what to think. But Micah quickly fell in step with the robot, so the parents decided to follow along.
After walking for awhile, Jasmine asked, “So, where are we going?”
“Um, that’s a good question,” Kevin responded. “Let me think.” After thinking for a few moments, he said, “Well, we’re walking north and I was always told, ‘Don’t know where to go? Go north!’ Hopefully that doesn’t mean we’re going all the way to the North Pole or something.”
“You mean,” Jasmine said breathlessly, “you’ve been leading us in circles?”
“No, ma’am,” Kevin said. “Just north. Not east or south or west, just north.”
Before Jasmine could scream again, Matthew offered, “I think an old wise man lives in a cabin nearby. I think we’re going in the right direction.”
“What did I say?” Kevin smiled. “Always go north!”
After a few minutes, Kevin shouted, “Look! A cabin up ahead!” Kevin ran as fast as he could.
Kevin knocked and the door opened. “Ahhhhhh!” was the reply. “What do you want . . . robot?”
Kevin asked the woman, “Is this where the old man lives?”
“I don’t know what old man you’re talking about and my parents told me to never talk with strangers!” the lady said. “And you’ve already given me a good scare so I don’t want to talk to you anyways!” She slammed the door.
The family caught up with the robot. “How come he didn’t let you in?” Matthew wondered, out of breath.
“This wasn’t the old man’s cabin. And the woman living here didn’t want to talk to me because I was a robot.
“So we keep on going north?” Micah asked.
“No, silly,” Kevin laughed. “We go either west or east ten steps then go north. ‘Cause if you just go north, you’ll run into the door.”
In about fifteen minutes, they reached another cabin.
“Let’s see if this is the old man’s cabin,” Kevin said as he knocked.
“Welcome in!” was the welcome reply from the old man after he opened the door.
Micah and his parents were each given a giant mug of hot cocoa. Kevin sat down next to them and listened as the old man began to tell his story.
“Well, you might have heard that the true meaning of Christmas is Santa or gifts or candy. But that is not the reason for the season.
“This story happened more than 2,000 years ago. It is the story of God coming to earth as a baby. God completed this according to the promises that he made. He had his son, Jesus, be born in Bethlehem. And he was a king who loved everyone. What was put in motion was the plan of redemption to save us from our sins. He gave us a gift which can save us from our sins. Without him, life is meaningless and nothing. His birth and his gift is why we truly celebrate Christmas.”
The man was speaking with such joy and happiness. The family and robot smiled and they listened with open ears which the Holy Spirit enabled them to have.
“Jesus is the reason for the season,” the old man explained. “We show others how much we care by giving. Because God sent his Son, we were saved from hell. Because of his gift of salvation he gave, we give to others.”
As the family and the robot got up to go, the mister said, “You are always welcome to come back. I can always tell you more.”
“We will,” promised Matthew. “Um, by the way, do you know what direction Dinkeytown is?”
“Yes. You can ride your sled down the hill north of here. You should get there in no time.”
“Thanks,” he said gratefully.
“Always go north!” Kevin said happily.
A little ways before they got to the town, Matthew tipped the sled again.
“Here’s the deal,” Matthew said as they were getting up out from the snow, “Kevin, you meet us at the big pine. You should have no problem recognizing it. Go around the town so you don’t cause a disturbance.” Kevin took off. “The rest of us shall go change out of our soaking clothes; then we’re going to switch on some ceiling fans!” Smiling at their confused faces, he said, “I’ll explain later.”
As they walked into town, they saw Dan, Amy, and Callie playing happily with a ball.
Soon after they changed and went out of the house, they saw Dan accidentally kick the ball too high and it landed where the snowman’s head used to be.
The girls gasped. Before they could say anything, Dan wailed, “If we had Screwdriver Kevin, we would be able to get that ball down in no time!”
Suddenly, the three kids burst into tears. Micah couldn’t help but laugh internally about how silly they looked, now that he knew the true meaning of Christmas. He knew he needed to tell them the good news, but what did his father have in mind?
Kevin was patiently waiting and it didn’t take long for the family to find him.
“Here’s the deal,” Matthew explained. “I know there’s a TV studio in the toy tower, right Kevin?”
“Yes, and I know where it is!”
“Great! Lead us there and we’ll tell everyone about this good news!”
A chorus of cheers rose and they went in the direction of the toy tower.
They were heading north.
When they got there, Kevin explained to the guard that he and his friends had some business to take care of. The lazy guard sleepily let them in.
When they got to the TV studio, they saw that a board was screwed in front of the door. Kevin took charge and unscrewed it and let the family in.
Matthew had some experience running a TV studio, so he set the equipment up. But even so, Jasmine knew more about movie cameras, so she ran that. Micah and Kevin would be in front of the camera.
As soon as his dad gave the signal, Micah said, “Hi, my name is Micah! And this here is Screwdriver Kevin!”
“Now many of you have been confused of what the true meaning of Christmas is. Well, Screwdriver Kevin here has the answer. Screwdriver Kevin, what is the true meaning of Christmas?”
Kevin went on for a few minutes, sharing the truth. Soon after, they wrapped up.
“That was great!” Matthew said excitedly. “Now, let’s get out of here!”
While they were making the place look like how it looked like before, the door opened.
Why did the door open? Why did Jasmine scream? Will the family be safe? What in the world is even going on? Does the robot have faulty wiring? Is he an imposter? Why am I asking so many questions? Well, come back for part three of this awesome, yet crazy, story!
It was a snowy December day here in Dinkytown. The kids in house #11 were eating breakfast when they heard a knock on the door.
The mom yelled from the other room, “I’m too tired to answer the door. You go get it, Dan”
The person who was knocking on the door now was also verbally saying “Knock, knock” because he was standing there freezing in the cold.
The oldest child, Dan, who was 9, was frustrated that the person couldn’t wait during the delay and he told the person in the cold, “I heard you knock, knock! You don’t have to say knock knock when you knock knock you knock knocker!”
“Who is it?”
“It’s the mailman!”
Dan opened the door. “Is it a package for me?” he asked curiously, forgetting the fact that he was in his jammies and was freezing from the cold.
“Um, no. I can’t find house #24. Do you know where it is?”
Just then, Callie and Amy, Dan’s 5-year-old twin sisters, took the box from the mailman and jumped into their cannon and pulled Dan in. Dan pushed a button and they were shot across town over the snowman in the middle of the town towards house #24.
Well, not really “over” the snowman. They grazed the side of the head, and while the head fell off the snowbody, they made it safely over to house #24. They rang the doorbell and Micah opened the door and pulled them into the warmth of his house.
“What did you bring for me?” Micah, who was nine like Dan, asked excitedly.
Before Dan could reply, Amy pulled the box out of Micah’s reach. “No guarantee that this box is for you!”
“Yeah!” Callie replied. She usually just copied Amy. “It could be for your mom or dad!”
Micah smiled and changed the subject, “Wanna watch TV with me?”
“Sure!” was the resounding cry.
They gathered eagerly on the couch just as the commercials started.
“You missed the most amazing thing!” Micah said excitedly. “One of Santa’s elves was a bad egg and switched the ‘good’ and ‘bad’ list! Now Santa’s delivering gifts to the bad kids!”
“Wow!” Callie said breathlessly.
After a very long and boring commercial about a blender that didn’t make any sense, a man dressed like Santa announced, “This is the one, the toy that you’ve been after! It’s plenty of fun and the cost doesn’t matter!”
“Didn’t I hear that on YouTube or something like that before?” Dan mumbled.
“I am presenting to you . . . Screwdriver Kevin the Robot!”
“Ohhhh!” The kids said as their eyes grew.
“He has a screwdriver on his left hand and if you ask him, he’ll tell you what the true meaning of Christmas is. Screwdriver Kevin, what is the true meaning of Christmas?”
“Christmas means getting a new car!”
“Great! What else?”
“Christmas is about eating candy and opening presents.”
“Amazing! So, what can you tell the kids watching this?”
“Garrett Vandenburg has more toys than you!”
“So go ahead and buy him! It’s not all that expensive, just $1,027.51!”
The TV show all forgotten, the kids ran in different directions.
Micah ran to his parents and asked, “Can I have a car for Christmas?”
Dan, Callie, and Amy ran out of the house, trying not run into the other whining kids in the street, and ran into their home.
Dan ran to his dad, “I need Screwdriver Kevin for Christmas.”
Amy whined to her very tired mom, “Garrett Vandenburg has more toys than me!”
“Who’s Garrett Vandenburg?” her mother wondered.
“But I want more candy!” Callie yelled.
“And that’s the true meaning of Christmas! WHHHAAAHHHH!” both girls cried.
It took the rest of the day to calm all the kids in town.
But there was one who was enjoying the show. The toy maker who made Screwdriver Kevin, Mr. Berkley, was watching them in his tall tower. He laughed so hard that one of the robots that he made got so scared that he jumped out of the window and ran away. He wasn’t looking where he was running that he tripped over a rock and rolled down the hill.
The next day, Micah and his parents went sledding. After they had sled for over an hour, Micah’s dad said, “All right, one more ride down. Let’s go higher up the hill so we can have a long ride down.”
Micah leap for joy and started running up the hill as his parents tried to keep up with him.
After Micah’s dad boosted off the sled, Micah cheered as they went faster and faster down the hill.
Then, the sled mysteriously tipped over.
What will happen? How the sled tip over? Will anyone get hurt? Why are you even reading this story? Well, come back for part two of this story!