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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
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