Starring Padragh Penwyn as Scrooge
Part 1 is here:
http://365project.org/summerfield/365-again/2014-12-22
When Scrooge thought that all’s settled down, he heard another weird sound. In fact there were two weird sounds before he realized one of them was his stomach growling, maybe from that questionable steak he had for supper. He decided to go to the loo one last time before going back to sleep which was so rudely interrupted by the ridiculous pantless Troll. He took his time, passing air and all that, and finally he went back to the bedroom and lo and behold! Someone’s on his bed!
“Who the eff are you and what you doin’ on my bed! Get the hell outta there!” Scrooge yelled.
Then the figure came into view. “I am Horace the Gingerbread Man. I am the Ghost of Christmas Present!”
Scrooge looked at him rather suspiciously as Horace moved away from the bed and floated around the room. Scrooge immediately jumped into the bed and covered himself up. “Well then, go away, I need some sleep and I have a stomach flu. I will be farting anytime now and you wouldn’t want to smell my fart.”
“For heaven’s sakes! Imma ghost, I can’t smell anything. And you better get out of that bed as I will need to take you some place.”
“No, not going anywhere,” but before Scrooge could say anything more, he found himself floating with Horace and out they went through the window in the evening air.
"Freak!" exclaimed Scrooge as he hung on for dear life onto the Gingerbread Man's head. "You don't look so good, mate! Do you ever shampoo your hair or what! You have dandruff all over!"
"Scrooge, don't be a wise-crack. That's sugar dusting. I'm a gingerbread. Surely you remember what that is. But don't you dare bite me or I'll drop you in a second!" They flew over the neighbourhood and the next village and...
The Gingerbread Man took him first to Bob Cratchitt’s house. There they saw Bob with his wife and their five kids who were singing Christmas carols. Their clothes were frayed and patched and the furniture were wobbly. There was fire going in the hearth and a small dressed pigeon roasting.
“That pigeon looked like roadkill!” exclaimed Scrooge, “They’re not going to eat that, are they? No wonder he’s always asking for a raise, he has too many mouths to feed!”
“Are you feeling sympathy for your accountant, Scrooge?” asked Horace.
“Bah, humbug!” sneered Scrooge.
Then a frail looking wee lad crawled up to Bob’s lap and Bob held him tenderly. “Who is that now?” asked Scrooge. “Oh, the horny bugger! He has six kids! And what’s wrong with that one?”
“Ah, you know, he’s sick. Bob can’t afford to get a good doctor for him because you won't give him insurance,” replied Horace, who was near tears at the sight. So he yanked Scrooge and they found themselves by the window of Fred’s living room where Fred and his wife and friends were singing and dancing and drinking.
“As usual, Uncle Scrooge can’t come tonight,” said Fred to the room at large. “He’s busy working.” The people in the room laughed. “He’s an old miser,” said Fred’s wife. “I don’t know why you bother inviting him!”
“Well, he’s the only living relation I have,” said Fred. “Here’s to Uncle Scrooge!” as he raised his glass.
“And you just might inherit all his wealth when he dies!” said a friend.
“I never thought of it that way,” said Fred, but his wife said, “Well now you know, so don’t forget I want to upgrade my camera to a DSLR when you get your inheritance. And of course, I want a new car, a convertible, mind you!”
Scrooge was appalled upon hearing the conversation and he started to yell at them but of course, they couldn’t hear him and he only realized that when Horace couldn’t control himself from laughing and he was rolling on the floor! “They can’t hear you, you nincompoop!”
“Bah, humbug! I will have to change my will. I shall call my lawyers at Never Right Fullosheet first thing tomorrow.”
“But they’re not working, Scrooge! It’s Christmas and offices don’t open until Monday. And even if you change your will, all your money would still go to your nearest relation, or to the government!”
Aaaargh!!
continued here
http://365project.org/summerfield/365-again/2014-12-24
Can't wait for the next installment! :) Oh...and love the GB Man's face!