Post by collin on Dec 22, 2011 19:49:54 GMT -5
The people of Far and Wide liked Christmas a lot.
But Albert who lived just south of FW did not.
He hated Christmas the whole Christmas season.
Now don’t ask me why, no one quite knows the reason.
Maybe his cape was on too tight.
Maybe his helmet wasn’t fitting just right.
But perhaps the biggest reason of all.
Was the jerk didn’t have any heart at all.
But what ever the reason his cape or his helmet.
He stood at his fortress making a threat.
“Christmas is coming, it’s almost here.”
Said Albert with a gastly sneer.
“Soon all the FW boys and girls will Role Play.”
“And they’ll play and they’ll play all god darn day.”
“They’ll role play romance, action and games.”
“Then they’ll do something that just makes me wanna flip.”
“They’ll ship, they’ll just ship ship ship ship.”
“They’ll ship Shortstuff and Hypership.”
“Then they’ll ship,*gasp* imagineif.”
And so Albert wanting to stop with the cheer.
Needed a plan that would replace it with fear.
And so he thunk on his throne tapping his head.
“I need to make Christmas all good and dead.”
And then he came up with a idea. And awful idea.
Albert thought of a terrible, evil idea.
“I’ll destroy Christmas, by taking their presents.”
“I wonder how they’ll react to this turn of events.”
Then Albert laughed and built a sleigh.
But he stopped for a sec with a sigh and a “Hey.”
“I’m missing something else, for this disguise.”
“I need a Stantler I surmise.”
“But where would I could that, lessee?”
“This is something I didn’t foresee”
And that moment his brother knocked on his door.
Albert knew he was a sucker, oh what a score.
The evil big brother let the little one in.
His plan was on track, oh this was so much win.
“Brother of mine, so awesome and so cool.”
Albert lied to Collin, playing him for a fool.
“I need your help with a plan of mine.”
“If you help me with this, the girls will think your so fine.”
And with that little twist of the arm, Collin agreed to help his brother.
Little did he know it was Christmas they would plunder.
Without so much as a second Albert dressed up his bro.
Who made a pretty good Stantler wouldn’t you know?
And tied up him to his make shift sleigh.
And with a crack of his whip, they were on their way.
The first house on their trip was that of Mayor Green.
Albert and bro landed on top and was not even seen.
He hopped down the chimney just like Saint.Nick.
Since he was a twig, he didn’t need any trick.
Once he was in the house he stole the presents Nick and Nate.
Then he stole the rest and made sure all the food in the house was ate.
And he left nothing in this house of Green.
Oh Albert was quite, quite mean.
The house of Nikki was next on the list.
Oh all the presents for her will be very missed.
He stole the presents his own brother gave to her.
He stole the booze his uncle gave; in a blur.
And then Albert stole all the Pokemon and put it in a sac.
And he was about to toss it up and be on his way back.
But he heard a sound like a coo of a dove.
Ali came down, the one his brother did love.
The cute little blonde spotted the fake Santa Claus.
Albert froze and he actually had to pause.
But before too long he snapped out of it quick.
“Oh you see my dear as you can see I’m Saint Nick.”
“And these Pokemon wanted to see the north pole.”
“So I thought I’d take them back home.”Said Albert the Troll.
And Ali bought the lie, and went off to bed.
Albert snarled. “I wish you were dead.”
And with Pokemon in toe he visted houses back to back.
He stole from Donut, Gloomy and Hawk’s rival Black.
He then stole from Boris, from Yelllow and White.
Oh this Christmas would be a terrible sight.
Then his poor brother carried all the stolen goods to his fortress.
Oh that evil Albert was filled with such badness.
Then Albert had a sadistic idea that would just please his senses.
He always took pleasure at other people’s expenses.
He held a ear to the city of Far and Wide.
Oh how the people would chide.
But instead of a cry or a swear or a moan.
The sound that he heard was rather unknown.
It was a happy song, a song was being sung.
But it was impossible, it was he who won.
He turned to his brother with a worried look.
“How can this be, my plan was off the hook.”
“It came without rare candies, it came without Pokeballs!”
“It came without TMs HMs and Smash Brothers Brawls!”
Then a thought struck him, that hadn’t before.
Maybe Christmas didn’t come from a store.
“Maybe, just maybe…it’s something much more.”
And then Albert looked at his bro, then back at the town.
“Well that plan backfired.” He said with a frown.
And then something happened, that people on FW say.
That his heart actually reduced in size that day.
“I’ll come up with a plan, for next Christmas you here!”
“Next year I swear I’ll fill you with fear!”
And that was the story, that ended quite happy.
It just really kinda wasn’t that sappy.
THE END
(Didn't know where else to place this. Hope you guys like it. It kinda sucks but meh.)
But Albert who lived just south of FW did not.
He hated Christmas the whole Christmas season.
Now don’t ask me why, no one quite knows the reason.
Maybe his cape was on too tight.
Maybe his helmet wasn’t fitting just right.
But perhaps the biggest reason of all.
Was the jerk didn’t have any heart at all.
But what ever the reason his cape or his helmet.
He stood at his fortress making a threat.
“Christmas is coming, it’s almost here.”
Said Albert with a gastly sneer.
“Soon all the FW boys and girls will Role Play.”
“And they’ll play and they’ll play all god darn day.”
“They’ll role play romance, action and games.”
“Then they’ll do something that just makes me wanna flip.”
“They’ll ship, they’ll just ship ship ship ship.”
“They’ll ship Shortstuff and Hypership.”
“Then they’ll ship,*gasp* imagineif.”
And so Albert wanting to stop with the cheer.
Needed a plan that would replace it with fear.
And so he thunk on his throne tapping his head.
“I need to make Christmas all good and dead.”
And then he came up with a idea. And awful idea.
Albert thought of a terrible, evil idea.
“I’ll destroy Christmas, by taking their presents.”
“I wonder how they’ll react to this turn of events.”
Then Albert laughed and built a sleigh.
But he stopped for a sec with a sigh and a “Hey.”
“I’m missing something else, for this disguise.”
“I need a Stantler I surmise.”
“But where would I could that, lessee?”
“This is something I didn’t foresee”
And that moment his brother knocked on his door.
Albert knew he was a sucker, oh what a score.
The evil big brother let the little one in.
His plan was on track, oh this was so much win.
“Brother of mine, so awesome and so cool.”
Albert lied to Collin, playing him for a fool.
“I need your help with a plan of mine.”
“If you help me with this, the girls will think your so fine.”
And with that little twist of the arm, Collin agreed to help his brother.
Little did he know it was Christmas they would plunder.
Without so much as a second Albert dressed up his bro.
Who made a pretty good Stantler wouldn’t you know?
And tied up him to his make shift sleigh.
And with a crack of his whip, they were on their way.
The first house on their trip was that of Mayor Green.
Albert and bro landed on top and was not even seen.
He hopped down the chimney just like Saint.Nick.
Since he was a twig, he didn’t need any trick.
Once he was in the house he stole the presents Nick and Nate.
Then he stole the rest and made sure all the food in the house was ate.
And he left nothing in this house of Green.
Oh Albert was quite, quite mean.
The house of Nikki was next on the list.
Oh all the presents for her will be very missed.
He stole the presents his own brother gave to her.
He stole the booze his uncle gave; in a blur.
And then Albert stole all the Pokemon and put it in a sac.
And he was about to toss it up and be on his way back.
But he heard a sound like a coo of a dove.
Ali came down, the one his brother did love.
The cute little blonde spotted the fake Santa Claus.
Albert froze and he actually had to pause.
But before too long he snapped out of it quick.
“Oh you see my dear as you can see I’m Saint Nick.”
“And these Pokemon wanted to see the north pole.”
“So I thought I’d take them back home.”Said Albert the Troll.
And Ali bought the lie, and went off to bed.
Albert snarled. “I wish you were dead.”
And with Pokemon in toe he visted houses back to back.
He stole from Donut, Gloomy and Hawk’s rival Black.
He then stole from Boris, from Yelllow and White.
Oh this Christmas would be a terrible sight.
Then his poor brother carried all the stolen goods to his fortress.
Oh that evil Albert was filled with such badness.
Then Albert had a sadistic idea that would just please his senses.
He always took pleasure at other people’s expenses.
He held a ear to the city of Far and Wide.
Oh how the people would chide.
But instead of a cry or a swear or a moan.
The sound that he heard was rather unknown.
It was a happy song, a song was being sung.
But it was impossible, it was he who won.
He turned to his brother with a worried look.
“How can this be, my plan was off the hook.”
“It came without rare candies, it came without Pokeballs!”
“It came without TMs HMs and Smash Brothers Brawls!”
Then a thought struck him, that hadn’t before.
Maybe Christmas didn’t come from a store.
“Maybe, just maybe…it’s something much more.”
And then Albert looked at his bro, then back at the town.
“Well that plan backfired.” He said with a frown.
And then something happened, that people on FW say.
That his heart actually reduced in size that day.
“I’ll come up with a plan, for next Christmas you here!”
“Next year I swear I’ll fill you with fear!”
And that was the story, that ended quite happy.
It just really kinda wasn’t that sappy.
THE END
(Didn't know where else to place this. Hope you guys like it. It kinda sucks but meh.)