An Elegy to Christmas: an alternate ending to A Christmas Carol by Dickens.
As Scrooge travels back with the ghost of Christmas past, he unwittingly changes the timeline. Scrooge picks up the journal from the desk of the young student left behind in the classroom and leaves his own journal, a journal in which Christmas day has been eliminated. When Scrooge gets back to the present nothing seems to have changed, except for the fact that Christmas day is gone. Scrooge is a happier person because he doesn't have the painful memories associated with the missing holiday season.
Since Scrooge has been happier in spirit, he has treated Bob Cratchit and the others more kindly all along. Still, he has the nagging feeling that something is missing and finds out what it is a year later, when he opens the journal of the Scrooge of the past. In horror he discovers the missing Christmas day. It all comes flooding back to him-- all of the painful and bitter memories of being abused at the hand of mankind. He also gets an unpleasant visit from an angry Jacob who threatens him with a visit from "the ghost of a Christmas that wasn't." Jacob grabs Scrooge's journal from his hand and goes up the chimney.
Later, in the wee hour of two in the morning, Scrooge bravely confronts "the ghost of a Christmas that wasn't" and mocks him saying that since he "wasn't" that also means that he "isn't" and "You sir, are a rotten piece of potato!" laughs Scrooge as tosses the real journal onto the fire. The ghost wails mournfully and disappears. Jacob has unwittingly taken the wrong journal.
Soon Jacob arrives at the netherworld with Scrooge's altered journal to place it on the shelves of time. Just as soon as he has finished, Scrooge suddenly becomes a little younger. It is the year after Marley's death, so the younger partner has just inherited the business. Scrooge never gets older, as the month of December has been effectively eliminated and the next year never arrives. Scrooge has also eliminated the months of January, February and March. Cratchit looks a little warmer already, now that he only needs an occasional scuttle of coal after all… that, and the brandy that Scrooge regularly shares with him and with his nephew. It warms them all in the brisk Autumnal air.
On Thanksgiving eve they all go to the local tavern for roast beef and another bottle of brandy. On the way home they sing rounds of jolly limericks, stopping only briefly at Marley's grave. Soon, they stop again to make plans for Thanksgiving dinner and the glorious magic of the blossom's arrival at the next day's Easter dinner. They won't be having their meals at the Cratchit's or at Scrooge's nephew's house. They will be feasting at the tavern again because both of their wives were out doing last minute shopping for Christmas when the month mysteriously disappeared. The Cratchit children were dreaming of sugarplums when the timeline collapsed.
The next day at the tavern, Cratchit roars with laughter when Scrooge asks him if he misses Christmas or his wife and kids. "Scrooge, your stories are so hilarious! You should become a writer. Only you could come up with something like an imaginary holiday season!" Scrooge's nephew stops drinking his beer for a moment, just long enough to ponder why anyone would want another holiday season based on a tree with some cold wet icy things on it... But, then he suddenly looses interest when a smiling maiden plops a large turkey down on the table between him and Cratchit and the music begins.