Lilo & Stitch's Christmas Carol
Characters:
Ebenezer Scrooge – Dr. Jacques Von Hamsterviel
Fred – Pleakley
Bob Cratchit – Gantu
Donation Gentlemen – Draco and Chip
Chapter 1: Ebenezer Scrooge
Jacob Marley was dead. Everyone knew that. There was no doubt about it. His business parent signed all the official papers. His body was buried in the cemetery. Jacob Marley was dead as dead as a doornail.
But this not his story. This story takes place seven years after Marley's death. This story is about his business partner, Ebenezer Scrooge. Scrooge was still in business. That business was a warehouse. But he never got around to erase Marley's name from the sign above the door. It still read "Scrooge & Marley." Scrooge was now the sole owner of the warehouse. Scrooge was famous for one thing; he was a miser. He kept every cent he earned. He almost never parted with any of it. He loaned very, very little to everyone. He was also heartless. He always had a scowl on his face and he never laughed. One was considered extremely lucky to get to sleep in the alley beside his house. The only one who would work with Scrooge in his warehouse was a poor man named Bob Cratchit.
This story takes place on the Christmas Eve, seven years after Marley's death. Scrooge and Cratchit were working in the warehouse. Then Scrooge's nephew, Fred, walked in. "Merry Christmas, Uncle Scrooge," said Fred. "Bah, humbug," grumbled Scrooge without looking up. "Christmas a humbug? Surely you don't mean that," said Fred. "Yes, I do," retorted Scrooge. "What right have you to be merry? You're poor." "Why are you grouchy? You're rich." Scrooge couldn't think of a retort for that so he just said, "Bah, humbug." "Don't be so cross, Uncle," said Fred. "I have a good right to be cross," said Scrooge. "Christmas is an excuse to not go to work and laze about all day. If I had my way, every stupid idiot who went around saying 'Merry Christmas!' would have his empty head boiled in his own Christmas pudding and hanged with a bough of holly." "Uncle, that's not what Christmas is about. Christmas is about being kind to others and caring for their well beings. Christmas is about giving, not receiving." Loud handclaps came from the other room. Bob Cratchit was applauding Fred's definition. He quickly stopped when he saw his boss was looking at him and went back to his work. "The main reason I came was to invite you to my house for some Christmas dinner," said Fred. "Well now you have invited, now go away," said Scrooge. "Will you come?" asked Fred. "I might," said Scrooge, which meant 'not a chance.' "Merry Christmas, Uncle." "Good-bye." "And a Happy New Year!" "Good-bye." Fred left the warehouse.
Soon after Fred had left, two gentlemen walked into the warehouse. One was tall and skinny and the other was slightly shorter and stout. They walked to Scrooge's desk. "Are we speaking to Mr. Marley?" asked the tall gentleman. "Marley is dead. Seven years from today in fact," said Scrooge. "Then you must be Mr. Scrooge," said the stout gentleman. "That is correct," said Scrooge. "Now what do you want?" The skinny gentleman took of his hat as did his partner and said, "During this festive time of the year, we try to raise a little money to help those unfortunate people who have no home. We were hoping you would make a donation. How much can we put you down for?" "Nothing," said Scrooge. "You wish to be anonymous?" asked the stout gentleman. "I wish to stay out of this silly charity." "But what about the homeless people?" Scrooge looked up from his work. "Are the workhouses still working?" he asked. "Well, yes," said the skinny gentleman. "And is their still vacancy at the local prisons?" "Yes," said the stout gentleman. "Then all you have to do is throw those beggars in and their troubles will be over." "But some people would rather die than go there!" "Then they better die and decrease the surplus population." The gentlemen knew that there was no more use arguing with Scrooge so they left the warehouse.
Quitting time soon followed that. "I suppose you want the day off tomorrow," said Scrooge to Bob. "If it isn't an inconvenience, sir," said Bob. "It is," said Scrooge. "Taking a day off and expecting to paid is a great inconvenience. You can have your day-off but here early the day after." "Yes sir," said Bob.
