Snow lightly sprinkled the Davis's lawn one bright Christmas morning. Mrs. Davis had woken Andy and Molly up, and all three had ventured downstairs in their PJ's, bringing large blankets to help keep themselves warm. Andy and Molly looked around at the many presents Santa had brought for them as Mrs. Davis prepared some hot chocolate as was customary on Christmas mornings.

"Look Molly!" Andy said to his little sister, "Santa brought us all of these presents!"

"Yay!" She clapped happily, a string of drool hanging from her mouth. Andy laughed as Mrs. Davis came in.

"I've got hot cocoa!" She announced, handing some to Andy.

"Alright!" He said happily, quickly taking his large green mug of hot chocolate.

"Who's ready to open presents?" She asked, sitting down and bringing Molly onto her lap.

"Me! Me!" said Andy as he grabbed a large present wrapped in bright red wrapping paper with little reindeer scattered about on it.

"Bambi!" Molly laughed, pointing at the reindeer.

"No, dumbass. Rudolph," Andy said.

"ANDREW DAVIS!" Mrs. Davis scolded her son. "Where did you hear that word?"

"The Rosie O'Donnell show."

"Well," Mrs. Davis thought for a moment. She didn't want to say 'Don't watch that show anymore, young man!' because she LOVED the Rosie O'donnell show, and she would just be a huge ass hypocrite in front of her darling children. "Don't ever say it again!" She finally said.

"Ok, sorry, mommy," Andy said sweetly.

"Apologize to your baby sister."

"I'm sorry, Molly," Andy mumbled. While this took place, the little green Army men skillfully made it into the Davis's Christmas tree to spy-er I mean, see which presents the children would be receiving. They brought Molly's baby moniter with them, while the toys upstairs in Andy's room had the receiver. They used this system whenever Holidays or birthdays came about. They would use this to find out which toys the kids had gotten, so they wouldn't soak their panties with too much anticipation.

Andy went back to his present and viciously tore the wrapping paper off like a demon deer eating its prey, skinning the flesh off it's very bone.

"WOW!" Andy exclaimed, holding his present up.

"What'd you get?" Mrs. Davis asked, smiling.

Andy looked at his gift, confused. "A pair of extra large bras and lime green thongs?" He looked over at his mother.

"Oh, that must be MY present from Santa!" She said quickly, grabbing the box of undies and bras from her son. "Gee, thanks Mike," her husband, "For the gifts..." She mumbled.

"Well, Andy just recieved a pair of huge ass bras, and some thongs," The army men reported to the toys in Andy's bedroom.

"Ooh, baby!" Both Bo Peep and Woody said, their faces lighting up with delight.

"Nevermind, they're just for Mrs. Davis," The army men told the toys.

Andy reached over for one of HIS gifts. Mrs. Davis quickly checked to make sure her son wasn't going to open a box of some fresh pads or tampons, and let out a sigh of relief seeing it was for Andy.

"Wow! A new set of Hotwheels cars!" Andy happily said. "Look what Santa gave me!"

"Wow!" Mrs. Davis said, "Let's let Molly open one now."

"Ugh, fine," Andy said, grabbing one of Molly's presents and throwing it at her. The corner stabbed Molly in the eye, and she flew back, screaming.

"ANDREW!" Mrs. Davis said, raising her voice. "WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU?"

"I'm sorry, Molly!" Andy said, tightly hugging his sister.

Mrs. Davis sighed, and inspected her eye. "It looks like she'll be okay." She quickly helped Molly open her present.

"What'd Santa bring her?"Andy asked curiously.

"Wow! A brand new pink Piggy bank!" Mrs. Davis said.

"And Molly recieved a piggy bank," The soldiers reported.

"What a crappy gift," Mr. Potatohead said.

"Speak for youself!" Hamm said. "Sounds like I'm going to find myself a girlfriend!"

Andy reached over for a present wrapped in dark purple wrapping paper, with little skulls decorated on it.

"What the hell?" Andy said.

"Santa emo!" said Molly.

"I don't remember wrapping that present..." Mrs. Davis thought. "Oh, duh, Mike obviously got it for Andy. God, doesn't he know Emo wrapping paper and 8 year-olds don't mix?" She shook her head as Andy tore the paper off.

"Whoa," Andy's eyes widened.

"What'd Santa give you?" His mother asked, curious.

"Some ugly-ass puppet named Bambi!" Andy held up his present. It was a box with a strange puppet inside. The puppet had light skin, and a round nose, with dark purple lips. It had short, but kind of spikey black hair, and green eyes. It was wearing a black t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and black shoes with a skull on each tip of the foot. In huge, bright letters on the box written in yellow read "BAMBI! THE MAGICAL PUPPET OF PLAY TIME!"

"Wow, what a cool toy!" Mrs. Davis lied.

"Yeah. Sure," Andy said unenthusiastically, throwing it aside. Next came one of Molly's gifts.

"Ooh, the new Malibu Rachel doll," Mrs. Davis said as Molly held up a Barbie-type doll with brown hair.

"Yay!" Molly exclaimed, joyfully clap.

"This sucks!" Andy said suddenly. "How come I get the crappy gifts and she doesn't?"

"Andy!" Mrs. Davis scolded. "Don't be so selfish! Now open your presents right now!"

"Oh, shut up!" Andy spat. "You just want us to finish so you can go run off and watch the Rosie O'Donnell show!"

He had her there.

"That's not true!" She lied.

The rest of the morning consisted of more gift unwrapping, and joyous family bonding (with Molly get poked in the eye by a pine needle from the Christmas tree and rushed into the bathroom). The soliders reported each and everyone gift and present as they were unwrapped and packed their things up when the Davis family was finished.

"Well," Woody said finally when the soldiers signed off. "Looks like we've got some new toys to meet!"

Whether this would be good or bad was still yet to be found out...