It's Christmas Eve in fandoms everywhere,
All the characters are sleeping-for once- without a care.
But look! What's this? An authoress is writing!
It seems a nocturnal plot reindeer is biting.
She's waking the cartoons, the drawings, and described.
"Huh? Is it a ghost?" Danny Fenton cried.
"Don't touch the bowtie!" came through as the Doctor awoke.
Gaz just sat and sipped her coke.
"What's making this racket?" raged Artemis Fowl.
Halt woke with a sound, quickly drawing up his cloak's cowl.
"Sh!" hissed the authoress, rather frantically.
"I've got this big problem-no, huge-you see?"
"Please don't say it involves the Box Ghost," was Danny's contribution.
This released a flood of confusion.
"Shut it, I need your help!" the authoress ordered.
"A villain from one of your fandoms is going to try and have Saint Nick drawn and quartered!"
"Well, that certainly puts a damper on things," Artemis drawled.
"Nobody would dare!" Halt growled.
"Don't you know which fandom?" the Doctor asked innocently.
The authoress bit her lip and said,"Not yet," rather quietly.
Gaz magically left because the authoress really knew nothing about her.
"I believe it's my fandom," Artemis did infer.
He pointed out the window, where Opal and her captive rode high.
"Pay a ransom quick, Santa still has presents to deliver and Christmas morning is nigh!"
"She's insane," Danny professed.
"No more than me!" The Doctor and the authoress simultaneously confessed.
Because the authoress is tired and it's late, she'll cheat.
Halt used his epic ninja Ranger skillz to capture Opal nice and neat.
(Artemis came up with a {Toyotally unneeded} 'genius' plan.)
Through a plot hole Rapunzel appeared and hit them all over the head with her frying pan!
"Go back to sleep," she told the readers, "and get tucked in real tight!
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"