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Brain may not have conquered the world on Christmas Eve, but he still had a good Christmas with Pinky (though he would never voluntarily admit to enjoying Pinky's company). The scientists would not be back from their Christmas vacations until January 2, and all of the animals in Acme Labs were happy to get a break from being subjected to experiments.
Pinky and the Brain were in the break-room, watching Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. Brain wasn't particularly fond of the classic Christmas special, having previously referred to it as "an insipid stop-motion program inspired by an irritating children's song", and he didn't like how it reminded him of how he'd foiled his own plan last night, but Brain had decided, for Pinky's sake, to tolerate it.
Pinky was sniffling and hugging his new spell-checker. "Poit! Why do they have to be so mean to poor Rudolph, Brain? There shouldn't be such a fuss just because of his nose! Narf!"
"Humans can find fault in anything, Pinky. It will be the first of their flaws that I will correct when we rule the world."
"But they're not humans, Brain. They're reindeer."
Brain sighed. "Just keep watching, Pinky."
Oh no! The sappy love song was coming up, complete with woodland creatures, like in a Disney movie.
Pinky started singing along to it (and rather badly): "There's always tomorrow, for dreams to come true..."
Brain looked from the TV screen to the globe on a key-chain that Pinky had given him for Christmas. "Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?"
"I think so, Brain, but restaurant pancakes all taste the same."
"No, Pinky: the song is right! There is always tomorrow! We will rule the world someday, if we stay determined! Once Rudolph is over, we must rest for tomorrow night."
"Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tomorrow night?"
"The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the world!"
They're Pinky, they're Pinky and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain!