Mr. Burns was just sitting in his chair silently as he noticed a glow behind his chair. He turned his old wrinkled head around and saw a little girl in white clothes with her hair on fire.

"I am the Ghost of Christmas Past and..." The Little girl said until she was kicked by a man and thrown into a wall.

"Sorry, that's not the Ghost of Christmas Past. She keeps on pretending to be just to get attention. Anyway, I'm the Ghost of Christmas Past. Some people refer me as the Human Torch in the comic books. One of the guys from Fantastic Four, baby!" The Ghost of Christmas Past or The Human Torch spoke.

The Human Torch was a man who had blonde hair and wore a blue costume with the number four on it.

"Uh huh... So what? You're going to show me my past or something?" Mr. Burns asked.

"Duh. Anyway, Flame on!" The ghost of Christmas Past said as his body was on fire. "Oh yeah, I'm on fire... What the hell! I'M ON FIRE! AND IT SOMEHOW HURTS!"

The Ghost of Christmas Past was yelling in pain as his whole body was on fire. Mr. Burns got out a bucket of water and extinguish the fire on him.

"Thanks man, but still you're going to have to see your past whether you want to or not. Also, where did you got that bucket of water?"

"How would I know? Can we hurry this up?" Mr. Burns asked with a boring look as if he seen this before.

"Take my hand and we will fly out of here."

"Okay." Mr. Burns said as he took his hand. But as he did it he yelled out "OW! THAT FREAKING BURNS!"

"Dude. I'm not on fire, and my skin is only at the heat of a normal human's being skin right now."

"I forgot to mention that my body can pretty much be harmed by almost anything." Mr. Burns said.

Six hours later...

"Okay, here we are." The Ghost of Christmas Past said as he was carrying Mr. Burns on his huge bed and landed outside of an very old school near a town. "By the way, was it necessary to carry you on this bed."

"Not really. A chair would be okay." Mr. Burns answered.

"Yeah, look at this." He said as the both of them were looking through a window at a child studying.

"That's me!" Mr. Burns said as he saw the young Burns being asked by his friends to go outside and play. The young Burns responded with a no as the old man and the spirit saw the young Burns.

"Oh yeah. By the way these people are just shadows who are familiar to your eyes. They can't see you or hear you." The Ghost of Christmas Past said. "Let's see a different Christmas."

Suddenly the young Burns in the past was now a teenager studying about physics and atoms in a book within the school, but it was empty and almost looked abandoned.

"I don't get it? What's the change here besides me being older?" Mr. Burns said as he saw the teenaged Burns studying through the window.

"Oh Monty!" A little girl said as she entered the classroom.

"That's Cornelia, my little sister!" Mr. Burns said in joy as he saw his sister picking up the teenaged Burns. "We used to play a lot together until... she married that Sancho man... Sancho was a man who uses people for his own needs. He was an awful man... I rather not talk about it..."

"Uses... that sounds like you..." The Ghost of Christmas Past spoke.

"Can we hurry this up!" Mr. Burns yelled at the spirit.

"Uh-huh. I'm bored here and only get paid for twelve bucks an hour, so let's see a different Christmas..." The Ghost of Christmas Past spoke.

Mr. Burns and the Ghost of Christmas Past were now outside of a small house surrounded by snow as they saw a small child holding a teddy bear nearby two adults.

"This is my childhood! And that's bobo!" Mr. Burns said in joy until he saw a fancy limousine on the road near their small little house.

"Who's that?" The Ghost of Christmas Past as he saw a man in the limousine.

"That's Wainwright Montgomery Burns. He's responsible for turning a carefree boy to an wicked old man..." Mr. Burns said as he saw the young boy entering the limousine and left his teddy bear in the snow as if it was trash and nothing more...

"I don't want to see this... Take me somewhere more... happy..." Mr. Burns said as he closed his eyes and turned around.

Mr. Burns opened his eyes and saw the insides of a gym but also three men pushing a table.

"This is the Yale dance!" Mr. Burns said in excitement.

"You said happy, so here it is." The Ghost of Christmas Past said.

"That's me at Yale but with brown hair, and that's Waylon Smither's Sr. and the Principle of Yale! There here!" Mr. Burns smiled as the three men were decorating the gym for the dance.

"There just shadows. They can't see, hear, or smell you." The Ghost of Christmas Past spoke.

Suddenly the three people faded away as the clock's time changed, more people appeared including the three before, and music was heard. Mr. Burns saw different people dancing but he also saw past Burns in a tuxedo alone sitting at the bench with no one.

"Hey Burns." A drunken Waylon Smither's Sr. said to Past Burns as he was holding his hand with a lady.

"What is it? I feel like I don't belong here..." Past Burns worried with a sad look in his eyes.

"Oh okay. Me and my lady... are going to... do it tonight... I know you keep calling me... a puss... but I'll do it!... I'm a man now..." Waylon Smither's Sr. said.

"And that so called, 'Man' just earned himself a baby." The Ghost of Christmas Past laughed.

"Shush. Look!" Mr. Burns said as he saw a lady in a pink dress coming towards Past Burns.

"Hello there handsome man." The lady said towards Past Burns.

"Lily? What are you doing? Don't you have a date already?" Past Burns said.

"My date cheated on me... but I do see someone special..." Lily Bancroft said to Past Burns.

"Who's that?" A Confused Past Burns said.

"Your joking right?"

Past Burns just sat there confused staring at Lily.

"It's you silly. Now come on. Let's dance." Lily Bancroft said as he grabbed Past Burns wrist and pulled him off the bench.

"I don't know Lily..." Past Burns said shyly as he was holding Lily's hand.

The old man and the ghost saw the couple dancing as romantic music was played.

"Let's go to another memory of this love." The Ghost of Christmas Past.

Mr. Burns and The Ghost of Christmas Past were now at a battlefield during World War II in area filled with snow, large rocks, and trees. They saw an American Unit called the Flying Hellfish fighting the Fascist Germans.

"Monty! We need ammo quick! Monty?" Past Abe said as he was using large rocks as cover.

"Can you be quiet. I'm writing back to my girlfriend." Past Burns said as he was writing a letter.

"Girlfriend? Why didn't you say so? Take a break." Past Abe said as he ignored all the gun shooting and artillery explosions.

"He's writing a letter for his girlfriend." A German said as all of them including the Americans stopped shooting.

"What is wrong with you! I told you to shoot!" A German Sergeant said.

"But that American over there is writing a letter for his girlfriend." The German answered.

"Girlfriend? Why didn't you say so! Take five everyone! Then it's back to war!" The German Sergeant said as Mr. Burns and the Ghost watched.

"You know what I wrote at the end of that letter." Mr. Burns said.

"What?" The Ghost said.

"I wrote 'I love you' to Lily." Mr. Burns smiled.

"Yes... that is until... this..." The Ghost of Christmas Past said from a calm voice to a more creepier voice as the battlefield changed into another memory of Mr. Burns past.

Mr. Burns and the Ghost were in an large office. They could see a large window at the back of the office showing the construction of a Nuclear Power Plant. This was Mr. Burns Office. They saw a young Mr. Burns who now had a more evil look than his younger self at Yale and still had hair but is now grey as he was working on papers at his brown colored desk. He was man that look like you didn't want to mess with...

"Why are you showing this awful memory!" Mr. Burns yelled at the ghost.

The ghost did not respond and just ignored as he saw Past Burns working in his office.

Suddenly a woman named Lily Bancroft stepped into the office and walked to the .

"Well, were getting married soon..." Lily smiled.

"Yes, yes. Whatever. I need to intend to another meeting soon." The Past Burns spoke in a tone of voice that sounded like he didn't care about their relationship.

"Well... I got you a picture of us at our first Yale dance!" Lily smiled.

"Put that away. I need to sign more papers." The Past Burns said as Lily started to made Past Burns a little angry.

"Monty! I think we need to talk about this!" Lily said.

"Talk about what? You distracting me from work, when I have a whole Nuclear Plant under construction that could destroy millions of lives if I don't continue to work! Talk about it when the Nuclear Plant is opened for business. And call me Mr. Burns right now!" Past Burns yelled at Lily in an anger unusual than before.

"This marriage is just off!" Lily yelled at Past Burn as she was about to left but then stopped for a sec. "Also... I'm pregnant... there I said it!" She left the office as Past Burns was surprised for a minute there.

"Lily Bancroft... After she gave birth to Larry Burns, she died a little later... I never got to say 'I love you' at the end..." Mr. Burns said as the Ghost watched.

"I still have one more memory to show..." The Ghost of Christmas Past said.

"One more memory? Stop showing me this!" Mr. Burns said as suddenly the office turned into an place outside of the Nuclear Reactor Room but within the Nuclear Plant. "What is this now?"

"I believe you remember this." The Ghost of Christmas Past said as they saw another aged Past Burns, but has grey hair, and Waylon Smither's Sr. holding his baby, Waylon Smither's Jr.

"No..." Mr. Burns spoke silently...

Mr. Burns saw Waylon Smither's Sr. entering the Nuclear Reactor Room as the Nuclear Power Plant was going to have another meltdown and had alarms and speakers that said, "DANGER! DANGER! DANGER!" repeatedly.

"Look at your hero out there." Past Burns smiled as he looked through the door's window of the Nuclear Reactor Room to see Waylon Smither's Sr. "Making funny faces, shedding his hair... falling to the ground... oh my..."

"Sir." Waylon Smither's Jr. spoke as a baby as Past Burns smiled at him.

"I have more things to show you, Burns." The Ghost of Christmas Past said.

"You will haunt me no LONGER!" Mr. Burns said as he took a metal cap from the Ghost of Christmas Past and used it to extinguish him, only some problems happened with it.

"Ow! Why did you hit me with that?" The Ghost of Christmas Past said.

"I thought this would extinguish you..." Mr. Burns said.

"Plus, where did you even found that! I'm not some weird dude carrying something that could extinguish my own flames. I'm not even on fire! I'm leaving now!" The Ghost of Christmas Past said as he faded away from the old man.