Christmas Eve at the House of Mouse
The House of Mouse was cozy and warm
While outside raged a fierce winter storm
Patrons chatted softly, keeping spirits light
Knowing they'd have to spend the night
Ariel, Belle, Mulan and Cinderella
Snow White showed up with her fella
Sleeping Beauty from the palace
Chatted with the gang and Alice
Madame Mim, Merlin the Wizard,
McLeach, Bianca, Frank the Lizard
Emeralda chatted to Quasimodo,
With Phoebus glaring hard at Frollo
Aladdin, Abu, Genie with his lamp
Joked with Lady and her Tramp.
Bambi, Faline and The Great Prince
Whom we haven't seen much since
That weird kid Lilo, alien Stitch,
Were talking with The Wicked Witch
And there's Pleakly, there goes Jumba
Laughing with Timon and Pumbaa
Adding to this night's drama
Comes the noble kingly llama
Very smug, with the rotten attitude
(Hades thinks he's one cool dude)
Pan flew on carpet, while Captain Hook
Went off and complained to the cook
Jafar, Shan-Yu, Gaston and LeFou
Simba, Rafiki, and many more too
So many famous faces, it's hard to keep track
Of all of the members in the great Disney pack
These heroes and villains, so glamorous and bright
Their movies give all children endless delight
Mickey Mouse looked around the club in despair
It looked like none of them could go anywhere
He ordered the waiters and chefs to make
A grand holiday feast and large Christmas cake
If they were snowed in that would be fine
They'd party, dance, watch cartoons and dine
The terrible blizzard would last the night
If everyone stayed in, they'd be all right
Mickey walked onto the stage and said,
"Cheer up you guys! Everyone will get a bed
We have lots of blankets, no need to fear
We're always prepared for this time of year."
This speech brought relief to one and all
As they listened to the howling squall.
The various movie casts moved closer together
Making complaints about the inclement weather
The Hercules cast gathered in a tight group
To comfort, console, feast on savoury soup
Icarus and Cassandra, the only television stars
Had access after giving Mickey Cuban cigars
So Icarus and Cass sat with the movie cast
(Cass wondered how long her sanity could last)
Icarus did his usual thing, cheerfully talking
Without pausing for breath, (or even stopping).
Hercules and Megara in a chair cuddled close
Their love and support mattered the most.
But not all of the cast members were there
Most of the Gods spent the winter elsewhere.
The only god who was present this evening
Was a certain blue god with a penchant for scheming
Hades, Lord of the Dead, wasn't one for holiday cheer
He knew Santa wouldn't give him anything this year
He wasn't good; he was always on the bad list
And on Christmas morning he always got missed
"I'm evil, malicious and proud of it," He's sneer
But the disappointment hurt year after year.
Slouched in his chair, he knew it would be the same
He wouldn't get any presents, much to his shame
Just once it would be nice to receive a gift
To show his castmates, make his spirits lift.
Blankets were brought out and beds were made
And everyone could feel their energy fade
Santa could not come if they weren't asleep
Everyone went to bed; soon there wasn't a peep
Inside the club the stars slept in their makeshift beds
While whimsical holiday dreams played in their heads
As they slept, the winter blizzard died down
And a frosty stillness blanketed the town
Later that night, midnight, or sometime around
Santa Claus entered the club, without a sound
He saw hundreds of toons sleeping in chairs
Stretched out on tables, the floor, the stairs
Santa tiptoed quietly past the sleeping guests
With sacks full of gifts he knew they'd like best
He filled every stocking with child-like glee
Left a mountain of gifts under the Christmas tree
He lingered a moment to have his cookies and milk
And dabbed his beard with a napkin of fine silk
Then he left, and jumped back into his sleigh
He had to finish his job before the break of day
In the morning, the sun rose and brightly shone
It was bitterly cold but still, a beautiful dawn
Within the club the guests began to wake up
Thinking of breakfast and a large coffee cup
The children saw the presents and gave a shout
And quickly everyone was up and about
In the excitement the gifts were opened fast
The best holiday of the year had come at last
Clothing, books and toys that zoom
Wrapping paper and bows scattered the room
Everyone was laughing and talking loud
Merriment infected the sizeable crowd
In their corner, the Hercules castmates
Finished their breakfast and cleared the plates
"TIME FOR PRESENTS!!!" Icarus squealed
Anxious to see what the wrappings revealed
Hades sipped his coffee, ignoring the rest
This was the part he didn't like best
He thought, "Another year, and again nothing
Would have been nice to get at least something!"
"The other villains get presents, but not me
There's never stuff for Hades under the tree!
Why did I come? Why do I bother?
I never get stuff, even from my brother!"
"Hey Hades! Whatcha doing?" Ick said
Hades snarled, "Shut up stupid-head!"
"But there are some gifts here for you!"
Icarus cheered. "Don't sit there and stew!"
Hades blinked in surprise; it was true
His gifts had his name, and bows of blue.
A letter on one of them caught his eye
He read it and tried hard not to cry
"Dear Hades, I know of your heartache
And rightly so, for I made a big mistake.
All these years and no gifts from me
It was a dreadful mix-up, you see…
You should not have been on the bad list
And year after year you were missed.
You did your job well, and so your name
Should be on the good list, and I am to blame.
You are an important villain, great at your job
Full of ideas, and organizing the soul mob
I've sent all your missed gifts to your palace
So I hope you will bear me no malice.
It won't happen again. You have my word.
This situation was completely absurd.
Good luck next year as this one draws
To a close." Sincerely Santa Claus.
Hades' surprise replaced his usual pout
Santa's sincerity he could not doubt
The flames on his head flickered out
He would never again be the one left out
He opened the presents, the cast admired
All the nice things he had acquired
Mickey got on stage to start a sing-a-long
And everyone joined in with voices strong
Let us withdraw quietly and not be seen
And leave these toons to their holiday scene
To their gifts, stockings, carols ringing clear
For Christmas really is the best time of year.