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"Dr. Seuss'
HOW The GRINCH
STOLE
CHRISTMAS!"

After the opening credits we slowly move down a snow covered mountain while snow falls as a song is heard from the inhabitants of this land, the residents of Who-ville themselves, the Whos.

Fah Who for-aze! Dah Who dor-aze!

Welcome, Christmas, bring your light

Fah Who for-aze! Dah Who dor-aze!

Welcome in the cold, dark night

The Whos were gathered around a large evergreen tree before cutting it down and carrying it with all the Whos helping from the tallest to even the tiniest Whos. We soon arrive at Who-ville as the Whos set up the tree with many decorations.

Welcome, Christmas! Fah Who rah-mus!

Welcome, Christmas! Dah Who dah-mus!

Welcome, Christmas, while we stand

Heart to heart and hand in hand

Trim up the tree with Christmas stuff

Like bingle balls and Who floo fluff

Trim up the tree with goo Who gungs

And bizzel binks and wungs

The Whos were decorating Who-ville with numerous bits and bobs as tonight was a very special night in Who-ville, it was Christmas Eve! A young Who girl was about to pick up a wreath but Jack sprung from it and put the star on the top of the tree in her house before she picked the wreath and hung it on her window.

Trim every blessed window and trim every blessed door

Hang up Who-boo-hoo bricks

Then run out and get some more

Hang kangtookas on the ceiling

Pile pampoolas on the floor

Trim every blessed needle on the blessed Christmas tree

Christmas comes tomorrow! Trim you, trim me!

Trim up the tree with fuzzel fuzz

And bliffer bloofs and wuzzel wuzz

Trim up your uncle and your aunt

With yards of Who flock flan!

Trim up the tree with yards of Who flock flan!

During the opening song, Emerald was humming and smiling while cuddling with her mates. Ilia giggled as she liked seeing Emerald enjoying herself while Blake brought up the blanket to cover them more.

As we pan away from Whoville, a male narrator spoke.

Every Who down in Who-ville liked Christmas a lot

but the Grinch, who lived just north of Who-ville, did not!

The Grinch hated Christmas, the whole Christmas season.

Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.

It could be perhaps that his shoes were too tight.

It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right.

But I think that the most likely reason of all

may have been that his heart was two sizes too small.

Neo giggled and moved her fingers like she was pinching the Grinch's heart. "It's so tiny!"

But whatever the reason, his heart or his shoes,

he stood there on Christmas Eve hating the Whos,

staring down from his cave with a sour, Grinchy frown

at the warm, lighted windows below in their town.

For he knew every Who down in Who-ville beneath

was busy now hanging a holly Who-wreath.

Ruby giggled at seeing the Grinch's dog. "His dog kind of looks like he's as high as a kite."

The Grinch saw his dog was happy and he picked up the dog by the scruff of his neck.

"And they're hanging their stockings," he snarled with a sneer.

"Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically here!"

Blake looked at her mate. "Em, is this all spoken in rhyme?"

Emerald blushed and nodded. "Y-Yeah, Momma used to read me the Dr. Seuss books when I was having a bad day when I was a little kid."

The Grinch lowered his dog before drumming his fingers on the canine's head.

Then he growled with his Grinch fingers nervously drumming,

"I must find some way to keep Christmas from coming!"

"For tomorrow, I know, all those Who girls and boys

"will wake bright and early. They'll rush for their toys,

"and then...Oh, the noise! Oh, the noise! Noise! Noise! Noise!

"There's one thing I hate! Oh, the noise! Noise! Noise! Noise!"

We see the Whos playing with numerous toys both familiar and foreign.

"And they'll shriek squeaks and squeals racing round on their wheels.

"They'll dance with jing-tinglers tied onto their heels.

"They'll blow their floo-floobers.

They'll bang their tar-tinkers."

"They'll blow their Who-whoobas.

They'll bang their gar-ginkas."

"They'll beat their trum-tookas.

They'll slam their sloo-slunkers."

"They'll beat their blum-blookas.

"They'll whack their Who-wonkers.

"They'll play noisy games, like zoozitterkarzay,

a roller-skate type of lacrosse and croquet!"

"And then they'll make ear-splitting noises deluxe

on their great big electro-Who-cardio snooks."

Everyone was holding their hands on their ears in annoyance at the irritating sounds. Cinder tried clearing her ears afterwards. "I always hated that part of the story, it really hurts the ears."

After being shown the irritating examples of Who gifts, we transition to a Christmas Who Banquet.

"Then the Whos, young and old,

"will sit down to a feast,

"and they'll feast, and they'll feast,

"and they'll feast! Feast! Feast! Feast!

"They'll feast on Who-pudding and rare Who-roast-beast.

Ah! Roast beast is a feast I can't stand in the least."

A chef was carrying a big tray before placing it on the table and lifting the lid to reveal a smaller chef, this was repeated until the smallest chef revealed a single red apple to a young Who girl.

Velvet's right eye twitched. "All of that spectacle, for just one apple?"

"And then they'll do something I hate most of all.

"Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small,

"will stand close together… with Christmas bells ringing.

"They'll stand hand in hand, and those Whos will start singing!"

The Whos began to sing the song from the beginning of the story.

Fah Who for-aze!

Dah Who dor-aze!

Welcome, Christmas,

come this way

Fah Who for-aze!

Dah Who dor-aze!

Welcome, Christmas,

Christmas Day

Welcome, welcome!

Fah Who rah-mus!

Welcome, welcome!

Dah Who dah-mus!

Christmas Day

is in our grasp

So long as we have

hands to clasp

Fah Who for-aze!

Dah Who dor-aze...

Yang chuckled. "Oh brothers, Ruby was right. That dog just looks like he doesn't have a care in the world."

"And they'll sing, and they'll sing, and they'll sing! Sing! Sing! Sing!"

And the more the Grinch thought of this Who-Christmas-Sing,

the more the Grinch thought, "I must stop this whole thing!

"Why, for 53 years I've put up with it now!

"I must stop Christmas from coming! But how?"

Then he got an idea. An awful idea.

The Grinch got a wonderful, awful idea!

"I know just what to do," the Grinch laughed in his throat.

"I'll make a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat."

And he chuckled and clucked, "What a great Grinchy trick!

With this coat and this hat, I'll look just like Saint Nick!"

Emerald smiled as she and Lex sang with the special.

You're a mean one,

Mr. Grinch

You really are a heel

You're as cuddly

as a cactus

You're as charming as an eel,

Mr. Grinch

You're a bad banana

with a greasy black peel

You're a monster,

Mr. Grinch

Your heart's

an empty hole

Your brain is

full of spiders

You've got garlic

in your soul, Mr. Grinch

I wouldn't touch you with

a 39-and-a-half-foot pole

"All I need is a reindeer." The Grinch looked around,

but since reindeer are scarce, there was none to be found.

Did that stop the Grinch? The Grinch simply said,

"If I can't find a reindeer, I'll make one instead!"

So he took his dog Max, and he took some black thread,

and he tied a big horn on the top of his head.

Then he loaded some bags and some old empty sacks

on a ramshackle sleigh, and he whistled for Max.

Max quickly hopped in and was excited to go for the sleigh ride but unfortunately, the Grinch tied Max to the front of the sleigh before whipping the poor dog.

Then the Grinch said, "Giddap!" And the sleigh started down

toward the homes where the Whos lay a-snooze in their town.

Ruby gasped as the Grinch whipped Max. "Why would he hurt Max? What a jerk!"

All their windows were dark. No one knew he was there.

All the Whos were all dreaming sweet dreams without care...

when he came to the first little house on the square.

"This is stop number one," the old Grinchy Claus hissed

as he climbed to the roof, empty bags in his fist.

Then he slid down the chimney, a rather tight pinch,

but if Santa could do it then so could the Grinch.

He got stuck only once for a minute or two,

then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue

where the little Who stockings hung all in a row.

"These stockings," he grinched, "are the first things to go!"

Then he slithered and slunk with a smile most unpleasant

around the whole room, and he took every present!

Pop guns, pampoolas, pantookas, and drums,

checkerboards, bizzel binks, popcorn, and plums!

And he stuffed them in bags, then the Grinch, very nimbly,

stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimbley!

You're a vile one,

Mr. Grinch

You have termites

in your smile

You have all

the tender sweetness

Of a seasick crocodile,

Mr. Grinch

Given the choice

between the two of you,

I'd take the, uh...

Seasick crocodile

You're a rotter,

Mr. Grinch

You're the king

of sinful sots

You're a hard-to-get tomato

Splotched with mouldy

purple spots

Mr. Grinch

You're a three-decker sauerkraut

and toadstool sandwich...

With arsenic sauce

Neo's jaw dropped along with Roman's as he said. "Okay, while I may have been a thief, taking a kid's candy from them while they're asleep is all kinds of wrong."

Then he slunk to the icebox. He took the Whos' feast!

He took the Who-pudding! He took the roast beast!

He cleaned out the icebox as quick as a flash.

Why, that Grinch even took the last can of Who-hash!

Then he stuffed all the food up the chimney with glee.

"Now," grinned the Grinch, "I will stuff up the tree!"

As the Grinch took the tree, as he started to shove,

he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove.

He turned around fast, and he saw a small Who...

little Cindy-Lou Who, who was no more than two.

"You stole from a toddler! Now that's a heartless monster." Neo was mad at the Grinch for stealing Cindy-Lou Who's candy.

She stared at the Grinch and said, "Santy Claus, why?

Why are you taking our Christmas tree? Why?"

Lex had to hold back her tears at hearing one of the most famous VA's from her childhood after so long. "Rest in peace, June Foray. You will never be forgotten, my children and their friends will show your work for years to come and more."

But, you know, that old Grinch was so smart and so slick,

he thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick!

"Why, my sweet little tot," the fake Santy Claus lied,

"there's a light on this tree that won't light on one side,

"so I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear.

I'll fix it up there, then I'll bring it back here."

And his fib fooled the child, then he patted her head,

and he got her a drink, and he sent her to bed.

And when Cindy-Lou Who was in bed with her cup,

he crept to the chimney and stuffed the tree up!

Then he went up the chimney himself, the old liar,

and the last thing he took was the log for their fire.

On their walls, he left nothing but hooks and some wire.

And the one speck of food that he left in the house

was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse.

The Remnant Reactors felt sorry for the little mouse when the Grinch took the tiny crumb from the mouse.

Glynda shook her head. "How can someone be so heartless?"

Then he did the same thing to the other Whos' houses,

leaving crumbs much too small for the other Whos' mouses!

You nauseate me,

Mr. Grinch

With a nauseous

super naus

You're a crooked

jerky jockey

And you drive a crooked hoss,

Mr. Grinch

Your soul is

an appalling dump heap

overflowing with the most

disgraceful assortment

of rubbish imaginable,

mangled up...

...in tangled-up knots

You're a foul one,

Mr. Grinch

You're a nasty-wasty skunk

Velvet saw red at how the Grinch handled the camera's film and it took all of her fiance's strength to hold her back from launching at the screen. Coco struggled to keep Velvet in her lap. "Calm down, Vel or no cuddles from Coco tonight." That got Velvet to stop struggling and relaxed in Coco's lap much to everyone's relief.

Your heart is full

of unwashed socks

Your soul is full of gunk,

Mr. Grinch

The 3 words

that best describe you

are as follows,

and I quote:

Stink...stank...stunk!

Everyone agreed with the singer even though it was just variations of the same word.

It was a quarter of dawn, all the Whos still a-bed,

all the Whos still a-snooze...when he packed up his sled-

packed it up with their presents, their ribbons, their wrappings,

their snoof and their fuzzels, their tringlers and trappings!

The Grinch whipped Max and the sled was slowly brought up the dangerous slope of Mt. Crumpit.

10,000 feet up, up the side of Mt. Crumpit,

he rode with his load to the tiptop to dump it!

"Pooh-pooh to the Whos!" he was grinchily humming.

"They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming!

"They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do!

"Their mouths will hang open a minute or two,

"then the Whos down in Who-ville will all cry boo-hoo!

That's a noise," grinned the Grinch, "that I simply must hear!"

He paused, and the Grinch put a hand to his ear,

and he did hear a sound rising over the snow.

It started in low, then it started to grow.

Fah Who for-aze!

Dah Who dor-aze!

Welcome, Christmas,

come this way

Fah Who for-aze!

Dah Who dor-aze!

Welcome, Christmas,

Christmas Day

Welcome, welcome!

Fah Who rah-mus!

Welcome, welcome!

Dah Who dah-mus!

Christmas Day

is in our grasp

So long as we...

But this… this sound wasn't sad.

Why, this sound sounded glad.

Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small,

was singing...without any presents at all!

He hadn't stopped Christmas from coming. It came.

Somehow or other, it came just the same.

And the Grinch, with his Grinch feet ice-cold in the snow,

stood puzzling and puzzling. "How could it be so?

It came without ribbons. It came without tags."

"It came without packages, boxes, or bags."

He puzzled and puzzed until his puzzler was sore.

Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before.

Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store.

Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.

And what happened then? Well, in Who-ville, they say

that the Grinch's small heart grew 3 sizes that day!

And then the true meaning of Christmas came through,

and the Grinch found the strength of 10 Grinches...plus two.

And now that his heart didn't feel quite so tight,

he whizzed with his load through the bright morning light.

With a smile in his soul, he descended Mt. Crumpit,

cheerily blowing "Who-Who" on his trumpet!

He rode into Who-ville. He brought back their toys.

He brought back their floof to the Who girls and boys.

He brought back their snoof and their tringlers and fuzzels,

brought back their pantookas, their dafflers, and wuzzels.

He brought everything back, all the food for the feast.

And he...he himself...the Grinch...carved the roast beast!

Welcome, Christmas, bring your cheer,

cheer to all Whos far and near.

Christmas Day is in our grasp,

so long as we have hands to clasp.

Christmas Day will always be,

just as long as we have we.

Welcome, Christmas, while we stand...

heart to heart and hand in hand.

Welcome, Christmas! Dah Who dah-mus!

Welcome, Christmas, while we stand

Heart to heart and hand in hand

Fah Who for-aze! Dah Who dor-aze!

Welcome, welcome, Christmas

Christmas Day

Everyone was smiling softly at the ending as Lex stood up. "Now, I know that you'll all be heading to bed, but first I must ask Yang and Neo to follow me." When Ruby and Cinder looked at Lex in silent surprise, as they figured out what was going to happen, all Lex did was give them a small wink as Neo and Yang followed the Vixen while everyone else went to bed.


Well, it's currently Christmas Eve here and it took me longer than it should have but here it is. I'm sorry about the lack of reactions but it's the best I can do for the special in such a short time. This might be the only special I'll do like this as it was difficult to transcribe due to the narration.

Now, what could Lex be asking of Neo and Yang to follow her for? You might be asking. Well you'll find out in the finale of this little special.

Tomorrow~