On the ninth day of Christmas my true love sent to me…
Leon was lying in wait beside the door. He knew there would be a knock soon. Just then there was a knock; he immediately opened the door but was too late; the person had already gone. He looked down to see a box of incenditry grenades. 'Well I know what to do with these.' He thought to himself.
In the back garden he strung up the portraits of Saddler he received yesterday and threw one incenditry grenade at each. 'Yeh! Burn Saddler! Burn!' he thought to himself as he watched the portraits go up in flames.
All that was left of the portraits were piles of ash and melted snow. Leon then looked in the box, 'Oh hello, there's one left' he thought to himself. 'I can use this to light the fire place; or save it till Christmas day and use it to cook the turkey; man there are just so many uses for these things.'
…nine incenditry grenades, eight Sadler portraits, seven sacrifices, six TMP stocks, five TMP's!!! Four plagas doggies, three stone insignias, two Bella sisters and a whiney little spoilt brat.