Chapter 4:
"The year 1909," says Father Time, "the day, April 6. American explorer Robert Peary accomplishes a long elusive dream, when he, assistant Matthew Henson and four Inuits reach what they determine to be the North Pole.
"Come, Matthew, we're about to reach the North Pole," says Robert Peary, who in this case is like Oliver Hardy.
"I wonder which way it is," says Matthew Henson, who in this case is like Stan Laurel.
"I have nothing to say," says Robert Peary.
. . .
The two traveled to the North Pole.
"Now, remember, Matthew, nothing should happen to this boat. Understand?"
"So, should I put this plug back, then," asks Matthew Henson.
The boat then sinks with them in it. "Well, here's another nice mess you've gotten me into," says Robert Peary.
. . .
"The two continued to reach their destination," says Father Time, "there were obsticles."
"For the last time, I have no idea what you're talking about," says Robert Peary.
"You can't fool me vith your disguise, Perry the Platypus," says Dr. Doofenshmirtz.
"HEY, WAIT, HE'S A DISNEY CHARACTER," says Loud.
"And you're loud," says Dr. Doofenshmirtz.
"KILL THE OUTSIDER," says Loud.
"KILL THE OUTSIDER," shouts the Kid Chorus. They then throw Doofenshmirtz out of the show.
"Okay then," says Robert Peary.
. . .
Eventually, Robert Peary and Matthew Henson finally reach the North Pole.
"I claim this land," says Robert Peary. Matthew Henson has his tongue stuck on a metal pole. "I have nothing to say."
. . .
"Histeria is proud to present," says Father Time, "Good King Wenceslas!"
Kid Chorus: Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the Feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou knowst it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he
Where and what his dwelling
Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes fountain
Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I shall see him dine
When we bear them thither
Page and monarch, forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude winds wild lament
And the bitter weather
Sire, the night is darker now
And the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how
I can go no longer
Mark my footsteps, good my page
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shall find the winters rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly
In his masters step he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye, who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing!
. . .
"Saint Nicholas of Myra," says Santa, "also known as Nicholas of Bari, was an early Christian bishop of Greek descent from the maritime city of Myra in Asia Minor (Greek: Μύρα; modern-day Demre, Turkey) during the time of the Roman Empire. Because of the many miracles attributed to his intercession, he is also known as Nicholas the Wonderworker. Saint Nicholas is the patron saint of sailors, merchants, archers, repentant thieves, children, brewers, pawnbrokers, unmarried people, and students in various cities and countries around Europe. His reputation evolved among the pious, as was common for early Christian saints, and his legendary habit of secret gift-giving gave rise to the traditional model of Santa Claus ("Saint Nick") through Sinterklaas. Hey Santa."
"Hey Santa," says Saint Nick.
"Ho-Ho-Ho," they both said.
. . .
"It's time to play everyone's favorite game show, 'What's My Job', starring Lydia Karaoke!"
"Hello Everyone," says Lydia Karaoke, "now, let's meet our contessants, Toast, Lucky Bob, and Pepper Mills! Let's meet our special guest." Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky appears.
"It's so obvious," says Toast, "he's the magician that went after Frosty's hat."
"Nyet," says Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky.
"Are you a meddling kid," asks Lucky Bob.
"Nyet," says Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky.
"Then why do you like nets," asks Lucky Bob.
"There is something wrong with you," says Lydia Karaoke.
"I know who you are," says Pepper Mills, "and I loved you in the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air!"
"Here's a hint," says Lydia Karaoke, "he wrote beloved ballet classics like the Nutcracker."
"That movie about the squirrel who leads a heist," asks Toast.
"That's the Nut Job you nutjob," says Lydia Karaoke.
"Wait, I think I do know what the Nutcracker is," says Toast, "dudes, he's one of the X-Men!"
"That's Nightcrawler," says Lydia Karaoke, "it's the ballet with the evil mice!"
"Like those," asks Pepper Mills.
They then get attacked by evil mice.
"This has been 'What's my Job'!"
. . .
Father Time was getting ready when he sees the Time Bell. He then walks away.