A message appears to everybody present in the Realm as the 12 days begin:

"On the First Day of Christmas, Elves came out the ground, spreadin' terror all around. 13 total Yule Elves there be, stick around for the rest you see. Anyway, screw rhyming. Stekkjarstaur is the first to appear, harassing all from ear to "ear"? Giljagaur is here as well, tellin' you to come down there. Stubby is a piece of shit, eating all he sees. Don't let Þvörusleikir lick you, or he'll steal yer spoon. Pottaskefill will steal all yer leftovers, so like, don't have leftovers. Askasleikir will steal anything you leave on the floor, even in your house. Hurðaskellir will keep you up the entire 12 days, no sleep for you, unless you can deal with the constant door slamming. Skyrgámur is a fitness nut, eating all your yogurt, in fact he already ate the Lowly Go-gurt. Don't have a barbecue while Bjúgnakrækir is around or he will eat all of it. Gluggagægir is a pervert, that's it. Gáttaþefur will sniff your doors, it's like his fetish or something. Ketkrókur will steal all your limbs if he can, so don't stay still too long. And finally Kertasníkir is the eater of all light, so have fun this Christmas season, when darkness rules the night."

"Ah yes, the Yule Elves, the favorite of those who don't have to deal with them. Right, EBE?" M'arc Jacobs says, locking the front door.

"Yeah, but I think one of them might be a child molester." responds EBE from the bag.

"Pretty sure more than one is." M'arc says, before sitting down to watch.

"YOU HEAR THAT, BITCHES? IT'S HOLIDAY TIME!" shouts Ratchelina, throwing several tinsel shrapnel bombs around to celebrate the occasion. Kertasníkir sees the barbed Christmas lights and immediately licks his lips.

"Yummy yummy for my tummy." declares Kertasníkir before beginning to chow down on the many lights. Gluggagægir begins slinking around looking for windows to peep in, but is angered to find that all of the houses in this neighborhood have no windows. Gluggagægir starts ripping bricks from a wall to make his own window, while Hurðaskellir starts slamming the door of the same house. Gáttaþefur tries to sniff the door at the same time, but his abnormally large nose gets caught in the door as it is being slammed.

"HEY! QUIT SNIFFIN' MAH SLAMMIN' DOOR!" Hurðaskellir shouts angrily, still slamming the door.

"QUIT SLAMMING ME SNIFFING DOOR!" growls Gáttaþefur, which isn't enough to convince Hurðaskellir, so Gáttaþefur just slinks inside and starts sniffing a different door in the house. Askasleikir starts stealing the bricks that Gluggagægir throws on the ground, and Skyrgámur suddenly jumps out of nowhere and breaks the window the rest of the way open after detecting some yogurt in the house.

"HEY INDY, THE 12 DAYS ARE STARTING!" Jonnnny yells, pointing at the message.

"OH BOY, THIS IS GONNA BE SWEET!" Indy responds giddily.

"The hell are these little men? Are they the band or something?" Jonnnny asks, which draws the attention of Stubby.

"Who you callin' little?" Stubby growls, cracking his knuckles.

"Yo, what instrument do you play?" Indy asks, failing to notice while Ketkrókur steals one of his legs.

"Bitch pay me." grunts Stubby, before looking around for something to eat.

"Hey Indy, are you missing something?" Jonnnny asks confusedly, unsure why Indy looks a bit different now.

"I don't think so. Can't wait until these guys play some jams, though." Indy responds, still not noticing his missing leg.

"Hey, maybe they start playing on the 12th day!" Jonnnny notes, and Indy nods excitedly. Meanwhile, Stubby approaches IZ and steals his bowl of cereal without even asking, but IZ doesn't mind that much. IZ reaches for his spoon, but Þvörusleikir licks his arm before grabbing the utensil and disappearing into a sidewalk crack. Stekkjarstaur walks up to CODY 2016 and starts harassing him, making him pause what was going to be a slap to CODY 2017.

"Who do you think you are, peg legs? Knock it off!" snarls CODY 2016, while Stekkjarstaur starts jumping on his head.

"Hey, uh...CODY? I think you got something right there." CODY 2017 notes, pointing to the elf on CODY 2016's head. CODY 2016 just ignores this comment and attempts to slap Stekkjarstaur and CODY 2017 in one swing, which hits both and sends Stekkjarstaur flying. At the Walmart Crew's barbecue, Bjúgnakrækir shows up, and the Walmart Crew notices him reaching for their meats. The Walmart Crew tries to put Bjúgnakrækir on their low-price grill to cook him up, but all this does is get Bjúgnakrækir closer to the other meats so that he can eat them fresh off the grill. The Walmart Crew is unable to stop Bjúgnakrækir from eating all of their barbecue meats before leaving, and the moment Bjúgnakrækir is gone, Pottaskefill shows up and eats all of the leftovers. Gluggagægir steals a camera from a nearby store and goes to peep into that window he opened up.

"Hey, kid, come down here, the water is warm" says Giljagaur to one of the members of the Walmart Crew. Before anything can happen, though, Skyrgámur comes running by towards the Walmart Crew's yogurt cooler, unintentionally kicking a manhole cover on top of Giljagaur. Hurðaskellir starts slamming the Walmart's sliding door, which creates a sick beat, so the Walmart Crew brings out The Walmart Shuffle and starts dancing. Kertasníkir crawls into the Walmart and starts eating all the lights, while Gáttaþefur starts sniffing at the door and adding a completely different sound to the beat.

"HEY! QUIT SNIFFIN' MAH SLAMMIN' DOOR!" yells Hurðaskellir, angered that this is a recurrent problem.

"YOU SHOULD KNOW BY NOW, DOORS ARE ME TERRITORY!" snorts Gáttaþefur.

"YOU SHOULD KNOW BY NOW ALL DOORS BELONG TO ME!"

"YOU DON'T EVEN APPRECIATE DOORS, YOU JUST SLAM THEM!"

"WRONG! AS YOU SEE, SLAMMIN' DOORS IS AN ART! WHAT YOU DO IS LIKE A WEIRD FETISH OR SOMETHING!"

"IT'S NOT A FETISH, I JUST UNDERSTAND THE TRUE MEANING OF DOOR SNIFFING!"

"AND I KNOW THE TRUE MEANING OF SLAMMIN'! AND IT DOESN'T INCLUDE A GIANT NOSE IN THE WAY!"

"THEN GO TO A DIFFERENT DOOR!"

"I GOT HERE FIRST. NOW GET BEFORE I SLAM THAT NOSE RIGHT OFF YER FACE!"

"I AIN'T MOVIN' FOR NOTHIN'!" Gáttaþefur continues sniffing the door, and Hurðaskellir slams it extra hard, causing Gáttaþefur's durable nose to break the door. "LOOK WHAT YOU DID!"

"THIS IS YER FAULT, NOT MINE!"

"SLAMMING DOORS BREAKS THEM, SNIFFING DOES NOT."

"OH YEAH? WHAT ABOUT THAT ONE TIME YOU SNIFFED A DOOR SO HARD IT GOT CAUGHT IN YOUR NOSE?" By the time these two finish their argument, all of the lights have been eaten, and Askasleikir is just stealing things off of the floor of the Walmart. Ketkrókur sees Twomad standing still nearby, and steals one of his legs.