Narrator:
Noel and the rest of the dozen were put into a high, dusty, dark thing called the attic, where they became a thing called forgotten. But, as it always does, the thing called time roamed relentlessly from season to season. And it became a thing called spring - and a thing called summer. Eventually, it was a thing called autumn, the time for pumpkins and turkeys. Then came that truly glorious day when the first snow of the year fell. Then - then, *finally*...
Noel:
Hey, it's back again - the good thing - the wonderful, beautiful Christmas-ful thing!
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