Story in the pictures, or in the poem below.

First off: The cast


Second: Some awesome teaser Pic's



Third: Poetic Version

Twas five days before christmas and all though a town
Not a player was tasking, not even a C.L.O.W.N
Till Odin, Pixie and Shane drove with care
In hopes that adventures could maybe be theirs

To home depot first, when we should be in bed
Visions of guerilla glue danced in our heads
Pixie Got Pinkie Pie and a knite box that snaps
Shane bought us drinks so we wouldn't nap

While we battled with knights we made such a clatter
A cop sprang from his car to see what was the matter
Away from the cop we hid glue with a flash
and made sure he knew that we weren't smashed

Before the cop came though, it was cold as snow
And we glued knights to the objects below
Battle scenes plenty began to appear
to several locations we drove far and near

Ty was Our driver, we had to be quick
to get down the glue so the knights would stick
To Deerbrook mall is the first place we came
Though our first attempt turned out kind of lame

We wished to tease gravity like a vixen
But gravity's better at power then nixon
We tried to stick them to the side of a wall
but sadly our pieces were doomed to fall

We weren't defeated, no we were sly
We decided gravity, we wouldn't defy
With knights right-side-up (though somewhat askew)
Our first stop and go was done and through

We saw a twinkle on a mail box roof
and thought we would glue and take pic's for proof
One minute's glueing and we turned around
Sped away in our car, and back into town

A shopping cart where the next knights were put
Fought for the silver and fought for the soot
We saw the city sign and snuck around back
We jumped over ditches, puled glue from our pack

When we were done, that sign was more merry
With caged man and tree glued (the man's name was larry)
We stopped by a dentist and with a castle in toe
Now one castle is glued, and the other will glow

Out finale has nothing to do with clean teeth
and better then a king sized bar of heath
We went to a playground with moat wet and smelly
With a shiver of body and growl of the belly

We put knights everywhere, but onto myself
Inhaling that much glue is bad for my health
The battles were fierce, knights head to head
Till we saw the cop car and were filled with dread

He spoke few words, he was doing his work
(I personally though he was kind of a jerk)
He let us off with a slap on the nose
No without ID I never shall go

Into the car we went with a whistle
That we didn't have tickets to sting us like thistle
With that we drove away from the knights
Happy Yule to all and to all a goodnight!



Fourth: Prose Version
Go picture to picture and read the captions and stuff. It will make the poem make more sense, I promise.