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Richmond's holiday parade goes horribly awry.

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It wasn’t the first time Shermie had felt regret. Oh, he didn’t feel bad about giving up the toymaking. No, that was never for him. Too confining, too repetitive. His family had long rebelled against the stifling atmosphere of the workshop. Years ago, his great-uncle had opened the Pole’s first dental practice, and the ice, so to speak, had ( Read more... )

Watchingspuffyduds (andlikeadeuce andqe2 and seemingly every LJ user I know) suffering through the stress of writing fics for Yuletide inspired me. Mainly it inspired me to avoid writing for Yuletide ever, but the plot bunny that pounced on me during my viewing of my early Christmas present (the Cinematic Titanic treatment of Santa Claus Conquers the Martians) ( Read more... )