In New York, there was the man called Prince Pyjamarama Scrooge and he used to have a business partner called Jafar, but he died for seven years. It was Christmas eve, but Pyjamarama of Scrooge u might call him, hated Christmas. “Bah Humbug!” Snarld Pyjamarama. In Texas Pete’s hideout, there was the greatest superhero of all time, Superbulk with his best friend, Skeleton. Now that Texas Pete was in jail, Bulk and Skeleton could do anything they wanted. They could watch tv, read books, go to the restaurants, watch dvds, go on the internet, save people from dangers and everything. “What do u want to do on Christmas eve, Bulk?” Asked Skeleton. “Let’s go to work because I’ve never been to work before, Skeleton.” zei Bulk. “Good idea.” zei Skeleton. Meanwhile, back in the streets of New York, Pyjamarama was walking to work when suddenly the monkey came. “Hey!” Shouted Pyjamarama. “What are u doing to my hat? Give it back right now!” And the monkey did. “That annoying fool!” zei Pyjamarama. “Anyway, I’ve got to go to work. This is my work. Oh, and there’s my old partner, Jafar. I remember the dag when he worked with me. And together, we were the best evil villains ever.” Pyjamarama opened the door and he met Bulk and Skeleton. “Who are u two men?” Asked Pyjamarama. “My name is Bulk,” zei Bulk, “Superbulk u might call me, and this is my best friend, Skeleton.” “Pleased to meet you, your highness.” zei Skeleton feeling nervous. “What?” Shouted Pyjamarama. “Skelingtons can’t talk! Anyway, my name is Prince Pyjamarama,” zei Pyjamarama, “Scrooge u might call me, and I used to have a helper, Mufti, but he ran from Punjara and was never seen again so I came to your city from there.” “Where’s Punjara?” Asked Bulk. “Punjara is in India, our populair country.” Answeared Pyjamarama. “Anyway, both of u should get on with your work.” “I don’t like doing work because I’m a skelington.” zei Skeleton. “Would u mind if I have a rest, Bulk?” “No, Skeleton. Not at all.” zei Bulk. “Go ahead.” So Pyjamarama liked to have bags of money. He liked to count money and dollars. There was a knock on the door. Bulk opened the door. It was Pyjamarama’s nephew, Prince Rajeesh. “Merry Christmas, Uncle!” zei Rajeesh excitedly. “Bah Humbug!” zei Pyjamarama. “I hate Christmas. I’ll tell u what Christmas is. Christmas is rubbish! u grasp everything on Christmas eve! Christmas should be boiled in its own pudding!” “Uncle, don’t say nasty things about Christmas.” zei Rajeesh. “Christmas is my favourite time of the year. u could come and see my friends. There are classic american dishes and deserts. Come and have some tomorrow.” “Why do u want me to try some, Rajeesh?” Asked Pyjamarama. “I’ll tell u why.” zei Rajeesh, “Because they’re the best american foods ever so I wish u a merrry christmas and a happy new year.” “Merry Christmas, Rajeesh!” zei Bulk. “Merry Christmas, Bulk.” zei Rajeesh. There was another knock on the door. Bulk opened the door again. It was Superted and Spotty. “Well,” zei Superted, “if it isn’t our best hero, Superbulk. Merry Christmas, Bulk!” “Merry Christmas, Superted and Spotty!” zei Bulk. “I know who.” zei Pyjamarama. “It’s Superted and Spotty again. What do u want?” “We want u to give us money of you’ll be arrested because we giving money to the poor.” zei Superted. “What?” Shouted Pyjamarama. “Yes, That’s right, Pyjamarama!” zei Spotty. “We’re going to give money to the poor!” “No!” Shouted Pyjamarama. “Along time ago, when u came to Punjara, u rescued my nephew, Rajeesh and u stopped me. Get out now! “But Pyjamarama,….” zei Superted and Spotty angrily. “I zei now!” Shouted Pyjamarama. “Now, Now, Now, Now, Now, Now, Now, Now!” And he pushed Superted and Spotty out of this door. Superted and Spotty sliped. It was 5 o clock and Bulk and Skeleton were about to go home. “Do u think u can give us a dag off? Asked Bulk. “It’s Christmas dag tomorrow.” “Of course u can, Bulk.” zei Pyjamarama. “But be back the volgende day.” “Oh thank u Pyjamarama. And a merry christmas to you!” zei Bulk. So he and Skeleton went out of this door and they walked home. Just before going home, he met a young woman. “Hello.” zei Bulk. “What’s your name?” “My name is Linda.” zei a young woman. “And u must be a superhero.” “I certainly am, my love. My name is Superbulk, but call me Bulk for short.” zei Bulk. “Would u like to come to our hideout? Oh, and this is my best friend, Skeleton.” “Pleased to meet you, Linda.” zei Skeleton. “Pleased to meet u too, Skeleton.” zei Linda. “Of course I would, my superhero.” “Whenever villains kidnap you, I’ll save u from them.” zei Bulk. “Thank you, Bulk.” zei Linda. “You’ll always be my best superhero ever.” Meanwhile, Pyjamarama was walking home. There was his house. He went straight to his door. He was just about to open his door when suddenly Jafar on the door handle came to life. “Jafar?” Whispered Pyjamarama. “Hahahahaa!” Laughed Jafar evilly. But now Jafar on the door handle didn’t make another verplaats so Pyjamarama opened the door. He went straight upstairs. Then he ate his mango. When he finished his mango, there were bells ringing. The brand went slowly down. Then,….. Up pop Jafar! “Who are you?” Asked Pyjamarama. “In life, I was your partner, Jafar.” zei Jafar. “I died in the lava for seven years and now I’m chained up.” “I know you,” zei Pyjamarama, “but u shouldn’t’ve been back from your death. Why have u come to me?” “Because I’m warning u to change his ways, Pyjamarama.” zei Jafar. “Tonight, u will meet 3 ghosts of villains. Listen to them. Do what they say. Goodbye, Pyjamarama.” But Pyjamarama accidently fell on Jafar’s lamp and it flew to the fire. “My lamp! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!” Screamed Jafar, and disappeared into the fire. Now it was time for bed for Pyjamarama. “Bah Humbug!” zei Pyjamarama quietly. He fell asleep. There was the first ghost of the villains. Pyjamarama woke up. “Who are you?” Asked Pyjamarama. “I’m Maleficent, the Ghost of Christmas Past.” zei The first ghost of the villains. “Where do u want to take me?” Asked Pyjamarama. “I’m taking u to your past.” Answered Maleficent. So she held Pyjamarama’s hand and they flew. When they got to his past, Pyjamarama spotted his old school. “I used to go to this school when I was an indian school boy.” zei Pyjamarama. “I used to live in this country, India. This indian city is Punjara.” “Come.” zei Maleficent. “We must go inside and see u as a little boy.” Young Pyjamarama was writing papers and when he grew as a 12 jaar old boy, he read books. “Good morning, Pyjamarama!” zei Pyjamarama’s indian teacher. “You can eat any of the indian meals and deserts at Christmas.” “Oh, I used to love indian meals and deserts. They were the best.” zei Pyjamarama. “Silent!” Shouted Maleficent. “There’s meer to see!” Maleficent took Pyjamarama to see Mowgli. I’m not talking about a young boy called Mowgli. I’m talikng about the adult called Mowgli. Mowgli went to Teenage Pyjamarama. “No meer work today!” zei Mowgli. “It’s Christmas!” Teenage Pyjamarama had a dance with the other indian teenagers. Then he met a young indian woman, Parsi. “Pyjamarama.” zei Parsi. “Yes, Parsi?” zei Pyjamarama. “You’re very handsome.” Sais Parsi. “Thank you, Parsi.” zei Pyjamarama. But in ten years time, he had become a villain. “Listen to me, Pyjamarama.” zei Parsi. “I loved u and we have no money.” “Be quiet, my dear!” Shouted Pyjamarama. “You’d better go now!” Poor Parsi. She was crying and walked away. “I can’t see my memories anymore.” zei Pyjamarama. “Take me home.” “Remember.” zei Maleficent. “You should have your memories yourself.” Pyjamarama was in bed again. Next, he met the seconde ghost of the villains. “Who are you?” Asked Pyjamarama. “The name’s Hades, the Ghost of Christmas Present. Hi. How are u doing?” zei The seconde ghost of the villains. “What are these foods?” Asked Pyjamarama. “Hey, there are mince pies, turkey, christmas pudding and many others.” Answeared Hades. “Where are u taking me?” Asked Pyjamarama. “We’re gonna see the streets of New York AND I WANT u TO SEE SUPERBULK’S HIDEOUT!” Shouted Hades. “There’s no need to shout so loud, Hades.” zei Pyjamarama crossily. Hades and Pyjamarama were walking down the streets of New York. All the people were enjoying Christmas. “YES! HADES RULES! CHRISTMASLICIOUS!” Shouted Hades excitedly. “Here we are, Pyjamarama. There’s Bulk’s hideout. We gotta go in.” “Why, Skeleton is on his own.” zei Pyjamarama. Skeleton was making Bulk and Linda cheese burgers. Meanwhile, Bulk was saying, “I’ll say my magic word, Spotty!” He said. So he zei his secret magic word and flew to rescue Linda from the giant monster. Linda was finally saved. “Thanks, Superbulk!” zei Linda. “You’re my hero!” “Oh, it was nothing, Linda.” zei Superbulk. “Come on. Let’s go home pagina and have Skeleton’s cheeseburgers.” Skeleton’s cheeseburgers were finally ready. The 3 vrienden sat down to eat their cheeseburgers. “We should thank Pyjamarama and we’re in love.” zei Linda. So she and Bulk kissed eachother and the couple danced together. What a beautiful romance! “What will happen to Linda?” Asked Pyjamarama. “IF YOU’RE ASKING YOUR STUPID QUESTION, I DON’T KNOW!” Shouted Hades and disappeared. volgende Pyjamarama met the last ghost of the villains. “Who are you?” Asked Pyjamarama. “I’m Sykes, the Ghost of Christmas Future.” zei The last ghost of the villains. “Is there any future?” Asked Pyjamarama. “There is, Mr. Pyjamarama.” Answeared Sykes. “The people will be talking about the funeral.” “We’ll go to the cheap funeral.” zei the leader of the coppers. “Well,” Replied The coastguard, “I’m not so sure we’ll go.” Sykes took Pyjamarama to Bulk’s hideout. “I live in New York like you.” zei Sykes. “Let’s go inside.” Inside Bulk’s hideout, Bulk was crying. “I didn’t want my girlfriend to die.” Sobbed Bulk. “But she did.” “There, There, Bulk.” zei Skeleton. “It can’t be helped. I’m sad about your girlfriend’s death too.” “I know it can’t.” Sobbed Bulk. And he and Skeleton were both crying. Sykes took Pyjamarama to the graves. “Oh this grave,” zei Sykes, “see your name.” Pyjamarama rubbed off the dust and saw his own death. “Sykes!” Sobbed Pyjamarama. “I can’t die! I don’t want to die! This isn’t a future that I should die! I’ll change!” “Keep your mouth shut!” Roared Sykes. “Consider that u should die now!” “I’m back into my room! I’m still alive!” Shouted Pyjamarama overjoyed. He opened the windows and shouted to the little boy, “What’s today?” “Today’s Christmas.” Replied the little boy. “Christmas isn’t over!” zei Pyjamarama excitedly. So he ran downstairs and gave lots of cashes to Superted and Spotty. “Ah, thank you, Pyjamarama!” zei Superted happily. “And a merry christmas to you!” zei Spotty. Pyjamarama went to Rajeesh. “Hey, Rajeesh!” Shouted Pyjamarama excitedly. “Merry Christmas! I’ll try any of the american dishes and deserts, and classic american drinks too!” “Oh thank you, Uncle, and a Merry Christmas to you!” zei Rajeesh happily. Lastily, he went to Bulk’s hideout and guess what! Linda was still alive! She didn’t die after all. “Merry Christmas, Pyjamarama!” zei Bulk. “I’m so angry.” zei Pyjamarama. “But your highness, it’s Christmas day.” Explained Bulk. “I’m closing up my bank and overall, I’m getting away from my work. And….” Paused Pyjamarama. “And what, your highness?” Asked Skeleton. “I’m giving u a partner.” Finished Pyjamarama. “A Partner?” zei Bulk excitedly. “Ah, thanks, Pyjamarama. You’re so kind.” “Merry Christmas, Superbulk!” zei Pyjamarama. “And god blesses everyone!” zei Linda. And Pyjamarama and Skeleton sat to watch tv and Bulk and Linda fell in love together.

The End!