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Hey guys!! Here's part 6 of mine and 's Christmas collab story based off of Dr. Seuss' How the Grinch Stole Christmas, How Stan the Woozle Stole Christmas! Enjoy!

As the crowd of toons in the square cheered, they started to sing Christmas carols. As they caroled, their singing echoed up to the mountains where Stan and his lackeys lived. Soon, the slumbering woozle could hear the caroling through the cave walls and started singing himself.

Stan: Tick tock, tick tock,
Counting down the Christmas clock

Old, young, big, small,
YEEAAHHH!!!!!!

Stan: (putting a pillow over his ears) Blasted Christmas music!! It's joyful and triumphant. I must drown out the noise!! (He soon rushed to get some chair cushions to block his ears) I can still hear it!!(Then he wrapped a blanket around his head) IT'S STILL COMING THROUGH!! HEFF!! FRANKIE!!

Francisco: Present!

Heff: What's the matter Stan?

Stan: (turning to Heff) Heff, do me a favor okay? Stick your trunk in my ears and blow as loud as you can!

Heff: I don't know boss, wouldn't that damage your.....

Stan: JUST DO IT!

Heff did what Stan said and blew into Stan's ears with a loud trumpet blast. But that didn't work either since Sans hearing returned after a ringing was in both his ears.

Stan: Help me guys!! We need to drown out those pesky noisemakers!

Soon after they started to make a bunch of noise including nuts and bolts clattering in blenders, Heff took out his electric guitar and started playing it while Francisco took out his drum set and wildly played it like a crazy rock star. Stan meanwhile wound up a giant cymbal bashing monkey.

Stan: Play monkey, play!!!

Then he used a jackhammer while singing at the top of his lungs just as Knothead and Splinter approached their doorway where a crash was heard, followed by an, "OWIEEEE!!!"

Knothead: (knocking on the door) Mr. Woozle

Splinter: (Knocking on the door) Mr. Woozle, are you there?

Soon after, they crawled in through the pet door and continued to find Stan. As they walked through his home, Francisco and Heff stopped playing their instruments to see they had visitors walking through their cave. They soon recognized the two as they walked up to Stan who was letting the monkey bash his head with the cymbals over and over.

Knothead: (Tapping Stan's forearm) Excuse us.

Stan: Eh?

Stan then lifted his head up and put his hands on the cymbals putting the two together and breaking the giant toy. As sparks and smoke sputtered from the monkey while the motor slowly died, Stan menacingly stared at the two as he slowly turned his head to them.

Stan: Hello........little children...........HOW DARE YOU ENTER THE LAIR OF STAN THE WOOZLE!!! The impudence, the audacity, the unmidicated gall!! You called down the thunder, now get ready, for the BOOM!!! Gaze into the face of fear, BOOGA BOOGA!!

Knothead: Mr. Woozle, my name is Knothead Woodpecker

Splinter: And my name is Splinter Woodpecker

Heff: Wait a second, I know you two! (sniffs the two) Aren't yous the kids from the Post Office we saw earlier today?

Knothead: Yeah!

Splinter: That's us alright!

Francisco: Oh yeah!! (Gets uncomfortably close to them while sniffing them as well) I thought I smelled something familiar!!

Stan: Heff, Frankie, BUTT OUT(throws them to the side then turning his attention to the two with an evil smile as he circled them both)!!! You see? Even now, the terror is welling up inside you.

Knothead: We're not scared.

Stan: Ah yes, denial is to be expected in the face of pure evil!

Splinter: We don't think so!

Stan: (Points fingers at the two)DOUBT? Another unmistakable sign of the heebie-jeebies!! Now...you're...doomed!! (He soon rushes out of camera then comes back with a white shirt on. He then acts scared as he slowly rips the shirt off pretending he is turning into a werewolf in front of the two) Run for your life, before I KILL AGAIN!!!!!(RRRIIIIPP) AWOOOOOO!!!!! WOOOOOOO!!!!!! I'm a Psycho!!! BLEHH!! RRRRRGGHH!!!! (Dancing around the two while waving his arms and making noises) DANGER!!!! Pure DANGER!! RAWR RECH!!! FLEH!!! Wooh! (Panting while staring at the two)

Heff and Francisco made weird faces at this performance.

Francisco: Boy, and I thought I was the crazy one.

Knothead: (looking at Stan) Ummm, maybe you need a timeout.

Stan then looks in the opposite direction making the two woodpecker kids laugh.

Stan: (turning to the camera) Kids today, so desensitized by movies and television. (Turns his attention back to the two) WHAT DO YOU WANT!?!

Splinter: Mr. Woozle, we came to invite you to be Holiday Cheermeister.

Stan: Eh?

Heff: What?

Francisco: Holiday Who-be Whatey?

Knothead: Cheermeister!

Stan: (realizing what they were doing) HA!!! Hahahahahaheeeha!!! That's a good one!!!

Splinter: We know you hate Christmas, but what if this is all a misunderstanding?

Stan: Don't care.

Knothead: Even we are having some Yuletide doubts.

Stan: (making snoring noise as if to not listen)

Knothead: But maybe if you go down to the toons and be a part of Christmas...

Stan: (mocking voice) But maybe if you go down to the toons and be a part of Christmas.....GROW UP!!

Splinter: Please, you have to come down and accept the award!

Stan: (Stops then slowly turns to the two) Award? (Then he grabs the two) You didn't mention, an award.

Splinter: Yeah with a trophy and everything!

Stan: And I won?

Knothead: You won!

Stan:..........That means there were losers.

Splinter: Well I guess so.

Stan: Toon Town full of losers, I like it!!! We're there any sad faces?.......Come on spit it out!! For a moment I couldn't shut you both up!! Details, details!!

Knothead: The Mayor was pretty upset.

Stan: Ha!! I knew that blubber bag wouldn't last being next to a winner!

Knothead: So will you come?

Stan: Oh alright, I'll accept the award, mingle a bit, have a cup of nog or two. Hey who knows, this Toonbilation could change my entire outlook on life!!

Splinter: Really?

Stan: Nope(Then he pulls a rope to the garbage chute leading straight back to Toonville. As the two woodpecker kids fall down the chute, they let go of the invitation to the Toonbilation) Suckers.

All characters and stories mentioned don't belong to me, they belong to their respective owners.

Knothead, Splinter, Woody Woodpecker, Wally Walrus (c) Walter Lantz
Stan the Woozle, Heff the Heffalump (c) Disney
Francisco the cat (c) Ben10theMagician
How the Grinch Stole Christmas (c) Dr. Seuss

Description
Hey guys!! Here's part 6 of mine and 's Christmas collab story based off of Dr. Seuss' How the Grinch Stole Christmas, How Stan the Woozle Stole Christmas! Enjoy!

As the crowd of toons in the square cheered, they started to sing Christmas carols. As they caroled, their singing echoed up to the mountains where Stan and his lackeys lived. Soon, the slumbering woozle could hear the caroling through the cave walls and started singing himself.

Stan: Tick tock, tick tock,
Counting down the Christmas clock

Old, young, big, small,
YEEAAHHH!!!!!!

Stan: (putting a pillow over his ears) Blasted Christmas music!! It's joyful and triumphant. I must drown out the noise!! (He soon rushed to get some chair cushions to block his ears) I can still hear it!!(Then he wrapped a blanket around his head) IT'S STILL COMING THROUGH!! HEFF!! FRANKIE!!

Francisco: Present!

Heff: What's the matter Stan?

Stan: (turning to Heff) Heff, do me a favor okay? Stick your trunk in my ears and blow as loud as you can!

Heff: I don't know boss, wouldn't that damage your.....

Stan: JUST DO IT!

Heff did what Stan said and blew into Stan's ears with a loud trumpet blast. But that didn't work either since Sans hearing returned after a ringing was in both his ears.

Stan: Help me guys!! We need to drown out those pesky noisemakers!

Soon after they started to make a bunch of noise including nuts and bolts clattering in blenders, Heff took out his electric guitar and started playing it while Francisco took out his drum set and wildly played it like a crazy rock star. Stan meanwhile wound up a giant cymbal bashing monkey.

Stan: Play monkey, play!!!

Then he used a jackhammer while singing at the top of his lungs just as Knothead and Splinter approached their doorway where a crash was heard, followed by an, "OWIEEEE!!!"

Knothead: (knocking on the door) Mr. Woozle

Splinter: (Knocking on the door) Mr. Woozle, are you there?

Soon after, they crawled in through the pet door and continued to find Stan. As they walked through his home, Francisco and Heff stopped playing their instruments to see they had visitors walking through their cave. They soon recognized the two as they walked up to Stan who was letting the monkey bash his head with the cymbals over and over.

Knothead: (Tapping Stan's forearm) Excuse us.

Stan: Eh?

Stan then lifted his head up and put his hands on the cymbals putting the two together and breaking the giant toy. As sparks and smoke sputtered from the monkey while the motor slowly died, Stan menacingly stared at the two as he slowly turned his head to them.

Stan: Hello........little children...........HOW DARE YOU ENTER THE LAIR OF STAN THE WOOZLE!!! The impudence, the audacity, the unmidicated gall!! You called down the thunder, now get ready, for the BOOM!!! Gaze into the face of fear, BOOGA BOOGA!!

Knothead: Mr. Woozle, my name is Knothead Woodpecker

Splinter: And my name is Splinter Woodpecker

Heff: Wait a second, I know you two! (sniffs the two) Aren't yous the kids from the Post Office we saw earlier today?

Knothead: Yeah!

Splinter: That's us alright!

Francisco: Oh yeah!! (Gets uncomfortably close to them while sniffing them as well) I thought I smelled something familiar!!

Stan: Heff, Frankie, BUTT OUT(throws them to the side then turning his attention to the two with an evil smile as he circled them both)!!! You see? Even now, the terror is welling up inside you.

Knothead: We're not scared.

Stan: Ah yes, denial is to be expected in the face of pure evil!

Splinter: We don't think so!

Stan: (Points fingers at the two)DOUBT? Another unmistakable sign of the heebie-jeebies!! Now...you're...doomed!! (He soon rushes out of camera then comes back with a white shirt on. He then acts scared as he slowly rips the shirt off pretending he is turning into a werewolf in front of the two) Run for your life, before I KILL AGAIN!!!!!(RRRIIIIPP) AWOOOOOO!!!!! WOOOOOOO!!!!!! I'm a Psycho!!! BLEHH!! RRRRRGGHH!!!! (Dancing around the two while waving his arms and making noises) DANGER!!!! Pure DANGER!! RAWR RECH!!! FLEH!!! Wooh! (Panting while staring at the two)

Heff and Francisco made weird faces at this performance.

Francisco: Boy, and I thought I was the crazy one.

Knothead: (looking at Stan) Ummm, maybe you need a timeout.

Stan then looks in the opposite direction making the two woodpecker kids laugh.

Stan: (turning to the camera) Kids today, so desensitized by movies and television. (Turns his attention back to the two) WHAT DO YOU WANT!?!

Splinter: Mr. Woozle, we came to invite you to be Holiday Cheermeister.

Stan: Eh?

Heff: What?

Francisco: Holiday Who-be Whatey?

Knothead: Cheermeister!

Stan: (realizing what they were doing) HA!!! Hahahahahaheeeha!!! That's a good one!!!

Splinter: We know you hate Christmas, but what if this is all a misunderstanding?

Stan: Don't care.

Knothead: Even we are having some Yuletide doubts.

Stan: (making snoring noise as if to not listen)

Knothead: But maybe if you go down to the toons and be a part of Christmas...

Stan: (mocking voice) But maybe if you go down to the toons and be a part of Christmas.....GROW UP!!

Splinter: Please, you have to come down and accept the award!

Stan: (Stops then slowly turns to the two) Award? (Then he grabs the two) You didn't mention, an award.

Splinter: Yeah with a trophy and everything!

Stan: And I won?

Knothead: You won!

Stan:..........That means there were losers.

Splinter: Well I guess so.

Stan: Toon Town full of losers, I like it!!! We're there any sad faces?.......Come on spit it out!! For a moment I couldn't shut you both up!! Details, details!!

Knothead: The Mayor was pretty upset.

Stan: Ha!! I knew that blubber bag wouldn't last being next to a winner!

Knothead: So will you come?

Stan: Oh alright, I'll accept the award, mingle a bit, have a cup of nog or two. Hey who knows, this Toonbilation could change my entire outlook on life!!

Splinter: Really?

Stan: Nope(Then he pulls a rope to the garbage chute leading straight back to Toonville. As the two woodpecker kids fall down the chute, they let go of the invitation to the Toonbilation) Suckers.

All characters and stories mentioned don't belong to me, they belong to their respective owners.

Knothead, Splinter, Woody Woodpecker, Wally Walrus (c) Walter Lantz
Stan the Woozle, Heff the Heffalump (c) Disney
Francisco the cat (c) Ben10theMagician
How the Grinch Stole Christmas (c) Dr. Seuss