Christmas went South

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What a sheepy day for Little Wooly. Tricked into thinking this is going to be a quiet and warm Christmas at home was all ruined by a single door bell.

The dreaded visit by Mrs Elfie. The kind elf, but mother of two imps thought of a marvelous plan to let Wooly play with her elfies. Great! Great Disaster indeed.

Babysitting aint fun. Cannonballs of energy and endless chatterboxes. They just can't shut up.

'Christmas is here'

'You are the prettiest tree eveeerrrrr!'

'Wooo, weee, wooow'

They squaled in delight. Wooly wasn't amazed at all. That was how Wooly became a Christmas Tree.

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How the Event Happened

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