Ambush Bug Presents #5

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(Music Cue : "Have a Holly-Jolly Christmas")

The stage resembles a large, stylish den in this outing - decorated with all the Christmas trimmings. Stockings are hung by the chimney with care. There's a tree, decorated with metallic orange tinsel. Houngan is there, sitting at a piano.

Standing by the tree is Ambush Bug, in a Fred Rogers-esque outfit, complete with slacks, a sweater, and a toupee. He's sipping a small cup of egg nog as he 'notices' the camera. "Oh, well! Seems our guests have finally arrived. Hello, folks, and welcome to the Ambush Bug Christmas Special Extravaganzapalooza. Now also serving Hanukkah and Kwanzaa, to the best of our limited ability to understand and properly spell those holidays."

"We have a whole evening of Holiday Fun lined up - some special guests to make you smile, and I may just belt out a rendition of some holiday standard. Later on, I think we'll go to the phones, and maybe we'll even look at some letters to Santa Claus.."

He trails off, looking annoyedly off-camera towards his musical director. "What are you fidgeting about, Houngan?"

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[the-ambush-bug.livejournal.com]

The Bug's eyebrows go up and he fidgets a little.

"Yeah.. uh.. the Japanese are certainly a festive people. You know, Kris, on the other hand, I do have lots of milk and cookies in the green room, if you're feeling peckish.."

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"Oooh! Milk and cookies!" He bustles off towards the green room; his elves are already there, checking for poison or traps.

[the-ambush-bug.livejournal.com]

"See you next year!" He waves until Santa is out of sight, then breathes a small sigh of relief.

"I think his memory's getting a bit spotty, Houngan. Shame, really."

Ambush Bug claps his hands in delight. "Shall we move on? Let's!" Practically skipping over to the tree, he selects one of the festively wrapped packages underneath. "This is to me, from Cheeks. I can't wait to see what it is!"

Hurriedly unwrapping the box, he opens the flaps and pulls out what appears to be the skull of a Manhunter android - partially hollowed out. "A Manhunter pencil holder! No writing utensil will escape this! Thanks, Cheeks. You want to open yours?"

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". . ."

[the-ambush-bug.livejournal.com]

"Aw, that's okay. You can open it up later."