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[onerthes]

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[borntolove]

You should. Charles Dickens, Shakesphere and J.K. Rowling absolutely brilliant writers!

[A mouth pop, he'd say go to the library sadly the books there are weird]

I could recite it. Know his books by heart. And the Muppet version.

[A pause and more serious note]

Could be a what with this place.

[Then on a more happy note]

I'm glad, me too.

[onerthes]

I will take your word for...

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What exactly is a Muppet?

[borntolove]

A clever puppet.

[Clever reply]

[onerthes]

Oh, a puppet show? Interesting. I haven't seen one here [And she feared the idea of it after the clowns.] but I think I would be interested in hearing a little of this car...

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It doesn't involve a fat man in a red suit, does it?

[borntolove]

Sort of - thar televised puppet shows with the puppets with a vast height range and the group of them have adventures and the majority are anthropomorphism creatures.

Christmas Carol - No. Takes place at Christmas a very old human tradition. Has to do with greedy human and haunting visits from the spirits at Christmas.

Why, what's wrong with Santa Claus?

[onerthes]

I'm afraid much of your explanation makes little sense, but it still sounds like it was fun. And yes, hauntings sound nothing like this strange "Claus" figure. I'm afraid the stories I've heard of that one, while cute, make very little sense to me.

This sounds like a morality play of sorts. That I understand.

[borntolove]

It's Muppets. Not supposed to make sense. [Cheeky chin] That and something created by human beings who are extremely remarkable with being creative.

Well, Santa Claus is complicated. Thar was a person called Saint Nicholas who was known long after his death of being generous to the poor. Practically to the children.

Then in 1823, Clement Clake Moore, wrote his famous poem, A Visit from St. Nicholas that he wrote based on all sorts of lore around the Earth and different cultures which became Santa Claus.

Humans are remarkable and thar creativity.

[There's a head nod and The Doctor looks more serious and clears his voice which changes to story mode]

Marelely was dead to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker and the chief moaner. Scrooge signed it. And Scrooge's name was good upon 'Change, for anything he choose to put his hand too. Old Marelely was as dead as a door nail....

fast-forwarding to avoid copyright laws! Hehe

[onerthes]

Ah, so it is like that then. I see. Interesting...

[When he started in, however, she went silent and started to listen to the story with almost rapt attention. Honestly? The story was interesting, even if she had to think about a couple things while he went through the tale, occasionally asking him to pause so she could figure out a word for things she had no knowledge of.

When the story came to an end, likely hours later, she was sighing.]

mmmm I owe you a drink for this. Thank you. You did help make my day there. Far more than thanks for you...for our friend, mmm? But, perhaps you should rest your voice?

Re: fast-forwarding to avoid copyright laws! Hehe

[borntolove]

[As The Doctor tells the tale of Ebenezer Scrooge - does a narrater voice, a Scrooge voice, ghost Marley voice, and some other voices. Which he may be trying to show off his vocals.

At the end there's a rather cheeky grin and Father Christmas twinkle in those eyes. Which then becomes a bit of a cute pout]

You don't want to hear the song?

[Which someone had been resisting adding the Scrooge song from The Muppets into the actual novel]

[onerthes]

[She blinked. Song? He had mentioned nothing about a song. Oh yes, yes she was absolutely asking for htis. Why not hold on a little longer.]

Oh, by all means. We've com this far. How could I resist?

[borntolove]

[There's a huge grin from The Doctor before clearing his throat and sings in his voice a certain song and completely enjoying himself doing so]

[onerthes]

[Blink blink. Well he certainly was having fun wasn't he? She wasn't about to stop that, and when he finished, she grinned and clapped her hands.]

The perfect character for a morality play. Thank you, Doctor.

[borntolove]

[Suggestive eye wink. Take it as you will]

[onerthes]

[She'd take it with a little chuckle.]

This has been enjoyable Doctor, but I should get some rest. These coins will not make themselves glow on their own, after all. [A wink of her own.] You're welcome to join me among the dreams, but I suspect you have a friend to watch over and keep out of trouble.

See you around? Thank you for the bedtime story.

[borntolove]

You never know - might just find me in thar.

She can handle herself. I believe in her.

[A deep inhale and uneasy look.]

It's more she's - well - probably best if she told you.

Quite welcome.

[onerthes]

You don't need to explain. We have time, and I can learn on my own over time. As I can with you. But for now, have a good eve.