RAMPAGE OF THE KAIJU SQUISHABOO!
SPECIAL EPISODE #F8E3E8
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the snow,
Not a creature was stirring, but something below.
From the workshop, a rustle, a soft, squeaky hum,
Santa sprang from his shed, fearing the worst had come.
He raced to the toy shop, with a curious sight,
A Squishaboo Kaiju, its plushy bulk in the night.
Its eyes glowed with mischief, stuffing spilled like a tide,
Santa gasped, "It's alive! My, so big, it's worldwide!"
The Kaiju Squishaboo, colossal and round,
Wriggled and jiggled, a menace unbound.
It bounced on the presents, squished candy canes flat,
Mrs. Claus fumed, "That's enough of that!"
The Elves gathered 'round, with licorice lassos,
Trying to wrangle this plushy hassle.
"Up, Dancer! Up, Blitzen!" Santa did holler,
The reindeer took flight with bells jingling on collars.
The Squishaboo giggled, its plushy hide thick,
Evading the elves with a fluffy trick.
It bounced through the snow, leaving prints so immense,
Elves slipped and slid, their chase getting dense.
Mrs. Claus had a plan, she said with a grin,
"We'll use hot cocoa, and maybe it'll give in!"
They brewed a concoction, sweet, warm, and gooey,
Lured the Kaiju with marshmallows, nice and chewy.
The Squishaboo hesitated, its plushy head turned,
A weakness discovered, its curiosity churned.
While Santa distracted with tales of its taste,
Elves poured cocoa rivers with all due haste.
The Kaiju wavered, its plushy heart warmed,
By the hot chocolate moat, a calmness had formed.
Mrs. Claus approached with an open embrace,
"Squishaboo friend, return to your place."
The ginormous Squishaboo, rampage now done,
Giggled and wiggled, its plushy heart won.
Back to the workshop, a toy once more,
Santa chuckled, "That's what Christmas is for!"
The elves cheered and danced, cocoa still hot,
Mrs. Claus winked, "Now, it’s time that we trot."
With Santa’s sleigh ready, packed tight with toys,
Christmas was saved for all girls and boys.
NEVER THE END…
Guest Editor: Ashley Whyte
