A Tohokari-Steel and Hikari Ino collaboration...

A fanmake of the Disney/Jim Henson classic...

Steel and Hikari's Christmas Carol

Starring Hikari Ino as Charles Dickens
Stanford Pines as Scrooge
Pinkie Pie as "Pinkiewig"
And Tohokari-Steel as himself

Chapter 1: Pines

It was a beautiful Christmas Eve in 19th century England. People were gossiping…

"WHAT ABOUT MY NOSE?!"

Others were selling their wares…

"HELP ME, I'M BEING STOLEN! HELP!" one of the melons shouted, to the merchant's ignorance as a thief made off with it.

But two people of more immediate importance were standing around a fruit stand, calling out to offer their wares. A man and woman, respectively, held out their fruits and called out.

"Christmas apples! We've got Christmas apples!"

"Haven't got these anywhere else, guaranteed!" called a heavy-set man with a Superman hoodie, glasses, and a Santa hat over his thick, dark hair, "Get 'em while they last!"

To emphasize, he took a chomp out of the apple. Next to him was a girl with short brown hair with streaks of silver and brown eyes, wearing a black shirt with white wings on the front of the shirt under a light blue opened coat, a pair of black leggings underneath of ripped jeans. Around her neck was a chocker with a rose pink dragon pendant. It had light pink "ears", wings, and tail with black horns and spike on its head.

"You know, they aren't going to last if you keep eating them." The girl said looking at her friend and associate.

"I agree with you there." the dragon said.

"Hey, it's called 'making scarcity'. Try some new marketing tricks." The man said, taking another bite.

"Steel…" the girl sighed before noticing they were being watched. She smiled and waved at the 'readers', "Oh! Hello! Welcome to Steel and Hikari's Christmas Carol!"

"Welcome!" the dragon waved.

"I am here to tell the story…" the girl said.

"I'M here for the laughs…" The man said, taking a third bite.

"And I'm just here to keep these two in line." The little dragon said, "I'm Meteora the Rose Dragon."

The girl coughed and introduced herself, "My name is Charles Dickens."

"And I am Tohokari-Steel!" Steel said. He then did a double-take and looked at the girl, who was in fact Hikari Ino, "Wait a sec! You're not Charles Dickens!"

"Of course I am." Hikari said.

"C'mon, a female version of Charles Dickens in THIS side of the Fate franchise?" Steel asked.

"Well they have a female King Arthur, so…" Hikari grinned.

"Okay, but…Charles Dickens was a 19th century novelist. A frickin' GENIUS." Steel said.

"Aww, you're too kind." Becca said like he was complimenting her

"Why on Earth should I believe you?" Steel asked, flatly.

"Because, Steel, I know the story of the story of a Christmas Carol like the back of my hand!" Hikari said.

"Really? Prove it." Steel said, skeptically.

"Okay…" Hikari said turning away and holding out her hand, "There's a little mole on my thumb and a scar of my wrist from when I fell of my bike…"

"I think he meant tell the STORY." Meteora said.

"Lizard's right. Tell us the STORY." Steel said, tossing the apple core away.

"Oh, right! Ahem…" Hikari looked the readers before announcing, dramatically, "The Marleys were dead to begin with…"

"Wait wha?" Meteora said, confused.

"That's how the story begins, Meteora. 'The Marleys were dead to begin with'." Hikari explained before continuing, "As dead as doornails…"

"Nice opening. It's atmospheric and…kinda spooky." Steel said with a shudder.

"Why thank you, Steel." Hikari smiled.

"You're welcome, Miss Dickens." Steel snickered.

"In life the Marleys were partners with a shrewd money lender named Stanford Pines." Hikari continued before pointing to a corner, "You'll meet him as he comes around that corner."

"When?" Steel asked, looking around.

"Now!" Becca said

Just then, an old man walked out, wearing a suit, carrying a cane,and a fez on his head.

"There he is. Mr. Stan Pines. " Hikari said, ominously

Steel shuddered, "Is it me or did it just get colder?"

"I think so. Brr!" Meteora shuddered going into Hikari's jacket.

As Stan passed by, the townsfolk began to sing.

Kyon: When a cold wind blows, it chills you
Chills you to the bone.

Dawn: But there's nothing in nature that freezes your heart
Like years of being alone.

Iida: It leaves you indifferent
Like a dark and empty mine…

Bakugo: But the worst of the worst…

Revy: The most hated and cursed…

Bakugo: Is the one that we call Pines.

Stan passed three foals. As he did so, they were splashed by a puddle.

Applebloom: Unkind as any…

Scootaloo: At the wrath of many…

Sweetie Belle: This is Mr. Stanford Pines!

Crowd: Oh, there goes Mr. Humbug,
Who ran that ol' Shack!
If they gave a prize for being mean,
The winner'd be that hack!

Goats: Ol' Stanford loves his money
'Cuz he thinks it gives him power.

Produce Stand: If he became a flavor,
You can bet he would be sour!
YUCK!

"Strange reversal." Steel commented, "Kids say they don't like broccoli. The broccoli says they don't like HIM."

Stan passed a street lamp with three pigeons on it, a Meowth lying next to them.

Goodfeathers: There goes Mr. Skinflint
There goes Mr. Greed

Meowth: De undisputed mastuh uv
De underhanded deed!

Crowd: He charges folks a fortune for his dark and drafty houses!
Us poor folks live in misery!

Mrs. Brisby: It's even worse for mouses…

Fievel: Please, sir. I want some cheese.

Not far away were three young women, singing in a choir.

Ariel, Jasmine, and Belle: He must be so lonely
He must be so sad.
He goes to extremes to convince us he's bad.
He's merely a victim
Of fear and of pride.
Look close and there must be
A sweet man inside…

They held out a tin as Stan approached. He just scoffed and continued on his way.

"Yeah right." Jasmine murmured.

"I've been wrong before." Ariel nodded.

"Real beastly." Belle agreed.

Stan passes a puppet show as the puppeteer looked on.

Audience: There goes Mr. Outrage, there goes Mr. Sneer

Gabe Bensen: He's got no time for friends or fun…

Bee Puppet: His anger makes that clear.

Horses: Don't ask 'im for a favor
'Cuz his nastiness increases.

Old Man McGuckett: No crust o' bread fer those in need…

Brisby: No cheeses for us meeses…

Stan passed by Hikari and Steel again.

"Stan liked the cold, he was hard and as sharp as a flint. Secret and self-contained. As solitary as an oyster." Hikari said

"Why an oyster?" Meteora asked.

"Who cares, it's a good use of verbiage." Steel shrugged.

Crowd: There goes Mr. Heartless
There goes Mr. Cruel.
He never gives,
He only takes.
He lets his hunger rule.
If being mean's a way of life
You practice and rehearse...

Hank Hill: Then all that work is paying off,
'Cuz Stan is getting worse!

Crowd: Every day in every way,
Stan is getting worse!

Stan looked around. Intimidated, the crowd immediately dispersed, hurriedly making excuses.

"Were they all singin' just now? The town's nuts...ah, humbug." Stan murmured as he just walked into a building.