I posted this as part of my Christmas post on Open last year.
The original formatting went poopy on it and it only got a few visits so I decided as a "Tink's True Christmas Well Wishing and Heart Felt thanks to one and all", I would post it and get at least another two people to read it.
The original story was written a few years ago as part of a Christmas letter that I and the wifey sent out to the family(it was the second Christmas letter story I had ever written, the 1st being 'The Cat who Hated Christmas' but that story was never saved to disk nor posted online, so it is lost. *REAL TEARS*)
Anyways, enjoy.
THE CUBS' FIRST CHRISTMAS
Every year it was the same thing.
Mamma bear and her two cubs would hibernate through the winter months. And every spring, the cubs would awake and be told all the fun that they had missed during a time that the other non-hibernating animals called Christmas.
They made a pact with each other that this next Christmas time they would not miss.
The snow began to fall, like every year, and the three bears went into their cave to sleep the winter months away, except the two little cubs didn’t go to sleep.
With all their resolve, they stayed awake and snuck out of the cave on Christmas Eve.
They went to Ranger Bob’s cabin and stared in amazement at all the stuff there.
Ranger Bob had a large pine tree, decorated from top to bottom in lights, candy canes and lots of shiny stuff.
The two cubs looked in and then back at each other, for under the tree were presents.
They pushed open the window and crept in to get a closer look.
On each of the package was a name; the shiny wrappings enthralled the two bears so much that they didn’t notice Ranger Bob behind them.
“Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas!!” he said in his biggest, deepest voice.
The two cubs were startled and started to run. But Ranger Bob’s laughing stopped them.
“You two should be snuggled in tight and sleeping in your nice, warm cave!” The ranger said with a twinkle in his eye.
“We heard about Christmas and wanted to see what it was all about!” One of the cubs said.
Ranger Bob smiled and sat down on a large, overstuff chair, he had a book opened on his lap.
He told them the story of how Christmas became to be, of a little baby born in a manger.
The two little bears looked sleepily at the ranger and then to each other. The ranger smiled and stood up, walking over to the tree; he picked up two large boxes and handed them to the two bear cubs. Each one looked in amazement at the names on them, for in neatly handwritten lettering, was the names of the cubs.
The ranger smiled, nodded to the two cubs and they pawed at the wrappings, opening the boxes to reveal for each cub a nice warm blanket.
After a few more Christmas stories, a song or two, Ranger Bob gave each cub his own candy cane and took them back to the cave, where he tucked each of the cubs in with the blankets, gave them one last hug and then crept silently out of the cave as the two cubs slowly drifted into deep hibernation.
When spring came and Mama Bear awoke, she found her two cubs still under the blankets and she was confused. When the cubs finally awoke, they told her their story of their first Christmas.
At first Mama Bear was a little upset but then she thought, maybe next year, I’ll celebrate my first Christmas too!
The End
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About halfway through, I was expecting the ending to be somethng about Ranger Bob and a kill-crazy rampage, or maybe the Christmas tree being molested.
Nope.
Very nice story.
:-)
Tomorrow though, I'll write the "Dog who molested the Christmas Tree!!" just for you!! ;)
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- walks away snickering
on the dog/molesting thing? check with leeandra. one of her birds was doing weird stuff to an angel ornament. maybe you could collaborate?
peace
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glad that didn't happen.
~pffft pfft~ Winks
fireeyes, thank you very much!! :)
Trudge, thank you! :)
tai, yeah, I tried to pick the true colors of the Holiday Season! Teeheehee!! :)
femme, teeheehee, birds molesting angels always get me right here!! *TEARS OF JOY* :)
mical, yeah, that would have been wrong. *wanders off to write the True Tink version* ;)
scanner, it's in there, I just don't let it out that often, scares the natives!! ;)
TBEAR, I lubs u!! ~smooch~
trig, he's a very good ranger, dedicated to his job!! ;D
Good job.
Wishing you and yours a peaceful holiday season.
PS: Delete that UGGBOOT guy. He's just clogging up your post; although, it does give you higher comment numbers. :-)
surly, I didn't write it, my sister did!! Teeheehee!! But shhh, don't tell her!! Giggle!! :)
mypysche, got to love gossip about bears!! ;)
Cindy, will do, it'll have so much porn in it, that it will make the new Ed cry!! Teeheehee!! :)
rita, well, you could do what I will be doing Christmas eve, get naked and run outside screaming, "Rock and Roll will never die..."
:)
If, by some miracle of parthenogenesis, you manage to procreate, your offspring are in for a story-telling treat.
Seasonous greetings to you and Missus Tink.
What a sweet story.
Merry Christmas!
Frogtown, thank you very much!! :)
Boaner, no reproducing for me, the Gods made sure that wouldn't happen!!! ;)
Cat, you are very welcome. Sometime soon, I will write THE CUBS OFF THE RANGER ---- MASSACRE AT LITTLE FROG POND!! ;)
Outside, and a Merry Christmas to you as well!!!! :)
Owl, it truely is a holiday miracle!! Teeheehee!! ;)
susan, yeah, I decided to post a sweet story for this time of year. Don't expect any more!! ;)
marcelleqb, *taking a bow* Thank you very much!! :)
And to one and all, Merry Christmas from Tinky Winky Wetsum Dolls Incorporated!! :)
zuma, thank you!! :)
old new lefty, the bears stole em!! ;)
Cap'n, nobody really does!! :)