Sir Poops and Hair Ball: Thursday's Adventure with Edwin Elf

Edwin: Let's take the car out today. Whad'ya say?

SPAL: I say we all hang out on the couch and watch The Price is Right.

HB: Car ride? I'll go.

Edwin: Come on then!

HB: Okay!

SPAL: I wouldn't if I were you. What if you crash the car?

Edwin and HB: Chicken-pansy! (They head for the garage.)

Edwin: You're going to have to help me open this big door.

HB: Okay. (He helps Edwin and the both hop into the seats.)

HB: Mummsy always uses something called a key to stick in that hole over there. The car doesn't start without it.

Edwin: Elves don't need keys, silly.

HB: They don't?

Edwin: All I need is magic. (The car starts)

HB: I want some magic. If I had that I could have a lot of treats and toys.

HB: This is so much fun. I hope Mummsy let's me keep you forever and ever.

Edwin: Sorry. But I can only stay until Sunday night. Besides, I'm not even supposed to be here. (He backs the car out of the  garage.)

HB: You're not? How come?

Edwin: You know that giant beast across the street they call Tank?

HB: Yeah. He's soooo stupid and barks at everyone. What about him?

Edwin: I was supposed to be there this week reporting about him to Santa. 

HB: You were? 

Edwin: Yeah. But he is only coal worthy....has been for years. I'm sure nothing has changed. And the last time I was there he tried to eat me.

HB: Are you going to tell Santa about me?

Edwin: No, silly. 

HB: Why not?

Edwin: He'd fire me. Besides, you're Hanukkah Harry's territory. (He looks into the rear view mirror and sees blue and red lights) Not to mention, we're in trouble with the fuzz.

Sir Poops and Hair Ball: Tuesday Adventure with Edwin Elf

Edwin: Hey! Hair Ball! I'm hungry. How about you?

HB: You can't eat those. I already tried. Mummsy will get real mad if you do. I have a better idea.

Edwin: The giant food box. The gift that keeps giving. We have several in the North Pole. 

Edwin: You're going to have to help me here...this...door is heavy.

SPAL: I wouldn't do that if I were you. You two need to come hang on the couch like me.

Edwin: Ignore him. He's just a pansy like you said.

HB: Yeah. He is.

Edwin: Hmmm...Jack pot!

HB: Nomnomnom...

SPAL: Ooooo...I'm going to tell. Mummsy! Mummsy! The Stupids are in the food box!

Mummsy: (comes down stairs) What are you two doing?!

HB: Edwin made me do it. (He frowns)

Sir Poops and Hair Ball: U Can't Touch This

 SPAL: Hi, nice people. Hair Ball and I have a new friend.

HB: Yeah. We do.

SPAL: His name is Edwin.

HB: And he's my size, too.

SPAL: Which is a good thing. Maybe you won't chew on him like you did Randy Reindeer.

HB: Those were kisses.

SPAL: Ha! Don't you dare kiss Edwin.

HB: I won't. We have adventures planned.

SPAL: Like what?

HB: You'll see. We have a plan everyday until Christmas.