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Many centuries ago when the earth was a much different place, long before television, radio, story books,

bicycles, or even toys had been invented.

Human beings were far from alone on the planet, surrounded by animals of many varieties,

some now extinct.

In addition to the animals in the deeper, more secret parts of the forest, lived seldom seen

magical creatures of many descriptions, some were immortal over the years of all living things,

and in case you did not know immortal, means they are still very much alive.

Even though it is quite unlikely you have seen one.

There were the rills, whimsical caretakers of plants and flowers, the colors of every blossom in the land.

The clever nooks, guardians of animals and ancient trees, and in the very deepest part of their world,

in a place never seen by humans, was, and remains, the forest of Verzee.

Therein lived the graceful fairies, and the mysteriously beautiful wood nymphs, caretakers of springtime,

and therefore all things newborn and reborn in nature.

Among these creatures there was a very special one named Nassillo,

every spring nassillo had the honor of preparing the first nectar of the season,

which would reveal many things about the coming year.

Oh forgive me for not introducing myself.

I am Ak, the master woodsman, overlord of all the creatures of this hidden world.

There were others more troublesome, but we will meet them in a while.

Now, where was I? Oh yes, Nassillo.

We have risen to rejoice, Nassillo's nectar predicts a year of great significance, which...

Hmm, it's a guest to begin a new source of joy.

The most unusual flavor, thank you Nassillo.

Do you?

Please, Ak, tell us more about your journey among the humans.

I think it is a good thing that only I can go among them.

All the creatures of the earth, humans still seem the most miserable lot.

They must work hard to survive, even their children must work as soon as they can walk.

We must have compassion for these beings who are less fortunate than any of us.

Are they all in such misery?

Not all, but some are worse.

Some cannot even provide enough food or shelter for their own children.

Just this morning, I found a human infant.

Left at the edge of our woods.

Oh baby, alive?

Yes. In fact, this child seemed to possess a most unusual life force for a human.

There was something about him, his essence.

Shegra had noticed it too.

The lioness?

At first, I figured she was eyeing the infant as her next meal, but I was wrong.

Shegra, this child...

Is not merely mortal-sire.

Yes. I want you to nourish it with your milk.

Feed and protect it as if it were your own.

Helping the humans again, Master?

Ah, someone must try.

And it is forbidden to all of the others.

Perhaps this child...

...then help us find a way to be some service to humanity.

I will do as you wish.

Creatures of the woods.

Know that this child is protected for all time by hand.

Master of the realm.

Treat him as a friend.

The game of an apartment's melod, but do you really think it was to leave a baby?

With a lion?

They're not worried.

I am certain a more practical solution will be found before she grows hunger

Causes her to forget my command.

Show yourself or risk your life.

It is me, Shegra.

Naseo, you have to have all far from the safety of Brazil.

Axe spoke to us vividly of the child you protect.

He is human Naseo.

May I see him or hold him perhaps for just a moment?

Contact between humans and immortals as forbidden.

We shall both be punished.

I have already broken the law by coming here, Shegra.

Please?

Shegra, you have bothered many young.

As an immortal, I can never have children.

You must have me.

I do tire of this task.

Human infants are quite loud at times,

but I caution you, you must go to Acquads once.

Good morning.

You slept peacefully?

I like a baby.

As humans say.

Sleeping baby is a peaceful sight.

So says you.

Well, I mean, I have heard.

Do you know what I mean?

I mean, I have heard.

Do you know what I mean?

I mean, I mean, I have heard.

Do you know what I mean?

I have heard.

Do you suppose a nymph could under any circumstance raise a human child?

Ha ha ha ha.

Impossible.

It is forbidden.

In any case, where would one find such a bold nymph?

And where would this nymph find such a child?

I believe I am such a nymph.

The child, you provided yourself.

Last evening, all I did was retrieve him.

A lion is not a suitable mother for baby such as this.

Act, I be sea-tube, allow me to raise this child as my son.

Nose you!

You have defied our highest law!

I know.

However, once done, the deed cannot be undone.

So, I shall allow it.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

The rest of you, however, he this warning.

Brother, Mr. Futhu, men's will not be tolerated.

Is that understood?

You have chosen your mother well, child,

and broken every rule in doing so.

See to it, you are worth the trouble.

Well, he will.

I am sure.

The real scent more among blossoms.

Thank heavens.

There's baby of mine eats like a unicorn.

What is that?

You call that a catapult?

I could pull the better one blindfolded.

Hey, I am blindfolded.

Wow.

I'm an heaven.

Are you angels?

No, this is the forest of Burzie and we are wooden-yimps.

Close enough.

I'm whisk.

Where did you come from, whisk?

Uh, uh, up there.

Where?

There.

I'll go by mountain.

Yep.

I got caught in a stupid pixie trap.

So you are a stupid pixie.

No, no.

I'm not stupid.

The trap was.

So they let you go?

Nope.

Escape.

Stood away in a catapult.

Uh, don't pixies live on the other side of a catapult mountain?

Oops.

I guess I picked the wrong catapult.

Now I'll never get home without going past those agawas again.

You have seen an agawas?

I heard they were awful scary things.

What do they look like?

They look something like this.

God, the sun is shining!

What is that?

That is my son.

He's human.

Of course.

I know that.

Shear is a big little.

What's his name?

Well, he hasn't got one yet, but in our ancient language,

claws means little one.

So, in the seals, little one would be something like nasilo claws.

nasilo claws?

Whooo!

Poor kid!

Well, good thing for you pixies know a lot about those humans.

Um, let's see.

We'll let act, name him.

Oh, he likes me.

So, whisk, it would seem you don't have a place to live, right?

Well, no.

Actually, I...

Then I think you should stay here with us.

You do?

You too?

But no more agawas, please.

What does a human adults look like?

Whooo!

Whooo!

Whooo!

Whooo!

So, he was named Nicholas, which I knew to be a human name,

and what was she who didn't see those wishes.

Little one, however, did not apply for long.

As he grew rapidly as humans do.

Chine of mine, how he shines beyond what he knows.

His whole life has been opening up like a rose.

In the world to come, you can walk home.

You rise like the moon to greedy unknown,

and I know that we live,

to come this be will shine.

Like the sun.

Chine of mine,

what he gives he freely receives.

He has seen what the others only belong.

In the world to call you go alone,

you rise like the moon to greedy unknown,

and I know that we know what to come,

this be will shine.

Like the sun.

I made magic gift growth strong,

keep him safe and carry him alone.

In the world to come, you can walk home.

You rise like the moon to greedy unknown,

and I know that we know to come,

this be will shine.

Like the sun.

I wondered if he would ever come to know how special,

how lucky, how truly privileged his childhood was,

and if he did, what kind of man it would make of him?

Mother, why am I so different?

None of us is exactly the same Nicholas.

I cannot fly.

I'm not magical or special in any way,

except huge.

Do I belong in this world anymore?

Nicholas, you are the most special being ever to live in this forest.

How?

We hear of great and happiness in the human world,

but we immortals are forbidden to help them.

We have always been who we are and what we are.

But you are human,

and you have a choice in what you will become.

You're Nicholas, the only human who will ever be allowed here with us,

and we will help you all we can.

But what can I ever do to make a difference in their world?

Hi, Waggiff, Peter, whisk?

And this is what a horse looks like.

Really?

Yeah, but bigger I think.

Ah, it's the pixie where his shape changed in a game.

Does Nicholas know he gets everything wrong?

What a sure, if I have to see his agovash shape again.

I'm gonna scream.

Scream, would you really?

How do we score a score of a game?

Yeah, okay.

Are you sure?

They're really scary and ugly, you know?

Oh, go on, whisk.

I love your agovash.

I think they're funny, and we'll never get to see one.

You better hold on.

Okay.

Oh, I'm scared.

Really scared.

Oh, who's city at Scream?

Oh, you nuts, you're always teasing.

Nicholas, it is time for us to make a journey together.

Where are we going?

To visit those from whom you are descended.

Humans?

This is a visit, and we cannot speak or interfere with them in any way.

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

We will be invisible to any mortal beings.

This sash will enable you to fly with me through the human world.

I don't know what to say.

This is like a dream.

It is very real.

Take great care with the sash.

If you should lose it, you'll be forced to dwell forever among the humans.

And never again see your mother or the creatures of this realm.

Whoa, let me tie that boy on.

No chances on that one.

Take care of my son.

Oh, oh.

Oh, oh.

Oh, oh.

Oh.

No time off any of you keep working in the little brats.

Yes, sir.

How could it be?

Yes.

Whisk was pretty close on that one, was he not?

A cause much trouble, particularly among children who be a means to be directed beings.

Humans have trouble enough without their interference.

Yes, he cuts funny to you.

No, sir.

Who was an asshole, Danny?

Stop here, lawyer. Get it side.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Be gone, you useless creatures.

How many children could work, be long-air, boy?

But I could work, sir.

Ew!

Ah, they all for the...

God, back to where!

We cannot intervene.

There is more to say.

Father, many of their children be allowed into play?

No, dear, for the hundreds of time, no, they are wretched and poor.

What makes them poor, father?

They are made poor, my child, by the fact that unlike you, they have nothing.

They have one thing I do not.

What would that be?

They have other children, friends.

Other children, oh, to dread the fault.

Go inside, dear, but you is much nicer.

Ah, yes, father.

Life here seems so unfair, act.

Some have much others have little, and the children, they seem to be denied.

Even a chance to better their lot.

Fairness is not part of the human condition.

Even among the little ones?

By the time these children of Rome, they will have learned to be unjust as well.

It is human to do so.

But I am human.

I will never be like them.

You don't think I will do you?

I do not know, Nicholas, what you will be.

That is yours to discover.

It is the greatest task I believe any human has to undertake.

Your son is blessed for the fine-hardness, you.

Let us pray that mankind does not break it.

Act, you forgot your satch.

Keep it.

Someday you may find a use for it.

Oh, it is good to have your home, Nicholas.

Was it difficult, journey?

I have been blessed, mother.

But, you know, I am not a good person.

I am not a good journey.

I have been blessed, mother.

But other human children lead such sad lives.

I wish I could do something to help them.

But I have no magic.

You will find a way.

I am sure of that.

In only a few years, Nick began to find his way.

The time came for a human-sized home of his own.

Of course, there would always be room for a pixie.

So, how about we settle down here?

Sort of halfway here?

The valley of whole-high-all.

We are still close to mother.

But close enough to the humans that way, I can walk to either place.

We need to pick a spot for a house.

Hmm.

How about under here?

I don't think there is room for a house.

Ow!

What is a house anyway?

Come on, we need logs.

Can't we just chop down those trees?

Shh.

Don't let them know to you say that.

Trees are the most noble things on earth.

We'll just collect some fallen trees.

Fallen trees?

Where?

Miles around.

We'll drag them here.

Uh, won't that be a lot of work?

If we do it right?

No.

Right. We'll move the logs.

Like if you keep an eye on those two.

If they start, throw this pine cone.

We'll take some trees and stones and things and mix the carefully.

Until we have the big and salvable terraces and the big.

We'll lift the walls up through the roof to keep the weather out.

And seal the seams with lots of petals and mud to make a crowd.

Well make the face just leave on my empty crew up the day.

Or my southern side if it works as well the other way.

We'll build it up to fill it up the way of me.

With every little infancy, only nutrition memory.

I ask for a given and an opportunity.

Give me more and an opportunity like a friend.

We're given a house for a given and an opportunity.

We're keeping it in. We're keeping it out.

We're helping a friend. That's what it's allowed.

A place for everything and even a place to store the clothes.

A perfect, ultra-fired place for warming up the toast.

So when the window is beginning to blow with all the time,

there'll be a cozy spot lit up on the glow of our life.

And some day when each corner has a cute little things.

We'll have to scurry back to Queen Play-Aden, never win.

It's more than a location where we shall be set off from.

Much more than just a building what we are building here is a home.

We're building up a house and making a home.

Kind of a friend who's made a false and not a song.

We're making a place that even we need a boat home.

We're building a house. We're making a home.

We're building a house.

We're making a home.

If they start, throw this pine cone.

Oh my, this looks exactly like Nicholas's house should look.

I think...

Why, I thought you were watching!

Oh, Pixie woke up!

So, I walked him with the pine cone just like I said.

Why, if I said the signaler's with a pine cone?

Oh, you did?

Only certainly sleep a now.

Make haste, sunrise as a poultry.

Whisk! Wikap!

Our logs! They're gone!

Oh, man! I feel like I got to hit in the head with a pine cone.

I don't understand why would...

Oh, my goodness! This is magnificent!

This is a house whisk. Everybody in Brazil must have been here last night.

What's this on the bed?

Wow.

The sack is moving!

Four Nicholas, a new friend for your new home,

acts as that humans like these, so I hope you like her too.

We'd love, mother.

I've here. Look at you.

It'd be sides there. She's a...

Whisk, I thought you knew all about humans.

No way, that's a human.

No, she's a cat. Sort of like a small lion pet.

Lion's eat Pixie's. Do they eat humans?

She's not a lion, just like one.

But smaller, she won't eat anyone,

unless you decide to change into a bug or something.

Or something? I think we need more specifics here.

Okay, but just don't go really small on us.

Plink, plank, plank.

I'm naming you, binky.

No! Okay, as long as you don't call her hungry.

What's up? Where are we going?

Nicholas is going to visit his people.

Humans? Bad idea. No thanks. I can't do that.

No, out. Oh, whisk. I am human. Remember?

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

I can't very well understand them if I don't even know them.

Can I? Of course, you can't go. Besides, I need you to stay here

to look after Blinky and mother for me, alright?

Oh, of course! I will stand guard.

I feel safer already.

Take care, Nicholas.

Don't worry. I'll be back in a few days.

I'm tired.

Two of them. One don't speak.

Toilet. Two of them. One don't speak.

Toilet won't stop crying.

Oh, I'm... Forgive my manners. I'm... I'm Nicholas.

I just moved nearby.

Names Andrew.

Wife's inside house. Names Martha.

I haven't got much...

A school we could spare some.

Oh, no, no, no, thank you.

I just wanted to meet you and your children.

Go on then.

Oh, snow child. Oh, shh.

Hello. Martha?

I am Nicholas.

Your husband said I should come to you.

I'm Nicholas.

You're a husband, I should come to you.

I'm Nicholas.

Hello. Martha?

I am Nicholas.

Your husband said I should come say hello.

Hello.

May I?

I've never seen a baby.

Oh, won't stop crying though.

Never has.

There, there now.

It's not all that bad, is it?

Where no, I'll be.

Stop, I, well, place me.

Hello.

And your name is Megan.

Won't talk.

Oh.

Maybe Megan just does not have anything to say.

I'm here.

Andrew, Martha, you have beautiful children.

I, we do. Don't we?

I'll visit again.

So, Megan, I cannot wait to hear what you have to say.

Come, back soon.

I, I'm always like, I'm a little wrong.

We've had it.

Hello, I'm Nicholas.

I'm Ethan, the cripple.

Really?

I thought you were just leaning on that stick.

It looks like a good sturdy stick.

And who says you're a cripple?

Everybody.

I don't know if a cripple could handle this.

A gold, heavy sack of mine.

I could use some help, but...

I know.

I can handle it.

You are just leaning on that stick, are you not?

I'll make you a leaning stick if you come back.

Oh, I'll come back.

I promise.

Look, if it doesn't stop snowing soon,

you'll never be able to get back to those humans, huh?

I don't know, but I promised.

If only there were something I could leave behind,

something to cheer them and remind them I'll be back.

To see, I thought cats were supposed to be light on their feet.

Hey, brinky, this kind of looks like you.

Probably does need as much, though.

This is the answer, whisk.

Great. What was the question?

I'm very glad the nucks left these tools.

I'm silly cat.

Help me.

Help.

What is it, Blank? What's Mama?

Hello?

Oh, shit. Isn't this sad?

Yeah, I don't think he's gonna find a killing time.

Probably both, freeze.

Bravo.

Hello.

Hello.

Is anybody there?

Isn't anybody there?

Ethan?

I made you a linear instinct.

Nicholas, but you never came.

It's alright, Ethan. We'll get you warmed up.

I hate this nick on a subversive.

This stick is beautiful, Ethan. You did a great job, but you mustn't go so far from home.

You do?

I'm not in deep snow like this, I don't. That's why I haven't been back.

Now go to sleep.

Good morning. Say hello to Blinky.

Can I pet her?

Sure.

I made something for you as well, Ethan.

Is it really mine?

Absolutely.

My cat.

And so, in responding to a gift from a young boy, Nicholas of Brazil had begun to discover his life's

calling. And in the simple act of carving a cat, he had invented the very first toy.

In doing so, he changed forever the lives of all children who received them.

With the help of his magical friends, Nicholas said about the task of perfecting his new found art.

Thereby planting the seeds among humans that would grow into the joy of both giving and receiving.

And every year, the seal would mix the finest natures that would predict good times or bad, just from its taste.

So, which wasn't good or bad?

That you will find out next time.

You mean you're leaving?

I'll be back soon. I promise.

Not if I can help it.

A Nicholas did come back.

Season...

...after season.

Word of his toys, his goodness, and his love for children spread throughout the land.

Even anticipation of a visit would give children who had nothing, something to smile about.

On each trip, Nicholas made new friends and left behind more and more happy children.

And even hangry are uglo-wash.

All these happy children make me sick.

This Nicholas must be stopped.

Yeah!

But how can more God be?

You are the supreme general of evil. You think of a plan.

Oh, I hate thinking.

You have grown handsome Nicholas.

She grew. It has been a long time. You are as beautiful as ever.

And so, Nicholas carved an image of his old friend, She grew as he first remembered her.

Oh, you're carving eyes, kind Nicholas.

I only carved what I see, she grew.

Well, my son, you have made me very happy, very proud.

Knowing that she'd read comes a sacred by, as the end of her days on earth, grew near.

Nicholas carved an image of his old friend, as he would always remember her.

You that man what makes cats?

Cats? Yes, and other animals?

Me, want a cat. Me too.

Oh, and who are you?

I guess my brother, I may be.

Well, come in then.

Well, actually, Mary, just now I only have one cat.

Will you take a bird or a pony?

No, not that.

Wait, I do have another cat, Mary. I do.

She is a very special cat.

Oh, my God!

Wait, what's the matter?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my, I'm so sorry. She's not scary to me.

She's my friend. Mary, how bad I make you a cat right now.

I'm scared of the cat, I guess, and spy this and fast, snagged, and lightning and thunder.

So, it's better if my toys are friendly, not scary.

Like this?

Oh, God, it's beautiful!

Thank you!

Good day, Mary.

You make for me, Natalie.

Oh, very well, Natalie.

How may I be of service?

I have heard of the toys you make, and I would very much like one.

Oh, but Natalie, my toys are for children who have nothing at all,

and you have so much.

Please, Nicholas, I want a toy, and a kind of toy more than anything in the world.

I see. The thing is, I have given away all of the toys, but I am about to start on some new ones, though.

Perhaps, if you could come back, I could, will I could have something for you?

Then?

Oh, that would be wonderful.

I have been so happy, mother.

I think that making toys for children is what I meant to do with my life.

But, how can I give a toy to a child with such wealth when there are so many poor children,

and nothing?

I can only make so many toys.

Nicholas does a rich child choose his life any more than a poor one is.

It is possible that sometimes the one who appears to have the most may indeed be the one with the least.

You are very wise, mother.

I have told you nothing your heart did not already know.

New toy?

Huh? Oh, no, it was just...

Perhaps this does look like mother.

Children love my stories about her.

Maybe they'd like to see her as well.

Natalie, I have a toy for you.

But I'm not sure. I've never made one like this before.

What is it?

It is this.

Oh, my goodness.

I've never seen anything so beautiful in all my life.

I'd say she likes it, Nassil.

Oh, she can be my friend.

How did you know that I needed a friend when I asked only for a toy?

I call her Nassil.

Then I shall too.

Thank you, Nicholas.

I shall never be lonely again.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

You're my destiny.

I have an idea that could be a coming plan.

Finally.

Hey, what the...

Big arm, big arm.

Come as I mercy, big arm.

Now we shall see some sad faces again.

Yeah!

There'll be sad.

What kind of foul magic is this?

If there are noxiners, strange land, come forth.

And quickly.

And who are you to back and forth, noxiners, if you knew them?

I am Nicholas of Bursey, friend of the nox, reals, fairies, nymphs and one pixie.

What's for the noxiners?

Okay, I'll help you.

This human is protected by ack.

Seek your dinner elsewhere.

I thought like crazy, Nassil.

There must have been 50 of them.

Of course it sure was lucky you happened along to get me out of the bag.

This is evil magic at work.

We're squim must think of something.

I'm not thinking this.

Are you?

Hello?

Hello yourself.

Where were you?

I don't understand.

The brats should be wailing by now.

Maybe this will explain it.

Nicholas is back.

Fuck, we need another idea.

This year?

As Nicholas's fame spread, he began to receive requests for toys from children far and wide.

So where are we, whisk?

No, confused.

We could use some help.

We're up to 200 cats, 79 lambs, 27 bunnies, 50 horses, 138 nassils, and oh yeah, birds.

A lot of birds.

Hmm.

A list.

I need to make a list.

That's more rooms.

Soon friends from all over the enchanted world

joined in the toy making.

The nooks added large workshops to the house.

Through the years, Nicholas's house grew larger to accommodate his toy making.

At the same time, Nicholas has all humans must.

Grow older.

Well, I am off.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Oh, very funny.

You okay?

Oh, yes, yes, but oh, this snow seems to get deeper each year.

Too bad you're not a reindeer.

Whisk.

You're a genius.

Really? How could that have happened?

Now these tell the girls what you'd like them to do.

They're me, share my gear, a buck by Debic, and don't tire them out.

Okay, Holly and Missleto, let's go.

My goodness, I have never seen so many homes in one place.

What's up?

Both adore his locked.

Guess we'll have to leave the toys outside.

Hmm, but they might not find them in all this snow.

I see, Missleto, how high can a reindeer jump?

Put this sleigh on the roof then.

What?

Well, let's hope this works.

Delighted with the joy and happiness brought to their children.

Rumors spread that Nicholas was a saint, saint Nicholas, or to some Santa Claus.

Oh, thank you again, Missleto and Holly.

Tell Will I'm sorry we're in the late.

Oh, well, what's all the commotion?

Death, Death, you can't use my dear anymore, that's what.

We had a deal and you got back after Debic to risk it.

More, more reindeer.

Oh, but Will, it works so well.

No, it even saw them and we got to all of the children.

Not in charge of children.

I'm in charge of deer.

Deal's off.

Well, let's back to the hardware then.

Oh, my goodness.

Look, right now, whoever you are, I am.

You, you, we bunch of toys.

But there gifts for the children.

But will you one toys? Why didn't you ever visit us?

Oh, my goodness.

Oh, my goodness.

Shut up.

The evil Ag was continued to steal all of the toys and hide them deep in their cold mountain caves.

Leave no trace.

These toys mustn't never be found.

Never.

Larly, what happened?

Oh, back down the lane, there was a horrible noise in the bush.

And there was this if someone were trying to steal my new seal doll.

What I saw no one.

My horse reared and we escaped.

It was terrifying.

No, there, there, you were safe now.

We have all heard about your toys being stolen.

And I wanted to help in any way that I could.

So, I brought my precious new seal that you gave me when I was a child.

As a gift, or some other child, as much an need as I was then.

Oh, Natalie, you are so kind.

You know, if everyone shared with those less fortunate, this world would be a much better place.

It must have been the aquas.

They have been stealing all the toys.

Well, this time they have gone too far.

Something must be done to stop them.

And yesterday, the aquas attacked a woman coming to see me.

So, you see, I truly must have the reindeer in the slay to deliver my gifts.

Or more children may seek me out and be hurt.

You are right, Nicholas.

But will has certain rights.

I propose that you deliver toys once a year, and in the dark of night, to protect the deer.

Only one night, act for for everyone.

Sounds like a good deal to me.

We agree.

We do?

Oh, but mother.

Well, how will you choose which night?

In much of the human world, the eve of Christmas is a time of celebration.

Families gather in a spirit of goodwill and generosity toward one another.

It would seem an appropriate time.

Agreed, but I will need more deer.

Eight, no more, no less. You can pick them.

Agreed. Eight deer, one night each year.

Nick, you and your friends had better start preparing.

We will never have all the toys we need in time.

Well, we would have the toys the Agua store, right?

We are skewering genius.

Yeah, Nick told me that already.

But mother, how will we ever find?

You have enough to worry about. I will find away.

I will find a way.

I will find a way.

What are we to do about the Agua was?

There behavior cannot be endured any longer. The time has come.

We must stop them once and for all.

Oh, no!

I don't think Nicholas should know about this.

Hmm, yes. It is for the best that he remains unaware.

I'm not sure if he is.

I'm sure if he is.

I'm sure if he is.

I'm sure if he is.

I'm sure if he is.

I'm sure if he is.

Yes, it is for the best that he remains unaware of our special powers.

Centuries make the necessary preparations.

Ferries, nooks and rills do likewise.

And mind that you bring everything we possess to undertake this battle.

Oh, why do we gonna do now, mighty moga, aren't we?

We shall arrange a few surprises for the great Agua.

It is pure warriors.

The dragon giants look!

Morgor has brought in allies.

Do not worry, the war forces may appear small.

Our magic is powerful.

Now this is what I call a catapom.

Good work, fellas.

Oh, I can't help you.

There comes the dragon.

Good, buddy.

Comey.

Oh, you know, same one the Okumos need our help to battle these puny warriors.

Let's try the catapomto.

Ritzel, come away.

Do not underestimate the magic attack attack!

Ritzel, Ritzel!

Ritzel, Ritzel!

What a big cat!

We came to this!

How are we?

How do we do?

I guess.

Ritzel, Ritzel!

Rows and woodenimps, release your magic dust.

Attack!

You're a big and bigger!

Here's a bit of very dust for you.

Go!

Ruff!

Get there!

We were circling around the back and cut your eye.

Here!

That'll finish them all!

Hey fellas, remember me?

It's the pixie.

We sure that it and him when we had the chance.

You know what?

I think you guys deserve a break!

This is how your thought.

I knew your plan would never work.

Like...

It is over!

No longer will these evil beings trouble mankind.

Come, there is no time to lose.

We must search for the toys stolen by the Aguas.

Nicholas.

Aguas, oh, it isn't honor.

My goodness, please, please come in.

Come in.

I cannot stay.

There will be no further trouble from the Aguas, Nicholas.

Oh, that is wonderful.

I knew you would mother could reason with them.

Good luck, Nicholas.

Cut it out, Blink.

Where have you been, Wisk?

Now he asks.

Just out doing pixie stuff that you know,

for pixies to know about private stuff.

Goal!

Secrets, Wisk!

After all these years.

Well, I guess everyone is entitled to their secrets.

Now, why don't you clean up and get busy?

I need some help here.

We really don't have time for all this playing around, you know.

Ah, sure.

I don't have enough fun for one day.

We need room for lots of toys.

Oh, well, there is so much to do in one night.

I wish your dear could fly.

They can.

What?

Why did you not ever tell me?

Good, you never asked.

It's so dark in here, we'll never find them.

Oh, come, ribbon!

Oh, I think last we found them.

Okay, girls, here you go.

Now, you two behave now, this is no time for pranks.

Be careful.

Heh, well, Nicholas didn't know you could fly.

Time to go, Wisk.

The sash! Don't forget, you can't let the human see you like this.

Flying and invisible?

Just think of the fun.

Or, only I had enough toys for everyone.

Can the Mary hope, hope, hope to you?

Mother, you found them.

And so, with the help of his friends,

and more than a little magic,

Nicholas made his first ever Christmas Eve toy run.

To a gas and wagons and horses and dragons,

plus laws of every colour shape and size,

that didn't head it for the far home rising,

flying through the story skies.

Or, no I am invisible,

to all those tiny purines.

Here I come down the chimney,

if it's slippery, I get to slide.

Even those who don't see me here still have proof of

all this my first magical Christmas laying ride.

Or this, if one night or be it, a fun night,

is just about the wildest night I know.

One dream how I'll get it done by morning.

All those houses yet to go.

Some will hang their little stockings out

to drive them from the rain and snow.

Here I come down the chimney,

if it's slippery, I get to slide.

Even those who don't see me here still have proof of

this my first magical Christmas handing out

the world of present, slay ride.

Or, by the...

I'm not sure if I'll get it done by morning.

Not each house has a chimney,

but I always find a way inside.

Even those who don't see me here still have proof

of this my first magical Christmas handing out

a world of present,

kiss and hold done by morning slay ride.

Who slay ride?

Throughout the years, the visits of the beloved

Santa Claus continued to bring joy to the children.

Many traditions came into being.

The first Christmas tree was a gift to families without lamps.

To brighten and warm their homes.

Santa found stockings hung on fireplace matters to dry.

Excellent containers for gifts of small sizes.

Greatful children left milk and cookies to cheer him on his way.

Traditions which continued to grow until Santa,

like sugar, was growing old.

I do not know how much longer my old bones

can take this fellas.

I said it's got a good light out.

He's carrying, right?

Yeah, but I don't think so. Not this time.

What do you mean?

We are mortals live forever.

But like reindeer rabbits and all other mortal beings,

humans only lasts so long.

You mean, they were out?

Then the angel of death comes to lead their spirits to the heavenly light.

No, I hope this seal knows about this worrying out stuff.

The angel of death, I gotta do something.

Listen, you're whiteness.

Nicholas is a really special person.

And we need a little extra time here.

Not much of a top, huh?

Why have you summoned this council of immortal's act?

I, or rather we, seek the gift of immortality

for this most humble human called Nicholas.

What?

Immortality is almost precious gift. It cannot be given lightly.

Wait, hear me out.

This man saw the wretched lives of human children.

And he set out single handedly to change them.

He is now known as Saint Nicholas among humans.

And his love by children wherever he has traveled in their world.

Many humans are good.

Why should this one deserve to live forever?

Because he has done something that we immortal's have failed to accomplish.

And what pre-tale would that be, act?

He has given them gifts far greater than toys.

He has taught the children the importance of giving, of caring, of hope, and believing.

As they grow up, these gifts remain.

He has caused the hearts of all human kind to grow.

If we allow Nicholas to die, the children yet to come will never know these gifts.

And I fear the human world will plunge into a time of hopelessness again.

Enough!

I say we put this matter to a vote.

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Gold.

The fields selling them, and we recommend that even more –

God, why?

God, Man.

What is Sandan.

Nicholas of Burzie, Saint Nicholas, Santa Claus.

In recognition of your most unselfice life, I bestow upon you the mantle of immortality.

You may remain among the children you love for all time.

Oh, my goodness.

I have not felt this good in years.

Looks like Blinky feels good too.

Whisk, I feel like I could wrestle a grizzly bear.

Whoa, you too, Blinky.

Maybe I should lighten up on the honey in your oatmeal.

Whoa, I could get out of this part.

Here we go again.

Whisk, how about we start working on next year's list?

Ah, don't you think it's a little early Nick?

Christmas was just yesterday.

Oh, nonsense.

Can we start with Blinky and give her something besides me to play with?

Nicholas of Burzie found his rightful place in this world

and became a source of unending joy for children everywhere.

Visiting millions and millions of children every year,

perhaps is coming to your house.

And that my friends is the truth.

The whole truth.

Where to next?

Let's see.

Whisk, let's find a house with oatmeal cookies next.

And nothing but the truth.

Come out, Santa Claus.

To a cat's and wagons and horses and dragons,

plus dolls of every colour sheep and size.

That didn't hit it from the farm,

but rising, flying through the starby skies.

Oh, no, I am invisible to all those tiny green eyes.

Here I come down to you,

if it's slippery, I get to slide.

Even those who don't see me here still help us.

This my first magical Christmas laying ride.

Oh, this is one night,

albeit a fun night.

It's just about a wildest ride I know.

One dream how I get it done by morning.

All those houses yet to go.

Some will have a little stuckings out

to drive from the rain and snow.

Here I come down to you,

if it's slippery, I get to slide.

Even those who don't see me here still help us.

Of this my first magical Christmas hanging out

the world of presents lay ride.

Oh, my.

Not each house has a chimney,

but I always find a way inside.

Even those who don't see me here still help us.

Of this my first magical Christmas hanging out

on the world of presents,

Kethas all done by morning,

lay ride.

Oh, slay ride.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.