Cherry's Adventures of The Muppet Christmas Carol

chapter 4

They soon passed through the bright light as they came to a snow-covered forest before coming into a small village. Rizzo looked shook up as Gonzo looked exhilarated, but Cherry looked and felt a bit indifferent.

"And so they arrived in Ebenezer Scrooge's childhood." Gonzo narrated.

"That was the worst trip of my life!" Rizzo groaned.

"Well, it's over now." Cherry told him.

"Yeah, safe at last." Rizzo said.

Unfortunately for him, there seemed to be a cat right behind him.

"No..." Rizzo shook his head with a groan before he ran off as the cat chased him. "No! No! Oh. No. Stop. Nice kitty. Nice kitty. Ow! Ouch! I'm from New Jersey!"

The cat didn't seem to listen as it kept on chasing him.

"Ouch..." Cherry cringed slightly. "So, uh, this is Scrooge's childhood home or something, huh, Gonzo?"

"Yes, and it was the afternoon of Christmas Eve and Scrooge was conscious of a thousand odors, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes and joys and cares long, long forgotten." Gonzo replied.

Scrooge is soon seen softly landing on the snow. The ghost floated beside him as he took a look from all of the nostalgia.

"It's my old school. I was a boy here," Scrooge said as he took a look of amazement. "That... That's Henry! And Edmund and Patrick. My best friends. Hello. Boys. Hello?" He then tried to call out to his old schoolmates, but he could not.

"These are but shadows of your past, Ebenezer," The ghost told the man. "They can neither see nor hear you. Come and let us go inside."

Scrooge and the spirit began to make their way inside.

"Rizzo. Stop playing with the cat." Gonzo said.

Of course, poor Rizzo wasn't playing as he ran for his life away from the cat.

"Uh, follow me." Cherry said as they came to go inside the schoolhouse, away from the cat.

And once they were inside, Cherry closed the door, causing the cat to hit the door. Rizzo looked relieved as Cherry hid a small smirk from the cat's misfortune. There were head busts of great narrators such as Aristotle, Dante, Shakespeare, and Gonzo and Rizzo included themselves into the display to blend in.

"And what a flood of memories came back to him as Scrooge beheld his old classroom." Gonzo narrated as Rizzo chewed on a leftover apple.

"I know it so well, spirit; the desks, the smell of the chalk, I chose my profession in this room." Scrooge told the Ghost of Christmas Past.

"And is he too familiar?" The ghost asked as she gestured to a young boy who sat alone in the classroom at his desk.

"Scrooge beheld a small boy, a boy he knew," Gonzo narrated as the old man looked a bit shocked at the sight of the boy. "Oh. Very well indeed."

"Good heavens," Scrooge whispered in awestruck. "It's me."

Two young boys soon came running in.

"Hurry, Ebenezer," The first boy warned as he rushed by. "The last coach is leaving."

"Come on," The second boy told him. "He never goes home for Christmas."

"Never goes home for Christmas?" Cherry asked as that sounded a little sad.

"Who cares about stupid old Christmas?" Young Scrooge huffed.

Young Patrick frowned as this would be another year that Young Scrooge would spend Christmas at school.