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A Christmas Carol - Chinchilla Version A Chinmas Carol A Chewed down version of 'A Christmas Carol' By The Cheeky Chinchillas Please scroll down Old Charley Marley was dead. Ebechineezer Scrooge, his partner, was a sour, moneymaking chin. He lived without comforts such as fresh hay and soft fleecy hammocks, no one loved him and he ate like a mouse. Anyone who saw him, would think he was a miserable creature indeed! He had plenty of money to make himself comfortable but chose not to and he didn’t believe in helping or making anyone else comfortable either. If he was asked to donate to charities for homeless chinchillas, he would say, 'Are there no Rescue Centres?' Of course there were plenty, but some did not have funding and the poor chinchillas died. Scrooge's answer to this was to say, 'Well, let them die and decrease the surplus chinchilla population!' What a cruel, uncaring chinchilla he was!
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Inside Scrooge's Counting House, Bob Scratchit, his clerk was sitting at his desk. He worked long hours, in a cold office for very little pay.
Bob Scratchit
Suddenly a cheerful little chin entered the room and said, 'Merry Christmas, Uncle' Scrooge replied, 'Bah, Humbug!'
Fred had called to invite his uncle to lunch on Christmas Day. He asked him every year, but as yet he had never accepted.  Fred took no offence, said goodbye and wished Bob Scratchit a Merry Christmas as he left the office. The day came to an end and Scrooge locked up the Counting House, annoyed that Bob Scratchit wanted the whole of the following day off, as it was Christmas. Scrooge made his way home in the freezing fog.  He reached his cold, dark house and was about to put his key in the door, when he saw the door knocker transform into the face of his former partner Charley Marley.  He was sure he heard the lingering sound of an eerie voice. 'Scrooooooooooooge'
He rubbed his eyes and everything was back to normal. He turned the key and entered his house, locking the door securely behind him. He sat down by the fire and started eating a few left over pellets and chewed on a bit of old hay.  It was a cold night, so he kept close to the fire, as he didn't want to put any more coal on than was necessary. He was dosing, when he heard some strange and very loud noises. Suddenly the ghostly figure of Marley passed through the door into his room. A great chain was wound around Marley’s body and he trailed bits of old cages behind him.
Ghost of Charley Marley
He told Scrooge that these were the chains he had forged in life.  He would forever walk in torment, carrying their burden because he had been an uncaring, miserable chinchilla in life. Marley also commented that Scrooge's chains were already much longer than his ! Scrooge was frightened, but thought he must be imagining it. Marley said that he had come to warn him and perhaps give him some chance of escaping his fate.  Marley told him he would be visited by 3 ghosts and to expect the first at one o’clock. The ghostly figure of Marley went to the window and disappeared out of it.  As Scrooge looked after him, he could see the sky filled with spectres and phantoms. Everything changed back to normal and he shrugged off the experience saying, 'Bah Humbug' Convinced it was just a bit of old hay that had upset his stomach and caused him to imagine the whole thing, he went straight to bed and fell asleep. The clock struck one and a light appeared in his room.  Scrooge could see the outline of a figure.
 He called out, 'Who are you?' The figure came towards Scrooge, a bright light shining from his head and he carried a raisin. 'I am the Ghost Of Chinmas Past', said the spirit, 'I have brought the Raisin of Light with me to try and save you. Follow me'.
Ghost of Chinmas Past
They walked along a road. Scrooge saw many familiar places and faces from his past. At one point, they looked in on a schoolhouse, where a young chin sat on his own. Scrooge knew this was himself. He saw his sister, whom he had loved very much, approach and tell the young chin that his father said he could come home for Chinmas. He recalled how happy he had been at the time. Leaving the school behind, the spirit led him to a warehouse where Scrooge worked as a young apprentice.  The owner was a stout built chin, called Fuzzytail.  Fuzzytail insisted everyone stopped working and make ready for a Chinmas party. Scrooge looking on, commented how this old chinnie could, with a just few raisins, treats and music make everyone happy.
Next the spirit led him to where a young male and female chin were sitting together. He was looking at his beloved Belle, whom he would have married, had he not been too busy making money! She was giving him his ring back, saying that his greed of money had replaced the love he once had for her. Scrooge tormented by these visions of his past, decided he had had enough and tried to extinguish the 'The Raisin of Light'.  He struggled to put out the light and then found himself back in his own home.  Exhausted he fell into a heavy sleep. He awoke, expecting something to happen, but all he could see was a light shining from under a door.  He approached the door and was about to go in when a loud voice called him by name and told him to enter. The room was filled with greenery, apple branches, holly, mistletoe and there was food everywhere.  Right in the middle of all this, was a big, jolly chinchilla, wearing a festive crown on his head. The Spirit said, 'Come in and know me better chin. I am the Ghost of Chinmas Present.'
The spirit whisked him away to a small house, where his clerk, Bob Scratchit lived with his wife and kits. Bob Scratchit was on his way home with Tiny Chin.  Tiny Chin limped and could only walk with a crutch.
The Scratchits sat down to a very poor Chinmas dinner, but enjoyed it best they could and afterwards Bob wished them all a Merry Christmas.  The family joined in and the very small voice of Tiny Chin was heard to say. 'God Bless us every chin' Scrooge now wished he had given something to some chins earlier, who were collecting for the needy chinchillas. He asked the spirit if he could save Tiny Chin.  The spirit continued saying that if things remained unaltered the chin would die. ... and added, 'If he is going to die, he had better do it, and decrease the chinchilla population'. These were the same words Scrooge had used earlier and he felt grieved that he had not helped the Rescue Centres. Next, the spirit took Scrooge to his nephew's house, where they were making merry.  Scrooge looked on, enjoying the vision, feeling a little sad that he had refused his nephew's invitation to dine earlier, as he was thoroughly enjoying the games they were playing and the general chin-chat. The Spirit said it was time to go.  He took him to a dark, lonely place and showed him two thin, scruffy kits.  Scrooge asked if there was somewhere warm that they could go. The spirit laughed and again used Scrooge's own words, 'Are there no Rescue Centres?' The spirit disappeared and when Scrooge next looked up, he saw the third ghost, which frightened him more than the others.
The Ghost of Chinmas Yet to Come
This was the Ghost of Chinmas Yet To Come.  He didn't say a word but led Scrooge to the house of Bob Scratchit.  It was quiet, the family looked sad and in the corner there was an empty seat where Tiny Chin once sat. Then, the Spirit led him to a graveyard and pointed to a headstone ... the words on it read SCROOGE !
This was too much; Scrooge broke down in utter grief.  Crying, he swore that he would be a better chin and keep Christmas in his heart.  He had learnt his lesson and pleaded for the spirit to wipe away the name on the headstone. He sobbed for some time, but when he looked up, he found he was back in his own house. He was not dead ... he had been given a second chance! He would keep Chinmas in the past, the present and the future. He would honour it in his heart every day of his life. He had no idea what time or day it was.  Opening a window he shouted down to a young chin pulling a sledge in the street, asking him what day it was. The chinnnie replied it was Chinmas Day. Scrooge could hardly contain himself. 'I haven't missed it, the Spirits have done it all in one night'. He asked the chin to go to the shop around the corner and ask the owner to bring the biggest sack of quality pellets and hay that he had, promising the young chin a bag of hay too. The chin ran off and soon returned with the owner, the sledge laden with all good chinnie food.
Scrooge told the man to deliver the goods to Bob Scratchit but to say it was from someone who wanted to remain anonymous. Scrooge was so excited, it felt good, and he liked doing good things and jumped around and called until he was exhausted. He got dressed, putting on his best top hat.
Scrooge wearing his best hat
He was going to accept Fred's invitation to dinner. On his way, he saw two elderly chinchillas, which had asked him earlier to donate to a charity for homeless chins.  Now, feeling very ashamed that he has previously turned them away, he went over to them and promised to help in any way he could.  They were thrilled, especially when Scrooge also offered to build and maintain a new Rescue. Fred was so happy when he saw his uncle arrive.  He said that he knew all along, that one day his uncle would accept the invitation. Scrooge remarked that he was right, but wished it had not taken him so long. Scrooge also decided to give Bob Scratchit a pay rise and do everything possible to help Tiny Chin get well again. Meanwhile, the Scratchits had received the goods from Scrooge and were enjoying the best Chinmas they had ever had. As Tiny Chin would say, 'God bless us every chin'.
'Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, andinfinitely more; and to Tiny Tim, who did not die, he was a second father. He became as good a friend, as good amaster, and as good a man, as the good old city knew, or any other good old city, town, or borough, in the good old world.  (Charles Dickens)
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