Yesterday, Ducky and the gang made a batch of practice cookies for the big guy next week. Afterwards, Ducky suggested they also practice placing the cookies out on the table. Pembleton thought this was strange, but went along with Ducky’s idea anyways.

Later that night, Pembleton and the little guys heard a strange noise coming from the living room. “Ducky do you hear that?” Pembleton asked. But Ducky was no where to be found. “Ted, Blizzard, let’s go investigate!” Pembleton suggested. They quietly crept in to the living room, where they thought they saw Jolly Ol’ Saint Nick munching on the cookies, but when looking closer, it was just a Jolly Ol’ Ducky.

“HOW COULD YOU DUCKY!” Ted cried. “Those were for Santa.”

“Umm…” Ducky mumbled. “I’m not Ducky,” he replied in a deep voice, “I’m Santa’s cousin, Bob. I help with the cookies.”

“You know lying will get you put on the naughty list!” said Blizzard.

“Fine! It’s me, Ducky. But I didn’t want these cookies to go to waste and by next week they will be hard as a rock!”

“Why don’t we eat the cookies together?” Pembleton suggested.

“Great idea!” Ted and Blizzard cheered as they joined Ducky around the cookie plate.

Caught Red Handed!

Caught Red Handed!

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