The Doctor is loudly humming Christmas carols, and he has a great big sack slung over his shoulder with a few boxes tucked inside of it. He loves this holiday, and to him there is plenty to love when it comes to making new and old friends happy.
"Blaze and Ghost! Oh, don't worry this is different. These spirits are happy spirits, at least I think they're happy spirits." Not that The Doctor believes in such a thing. And he plops the big sack of gifts down in the snow, and he quick goes to dig around for pair of gifts.
"And the best part of this time of the year is the presents, and of course the ugly sweaters."
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"Blaze and Ghost! Oh, don't worry this is different. These spirits are happy spirits, at least I think they're happy spirits." Not that The Doctor believes in such a thing. And he plops the big sack of gifts down in the snow, and he quick goes to dig around for pair of gifts.
"And the best part of this time of the year is the presents, and of course the ugly sweaters."