Special thanks to AquaMarine6663 for letting me use her three OC's, Aqua Marine, Double Scoop, and Blue Fedora.

Our main character for this story is a colt named Ralphie. He will be narrating this story, taking place in Indiana, 1948.

Ponies: *Walking on sidewalk, looking at the snow*
Colts: *Running down street passing a yellow house*

Ah, there it is. My old house. And there I am, with that ugly hat, and that dumb smile. No matter, Christmas was on it's way. Good old, lovely Christmas.

Later at night.

Band Ponies: *Playing Christmas music with trombones*

Downtown, everypony was getting prepared to celebrate the glorious holiday.

Band Ponies: *Playing Jingle Bells*
Colts & Fillies: *Walking to a toystore*
Adult Ponies: *Driving cars*
Police Pony: *Controlling traffic, and blowing whistle*
Ponies: *By a fire in a oil drum, and singing* Joy, going down the mountain, where Jesus Christ was born!
Band Ponies: *Playing more christmas music*
Ralphie: *Standing in front of a toystore with his brother Randy, and other ponies*

Higbee's Toystore had a lot of things inside. Brand new wagons, were gleaming with red paint. Model airplanes were hanging from the ceiling. A toy tank was moving by itself, due to a wind up motor. Model trains were going around all the other toys. And then, I saw it. The red ryder carbine action two hundred shot range model air rifle. For weeks, I have been scheming a plan to get my hooves on one of those blue steeled beauties. I had tried many tricks that I thought were necessary to get that gun.

Ralphie: *Laying in bed with magazine*
Mother: *Downstairs in dining room* RALPHIE! RANDY! Get down here in two minutes, and I mean two minutes!
Randy: *Goes to dresser*
Ralphie: *Pushes Randy out of the way*
Randy: Come on Ralphie, I was here first!
Ralphie: Tough. *Looking for a pair of socks*
Randy: *Lightly punching, and kicking Ralphie*
Ralphie: Puts his socks on, and flips through pages of magazine* Cut it out Randy. *Runs to his parent's room* ah. *Finds page with an advertisement featuring the gun he wants, then puts it in his mother's magazine*

My mother would be grabbing her copy of Look Magazine, only to find a Red Ryder Sales Pitch.

Mother: *Preparing breakfast* What are you reading about this time?
Dad: Oh, just the news.
Mother: Why don't you tell me about it? *Looks up at ceiling* Ralphie, on the double!!
Ralphie: *Comes downstairs with Randy*
Dad: Did you hear about the one where that stallion swallowed a yoyo?
Mother: Where did that happen?
Dad: Some nut did it in Griffith Indiana. Listen to this. What is the name of the Lone Ranger's nephew's human?
Mother: Uh, Victor. His name was Victor.
Dad: How the hell did you know that?
Mother: Everypony knows that. Is this another one of your silly puzzles?
Dad: Yeah, another one of my silly puzzles. This one could be worth fifty thousand bucks.
Mother: What is it this time?
Dad: Name the great characters in Equestrian literature.
Mother: Victor?
Dad: Yeah.
Mother: The Lone Ranger's nephew's human?

Meanwhile, I was struggling for exactly the right BB gun hint. It had to be firm, but subtle.

Ralphie: Flick says he saw some grizzly bears near Pulaski's candy store!
Dad, Mother, and Randy: *Staring at Ralphie*

They looked at me like I had lobsters crawling out of my ears. I could tell I was in imminent danger, of giving it away. Casually, I switched tactics.

Ralphie: Hey dad.
Dad: Hm?
Ralphie: I'll bet you can't guess what I got you for Christmas.
Dad: A new furnace.
Ralphie: *Smiles* That's a good one dad.
Randy: *Laughs*
Mother: Hurry up with breakfast, or you'll be late for school.
Dad: *Checks watch* Holy smokes, I'm late already. *Stands up, and walks away*

Round 1 was over.

Parents: 1
Kids: 0

Then, the inevitable happened.

Mother: Ralphie, what would you like for Christmas?

Horrified, my mind went blank, and I blurted it out.

Ralphie: I want a red ryder carbine action two hundred shot range model air rifle. *Closes eyes* Oooh.
Mother: No. You'll shoot your eye out.

Oh, it was the classic mother BB gun block, you'll shoot your eye out.

Ralphie: Eh, I was just kidding mom. Even though Flick is getting one. I just decided I wanted some Tinker Toys.

I couldn't believe my ears! Tinker Toys? She wouldn't buy it.

Mother: BB guns are dangerous. I don't want you shooting your eye out.
Ralphie: *Glares at the table*
Mother: *Sees Randy refusing to eat his breakfast* Randy, will you eat? There are starving ponies in China.
Randy: Mhhh.
Ralphie: *Begins to have a fantasy*

Mothers know nothing about creeping marauders burrowing through the snow toward the kitchen where only you and you alone stand between your tiny, huddled family and insensate evil.

In the fantasy, four crooks were sneaking into the backyard.

Crook 4: * Climbing down a tire swing*
Crook 2: *Climbing down a tree*
Ralphie's Family: *Hiding under a table*
Ralphie: *Kicks door open, and holding his gun*
Mother: Save us Ralphie! I just knew those bad ponies would come for us in the end!
Ralphie: Don't worry. As long as I got Old Blue. *Referring to his gun* Well, what do we have here folks?
Dad: Well, we figure it's Black Bart Ralph.
Ralphie: Well, lucky for you that I got my trusty ol' red ryder carbine. With a compass on the stock. Well, I think I better have a look here folks. *Kneels on kitchen sink, and looks out window*
Crooks: *Lurking through backyard*
Ralphie: *Pointing gun out window*
Crook 1: Oh no, it's-
Crooks: Old Blue! Oh no!
Crook 1: Seize it boys, the jig is up.
Crook 2: *Climbing up fence*
Ralphie: *Shoots Crook 2 in his butt*
Crook 2: *Falls off fence, and dies*
Crook 4: *Getting on roof of garage*
Ralphie: *Shoots Crook 4*
Crook 4: *Falls on ground, and dies*
Dad: Keep hittin' em! Oh, he's a deadeye, ain't he?
Mother: *Shakes head yes*
Crook 3: *Climbing up a tree*
Ralphie: *Shoots Crook 3*
Crook 3: *Falls on ground, and dies*
Crook 1: Okay Ralph! You win this round, but we'll be back! *Goes over fence, jumps onto a human, and rides it away from Ralph*
Ralphie: Adios Bart! When you come back, you'll be pushing up Daisies.
Dead Crooks: *Have their eyes replaced with X's*
Ralphie: And don't you forget it!
Dad: Well done Ralph!
Mother: You saved us!
Randy: He's a hero!!

The fantasy ended, and so is this part.

The next part will be posted later.