The Spirits of Hearth's Warming Past, Presents, and Yet to Come catch up with Sludge in order to show him the true reason for the season. Sludge has no idea what they're talking about.

This story was the one and only entry in the 274th Writeoff Association contest. No one even entered a prompt, so it ended up being "TBD" by default. And since I found myself with some free time during the 24-hour writing period Christmas Eve Eve, I threw together the original version of this story. It's been greatly expanded for its appearance here.