A Betwixt Christmas

It was Christmas Eve in the year 1923 when an old man finished his life's work - an impressive collection of drawing littering his log cabin, many of the drawing depicted anthropomorphic animals and objects, all in the style of early cartoon characters.

On that night the old man afforded a smile as he adjusted his crooked glasses and lifted the paper to reveal his final creation, a small yet energetic frog - stuck in a pose suggesting song and dance, an impossible smile etched on his face and a name scribbled in black ink at the botton "Betwixt".

The old man gave a nod and hung the picture up on the wall, next to the other drawings - a collection spanning several decades, though one drawing was torn from the wall: leaving behind only a small tag that read "Spot".

Looking at the wall the old man's smile faded slightly as if in thought, realizing he was still missing something he quickly put on his coat and headed out into the cold night, closing the door behind him.

As the old man left the pictures on the wall suddenly began to come to life as if by magic, the figures literally jumping out of the paper and landing on the ground - stretching as if awakening from a deep sleep.

The figures all greeted each other as if addressing old friends then looked to the new drawing, which had not moved.

The figures continued to look at the drawing until one, resembling a highly stylized human infant, came over and waved his arms as if trying to part the crowd.

"Alright! Alright! Let's me handle this - Hey! Kid! Wake up! It's Christmas!".