Narrator in “'Twas the Fight Before Christmas”

Meanwhile, three children we know are heading to bed, [dissolve to a slow pan across the bed. Buttercup and Blossom are asleep, and Bubbles turns off the lights and sits awake with Octi. Light from the hall shines over her] With thoughts of the morning and what lies ahead. [silence. Dissolve to an overhead shot of the bed; she closes her eyes after a moment. Another such transition shifts the view to just over the balcony railing, the camera pointing at the bedroom door; turn down to the tree. The lights are back on] The girls drift off to sleep, their hopes at their heights, [the Professor keeps fiddling with the electrical cords] While their dad is downstairs, still working on the lights. [fade to black. Fade in to a long shot of Morbucks Manor] But there's yet one more little girl filled with anticipation, [dissolve to a pan along the trophy room, where the fireplace blazes] Not for worldwide rejoicing, but her plot's activation. [Princess is back in her street clothes. Dissolve to a close-up; she is shoveling in coal from a pile behind her] An evil gleam in her eye, this little redhead is the sole one aware there is something to dread. [cut to inside the fireplace; Princess looks over the flames and smiles evilly from ear to ear, knowing what is to come thanks to her malicious sabotage of Santa's lists. Now she approaches a window and looks out over the city] She knows that these fools, content in their sleep, will, because of her, awaken and weep. [her smile has become a grin] For, tomorrow, the world is in for a big, huge surprise. [dissolve twice to longer shots of the window and the manor] Not candy and presents, but Christmas' demise!