Say, any of you fellas out there like Spyro the Dragon? Whull, saddle-up amigos 'cause there's a whole lot more where them apples came from!

-Brave Heart: "Apples? where? I don't see any apples..."

-Tenderheart: "I think she's refering to that picture, Brave Heart."

-Brave Heart: "Oh! Right... I knew that!"

-Proud Heart: "Hold it! Did she just say 'a lot more'? But... what about us? What happened to all of OUR new fanart?! And since when did you develop a thing for otherwise perfectly good franchises unfortunately going the way of Sonic the Hedgehog, hmmn?"

-Crispy: "Since I met you guys! ♥ AND since Spyro started finally not sucking balls again after it's long downward spiral begining with Spyro 2: Ripto's Rage!

Look you guys, True Heart, Noble Heart, Care Bears and Cousins alike-

*Emotional, tender tinkly music slowly ensues*

-it's not about how many adoring fans, or how much fan artwork a franchise may receive from the web, it's not about the fact that The Legend of Spyro: Dawn of the Dragon's animators were too horribly lazy and fat to add any basic expressions to the main characters' faces throughout all those dorky cutscenes, so that even during those portions of the game where they were all gravely serious, Ignitus has still got that retarded grin on his wrinkly, dragon-elder mug,

-Love-a-Lot: *Begins to sob, and starts drying her eyes with a hankercheif*

-Heck, it isn't even about the fact that the game only provided me with like six hours of playing time, or how dissapointingly shallow and simplistic Cynder's personality was, or the fact that they purposely hand picked the most generic sounding chick in the known cosmos to be her voice actor!

And no, my friends, it's not even about the fact that a three year old blind child with Parkinson's could easily defeat the last boss,

But what does matter, good readers, is that in this particular interpretation of Spyro the Dragon, our scaly purple hero was voiced by none other than Elijah Wood.

And that is the true meaning of Christmas.

*Much hysterical sobbing and long hugs as everyone in the Care Bears Family, save for a still rather stern looking blue ursine who stands a little way away from the rest of the group with his arms crossed, is overcome by the raw emotion of the speech*

-Grumpy Bear: "Huh? Hey, wait just a cotton pickin' minute! That was it? What about our fanart? Hellooo? Am I the only one in this Family who hasn't got a single clue as to what that pussycat's yammering about? EVER?"

-Crispy: "Now all that's left for us to do is give Cynder here a quick sex change, get Sean Astin in here, maybe throw in some demonically possesed piece of jewelry for effect, and this dying franchise might just get it's five minutes of glory. After all, every dragon has his day, y'know!"