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It's Granny Maduff, ready with a story.

So make yourselves comfy, and I'll begin.

Once upon a time there lived a goblin called Hobnob.

Some called him hobby, others knobby, but he preferred hobnob.

Hobnob was quite obsessed with Christmas.

He loved it so much.

In fact, he even called himself a Christmas goblin.

Even more than Christmas, he loved Santa Claus.

From the moment his mother told him about Santa,

Hobnob was sure he would one day work in Santa's workshop.

When he was of age, Hobnob packed all his things and said goodbye to his family.

Then off he went to the North Pole.

He travelled for weeks.

And while most goblins are more inclined to stay in warmer climates,

Hobnob was ready for the cold and the snow, and most

importantly, a hot chocolate upon his arrival. He wondered what Santa would be like,

and the elves. So many friends to make, he thought. Finally, he saw it. The beacon, the marker. Hobnob could not believe it. All these years of dreaming, finally his dreams were coming true. Then he saw it. The sun was setting and it was growing dark, but the light never failed.

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