Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Marvel lore, not a creature was stirring, not even Devil Dinosaur. The heros’ weapons were hung by the chimney with care, in the hopes that the mad titan Thanos will soon be there. Doctor Strange was nestled snug in his bed, as visions of the future tormented his head. And Iron Man, Hulk, Thor, Hawkeye, Black Widow and Cap, have just settled down for a long winter’s nap. When out on the lawn rose such a clatter, Devil Dinosaur sprang out of his dog bed to see what was the matter. Crashing through the house he ran like a flash, destroying the wall, windows, and glass. The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow, Devil Dinosaur used his sense of smell and knew where to go. When what to his predatory eyes should appear, a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer. With a little old driver, with such delicious appeal, Devil Dinosaur knew this was his next meal. He showed his teeth with such a frightening growl, he massacred the reindeer, and tore Santa’s bowels. The aftermath was nothing but blood and gore, as Devil Dinosaur raised his head, and made a powerful roar. The bodies were digested, that was quite a bummer, as Devil Dinosaur walked back into the house, returning to his slumber. On the morning of Christmas, everyone ran downstairs, then suddenly their hearts sank with despair. There were no eaten cookies, nor presents for everyone, only a sleeping Devil Dinosaur, bones, and a pile of dung. What the heroes saw in the dung pile made them quite sick, as it was the remains of reindeer, and also St. Nick. So in the end, everyone was petrified with fright, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!