Every year one of the toys is just a little more popular than the rest.  Santa had a hunch which toy it would be this year.

Luckily Santa was prepared.

They were Gone!

Only a ransom note remained...

Santa immediately recognized the handwriting.  "I thought I was done with these guys!"  he exclaimed.

Santa prepared for what must follow.

Upon arriving, Santa surveyed the terrain ahead, sizing up the opposition.  

It didn't look good.

Two burly guards stood watch over the grounds.  This wasn't going to be easy.

Santa knew what he had to do.

Removing their official TY tags rendered the two would-be ruffians powerless, and suggesting a future of bargain bins and constant markdowns.

Santa successfully made his way down to the deepest, darkest holding cell of all...

He entered the room,
in his own quiet way.

He was SHOCKED.

 

You boys should be ashamed of yourselves!   Lots of kids still love you, and you'll always be a hit with me...