Things were pretty happening at the Crocodile Bar. The mellow music set the mood for romantic dancing and fun holiday frolic. Feeling festive, the Rock' Em Sock 'Em Robots decided to bury the hatchet, and swayed to the torch song stylings of Édith Piaf.
The festivities heated up a bit when the Y.M.C.A. Party bus pulled in to the parking lot. Flamboyant Playmobil merry-maker Vic LeMoyne got things going by climbing atop the bus and leading revelers in a chorus of "It's Raining Men."
Champagne was flowing, as the party-goers cavorted and caroused. "The night is young," LeMoyne shouted into the microphone.
Taking advantage of the subdued lighting, several celebrities made the rounds, in cognito. Amid shouts of "Get the f*ck outta here with that camera," and "Damn you, paparazzo," Mr. Incredible tried to enjoy a night on the town.
"Where is that Boy Wonder?" an inebriated Batman pondered. He was in no condition to drive and was thus left to sleep it off until he could find a ride home.
Unfortunately, the evening took a turn for the worse as Ben Grimm, or Thing as he is known to his friends, found himself doing his best Brian Jones impression at the bottom of Sue and Reed Richards' swimming pool.
"Hide the drugs, bitch!" snapped a distressed Dr. Richards to his wife. "The ambulance will be here any minute. I'm damn sure the cops will come with them.
As the wail of the sirens cut through the icy night, Thing was taken away to Mt. Sinai, where brave efforts to resucitate him finally succeeded.
"I'm off the horse, baby," a relieved Thing admitted to Sue Richards.
"Thank god! Do you have any idea how hard it is to put ice cubes in your rocky ass?"