Oh No! We're Doomed!

Inside the auditorium, as Charlie Brown entered, Schroeder was playing lively jazz music on a toy piano, with Pig Pen accompanying him on a very dirty guitar, and the same kids who were skating at the pond were now dancing wildly to the music.

"ALL RIGHT," Lucy shouted, "Quiet, everybody. Our director will be here any minute and we'll start rehearsal."

"Director?" the brown-haired girl exclaimed. "What director?"

"Charlie Brown!" Lucy responded.

"Oh, no! Patty, we're doomed," Violet sighed.

"This'll be the worst Christmas play ever," Patty said grumpily.