At last the tiny knit debate. The two candidates, dressed in their parties’ traditional colors, approach their lecterns with neither a handshake or even an acknowledgement between them. They are rivals. Santa was chosen as the moderator and the candidates and members of the debate audience have been forewarned that he will use his “naughty or nice list” if things get out of hand. The list is in his bag and he’s not afraid to use it.
The debate is similar to the human presidential debates, but there are some marked differences. With no mouths to speak the candidates must express their opinions though wild gesticulation, sighs, head shakes, groans and moans. So, basically what you would have seen on television if you had the human debate on mute.
The toy debate turns to the topic of the environment and climate change. The question is directed to tiny knit Secretary Clinton. She comes armed and displays her tomes of knowledge. Passionately she points out picture after picture of ecosystems decimated by changes in the climate.
Tiny knit zombie stops his moaning and stomping when tiny knit Clinton mentions trees and listens intently. Tiny knit zombie Trump loves trees and the more tiny knit Clinton talks the more he fears for his friends the trees. When Santa asks if zombie Trump has anything to add he reaches beneath his lectern and pulls out his favorite hat: a double acorn cap he found in the forest.
A melee ensues. The evil toys cannot believe that their hand knit candidate is willing to side with his opponent. Fights break out in the audience and even Santa’s shouts of “naughty, naughty, naughty” don’t stop the combatants. Tiny knit chicken tries to hatch Viking’s head. Witch knocks Snowman over and threatens her with a melting potion. In short, it gets ugly.
While Santa tries to regain control over the audience, something amazing happens on stage initially unnoticed by the crowd. Tiny knit zombie Trump and tiny knit Clinton turn and actually look at each other. She admires his hat. He admires her pile of books. They each wonder if the difference between them are really that great. She’s always been an outsider because of her love of research and policy. He’s always been an outsider because he has an unnatural palate, hair and skin tone. Tiny knit Trump realizes he’s a infant in the political arena compared to her, while she considers that his fresh perspective might be good for the toy community.
Slowly he reaches out his hand. She responds by reaching out her own. Together they stand and one by one the toys stop their fighting and watch what their chosen potential leaders are doing on stage. Some are horrified, but others are impressed by their candidate’s willingness to reach across the aisle and put aside differences to find commonality. The election takes an unexpected turn days before the vote.