Gleeful Secret Santa Delivery: spikes girl

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through fanpop
Not a creature was stirring, not even Ajox.
The buttless chaps were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The fanpopettes were nestled all snug in their spots,
While they had visions of sugar-plums likely caused by pot.
And the F4 in their ‘kerchiefs, and fapoppers feeling smarty,
Had just revved up their brains for a long winter’s party.

When out in the Fanpop Users spot there arose such a clatter,
Papa sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the servers he flew like a hound,
Finding hundreds...