(Apologies if this feels a little rushed. I've been super busy with work and other stuff lately that I've hardly any time to write and I really wanted to get this out by Christmas so I had to make some adjustments to my plan here and there.)

*Third Person, No One's P.O.V., Mondstadt, Christmas Eve*

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the town not a sad face was present, not even a frown. For Christmas was coming and the people of night sang carols and hymns and merry tune humming. But one person was just now the same for he was bitter and sour with an anger to tame.

Jason- This Christmas is now real lame, without the others here it's just not the same.

The male calls on this winter night as snow falls. Standing there bitterly the male spits and sighs with hands slapping at his thighs. As he stands there bitterly his friend then appears hoping to spread to this male what he needs being cheers.

Thomas- Hey Jason why so glum?

The male calls.

Jason- Because Christmas without the others is just so dumb.

Thomas- But even without the others we can still have fun with sharing hugs and kisses and cold time smothers.

Jason- Okay I get this is a Christmas special but dial back on the rhyming a tad it's making me mad.

Thomas- But Jason we can't stop the rhyming, for it takes practice and effort pretty good timing,

Jason- Well if you won't stop rhyming I'm gonna now quit, cause I'm bitter and angry and too old for this shit!

Thomas- Okay fine we'll dial back on the rhyming. 

(There's no way I'm doing this for the whole chapter. I gotta get this out by Christmas and by this rate I'll be done by next years Christmas)

The male calls signaling for the rhyming to stop before we cut into the chapter for real this time. Standing there in the middle of town the two males glance back at one another with the white haired one currently feeling glum and down.

Thomas- Seriously man, what's up?

Jason- I told you. This is my first Christmas without my family or friends back home. It's very awkward celebrating without them.

Thomas- Cheer up man, you have friends all around you. You have Bennet and Barbara, Jean, and of course me and Sarah.

The male slinging his arm around his friends shoulder trying to cheer him up and prove that friendship is still out there only for said male to shrug him off and walk away.

Jason- Yeah......I know.....

He mutters walking off hands in his pockets as the science watches him go a look of concern and worry for his friend present in his eyes.

Thomas- Jace.....

The male speaks softly stretching his hand out trying to call him back before it's too late unfortunately it was already too late, super speed and all. Watching him go the male then grows a look of determination on his face clenching his fists.

Thomas- No way am I letting my best friend go through the happiest time of the year with a frown on his face. Don't worry Jace, I'll make sure this is the best Christmas you'll ever have! Believe it!!!

The male shouts triumphantly into air pumping his fists as he does so before running off towards the tavern to star jotting down ideas on how to give Jason that special Christmas feeling. Making it there he then steps through the front door where he finds a familiar head of blonde hair currently sat at one of the tables.

Thomas- Sarah, perfect! I need your help!

Sarah- Huh?

Thomas- It's Jason he's-Wah!

The male starts but is quickly cut off as the girl immediately bolts from her seat standing up right and grips the male by his shoulders tightly.

Sarah- What happened to him!?! Is he hurt!?!

Thomas- Physically no, Emotionally yes.

Sarah- Eh?

Thomas- Here let me explain, and would you let go of me!

The male chides pulling his shoulders away from the girls tight grip softly rubbing them to help ease the stinging pain her nails left behind before he motions for her to reseat herself and falls into explaining the speedsters current situation to her.

Sarah- Jasons depressed during Christmas?

Thomas- Yeah.

Sarah- But that's not right, Christmas is a time for happiness for joy and love, family and comfort. It's the happiest time of year, he can't be sad for the holiday!

Thomas- I know that's why I want to come up with the perfect plan to get Jason into the Christmas spirit. While walking here I quickly brainstormed a few ideas.

Sarah- Count me in. So, what've you got?

Thomas- Well there's quite a lot of them and explaining them all normally would be boring so instead I'll sing them all!

Sarah- Wait what?

Thomas- Christmas Song!

The male shouts leaping off from his seat and summoning an acoustic guitar which he strums with a hum before falling into song.

Thomas- 🎵 Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-

Diluc- NO MUSIC!!!

The red head suddenly shouts out loud appearing seemingly out of thin air and snatching the guitar from the males grip before proceeding to smash against a wall and walking off with an angry huff.

Thomas- Or I could just explain it normally.

Sarah- Please.

Thomas- Okay so I came up with several ideas each one better than the last but the best one I came up with is to bring Jason to the source of all things Christmas.

Sarah- What do you mean?

Thomas- Think about it, who better to spread holiday joy to Jason then the jolly red fat man himself?

Sarah- Wait a minute, you mean you want to find Santa?

Thomas- Yeah!

The male replies excitedly his eyes sparkling with joy and happiness over his incredible plan before the girl reaches over and clasps his hands in her own.

Sarah- Thomas you know I love you, but come on Santa isn't real he's just an urban myth everyone knows this.

Thomas- I know but come on, this a completely different dimension then our own with completely different rules and laws around here. If giant mask wearing axe wielding monster can exist here then surely someone could survive out in the cold along right?

Sarah- Maybe but, do you really think we'll find Santa in just one night? It's only ten hours til Christmas and I'm sure that even if he was real he'd be really busy preparing for tomorrow.

Thomas- Then in that case there's no time to lose. Come on you, me and Jason let's find Santa Claus and spread Christmas cheer to Jason!

Sarah-.............Alright, count me in.

The girl agrees as the two firmly shake hands before stepping out into town and running towards Jasons home to find him and force him onto their Christmas adventure,

Thomas- Don't let him know where we're going. It's better if it's surprise that way he'll be even more happy.

Sarah- Got it. To really think Santa can help though?

Thomas- Of course, it's Santa Claus the nicest most incredible person to ever grace the lands.

Sarah- You're right, everyone loves Santa!

They communicate as the dash through the streets hoping to spread Christmas joy to their friend in pursuit of Saint Nick himself the self proclaimed happiest most jolliest and nicest man on earth. What could possibly go wrong?

*Meanwhile At The North Pole*

Cutting scenes we then ourselves stood within a cold snowy land where the wind blow hard and the snow falls even harder as we stand just outside of a large workshop where two figures can be seen standing just behind a large window. Their exact appearances are blurred but their silhouettes are still prominent. One is a small meek male with pointy ears, the other a large burly man with a thick beard. Dropping to his knees shakily the small one speaks in a tiny frightened voice.

Small- S-S-Sir, we've done what you've asked of us but I'm afraid-

Burly Man- What is it now you little shit?

Small- T-there's been an a-accident, many of the elves were crushed under the sleighs weight when we tried to hoist onto the platform sir.

Burly Man- To hell with those lousy runts they only proved they weren't strong enough!

Elf- B-but sir-

Burly Man- What you have another thing to add. Tell me why are you still here yapping about all this unnecessary reindeer dung instead of making yourself busy!?!

The man shouts angrily stomping towards the small elf as he cowers even harder his body shaking and trembling like mad.

Elf- M-my apologies sir I-I wont disappoint you again.

Burly Man- Oh I know you won't.........

Elf- Sir? Ahhh!!!

The squeaks in fear before crying out in pain as the man suddenly slams his fists over the poor creatures head knocking him go the floor hard enough to shake the whole warehouse. Crying out the small guy tries cowering away only for the burly man to stomp over placing a large boot over his chest pinning him to the ground.

Burly Man- I think it's time you learn your place.

Elf- Sir please-

Burly Man- Right beneath my jolly black boot!

Elf- AHHHHHHHHHHHH-Gurgh!

The elf screams out in terror as the shadows of the two show the burly man slowly raise his foot over the creatures head before stomping straight down on his skull harshly splattering the window with a deep crimson color. Following this grim scene we then watch as the burly man grips his stomach with a heart and familiar laughter.

Burly Man- Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho! Merry Christmas you little shit, and a happy fucking New Year!

He shouts scraping his heel across the floor boards before slumping away his foot steps echoing through the night sky as several more elves fearfully clean up the remains of their fallen brother.

Elf 2- Oh dear above won't someone save us?

One of them cries their voice full of fear and worry as the camera pans out and darkens to a deep pitch black the burly mans laughter and footsteps still echoing around.

*Scene Change*

Cutting scenes and leaving that ghastly scene we just witnessed we then cut back to Thomas and the gang as they prepare to head towards the north pole making sure to keep it a secret from their white haired friend.

Jason- So let me get this straight. There's apparently some urgent mission that we need to see to far north from here but details on it are extremely scarce and all we know is that we have to be there in just a couple of hours?

Thomas- Yeah pretty much.

Jason- Sounds no different to the stuff we're used to back home, I'm in.

Thomas- Eh you didn't really have a choice in this anyways.

Jason- Huh?

Thomas- Oh don't worry about pal.

The male speaks in a sly tone slinging an arm across his friends shoulder trying to calm his nerves whilst secretly pocketing a rag and bottle of chloroform.

Sarah- So we ready to head off now?

Thomas- One minute, I invited a few people to join us during this adventure.

The male explains before the three hear footsteps approaching and turn to find Amber, Sucrose and Jean all walking towards.They've each been filled in on the plan to bring Christmas joy into Jasons life and now it's go time. So after making sure everything is set and ready to go the six of them head off towards their secret destination. Walking several miles they then scale a large hill where they find a small gang of hilichurls currently resting at the top, though surprisingly they're not attacking or performing some strange hilichurl dance ritual like usual instead the gang is seen sitting around the shittiest Christmas tree they've ever seen simply swaying side to side and making humming noises beneath their masks.

Thomas- Huh, I guess even Hilichurls celebrate during Christmas.

Sucrose- Fascinating. Oh I'd love to stay here and observe their behavior for a little while.

Jean- Definitely fascinating but we must carry on with our mission.

Jason- Speaking of, being the grandmaster and all you probably got some more details on this mission we're on. Mind filling us in a little?

He politely asks hoping to receive some intel on the mission that way he can better prepare himself for it or whatever. Going to answer the blonde then glances to the side and watches as the others motion for her to keep it a secret waving their arms, eyes wide. 

Jean- I'm afraid not, the letter sent to me was incredibly vague but due to the writing style and horrible penmanship it was most likely urgent and they had no time to write in out in full detail.

Jason- Well in that case why don't I use my speed to bring us all there-

All minus Jason- NO!!!!!

The group all shout in terror suddenly flinging themselves several feet from the male holding up their hands and or weapons in protest to fend him off. 

Jason- Just a suggestion.

Amber- Yeah a bad one, ugh I do not wish to experience that ever again.

Thomas- HEY!!! How about we get moving already!?!

The male chides sounding very impatient with that fact that they've all been simply standing around for several moments now before they once again resume their journey and make their way across the landscape. Trudging along the group do run into several non festive monsters along the way but with six skilled fighters all banding together there's hardly a need to explain how they all went in detail but here's a brief summary of them all.

Monster- *Roar!!!*

Any member- Hyah!

Monster dead moving on.

So yeah it was a pretty uneventful journey filled with tons of easy monster kills and plenty of moments of dead silence amongst the group until eventually one little outrider couldn't handle it any longer.

Amber- Oh my god would somebody say something!?! This eerie silence is killing me!!!

Sarah- Say what?

Amber- I don't just something, anything! I take it anymore!

Jean- You know they say Christmas is the happiest time of year where all people come together and celebrate family and friendship above all else more then any other time. At least, to me it is. 

Thomas- Huh?

Jean- As you all know by now my family has been divided ever since I was really young and Barbara was hardly born. We were never close and I never got to experience what it was like to have a family except for one very special day a year, Christmas. The one day a year where my parents would put aside their differences and come together to celebrate the holiday. We'd laugh, tell stories, eat a grand meal, and we'd end every sitting by the fireplace simply enjoying one another's presence. It was a magical time and the only time a year where I felt like we could be happy and learn what it means to be a real family. So because of that Christmas has always had a special place in my heart and it always will.

The woman speaks with a fond smile plastered on her face leaving everyone else there speechless over her Christmas story and emotional background.

Sucrose- Wow, I never knew that Grandmaster.

Jean- Please, just call me Jean. Christmas time, time to drop the formalities.

Sucrose- Of course grandmaster Jean.

Jean- Eh........

The woman mutters sweat dropping over the girl continuing to use formalities but simply shrugs it off and then before they know it the others fall into their own Christmas stories.

Amber- I've always loved Christmas and I have so many fond memories during this time but by far the most memorable was Christmas ten years ago when I was a little girl. It was the same year where I first start my training to become an outrider. My grandfather and I headed out into the woods to hunt a wild boar for a feast but what really made it so special to me was that I was the one to catch the thing, that was the very first wild animal that I ever hunted in my own and eating it later that same day just felt more special because of it. But with Gramps gone it just isn't the same anymore so now I go off into the woods and hunt a boar every year during Christmas to pay homage to that memory of my time with him.

Thomas- Oh I'm sorry!

Amber- Huh, about what?

Thomas- I didn't know you'd be busy right now. I dragged you out here to help Jas-Jashtin Village yeah! 

Jason-.........

Thomas- When you have a boar to hunt.

Amber- Oh that? *raspberry* I already got it covered. Sara's cooking it back a good hunter while we speak.

*Back In Mondstadt*

Sara- Hurgh!

The woman grunts out loud as she tries to hoist a large dead boar onto the counter before the weight becomes to much for her and it crashes down on top of her pinning the woman to the ground.

Sara- Help!!!

*Back to The Gang*

Amber- It's not an issue at all, and besides I wouldn't pass up a chance to be with you during the holidays. Mwah.

The girl speaks softly before leaning up and planting a small kiss on the males lips. Upon seeing this the other harem members there immediately feel jealous and suspiciously start walking closer to the male from that point on. So continuing to walk for a little longer the whole group simply lose themselves in Christmas stories they share: Jason spending Christmas with his mom, Sarah's Christmas adventures with her nine older siblings, Sucrose and her wacky Christmas experiments and then.

Thomas- Christmas had been a really dark and hard time for me for a long time. Being trapped inside, well.......you know. Feeling isolated from the rest of the world and staring out the windows to see snow falling and Christmas lights blinking in the distance knowing that everyone would be celebrating family and togetherness while I was stuck inside a cell with another reminder that my family was gone, I won't lie for the longest time I sort of resented Christmas.

Jean- And what made you change your view on it.

Thomas-.............I had help.

The male replies with a soft smile as he tilts his head back and glances at his two friends who immediately smile back and place their hands on his shoulders.

Jason- Don't mention it bro.

Sarah- We're just happy that YOU'RE happy again.

They all commune and continue to walk ahead. Then skipping ahead a couple hours the group finish scaling a large mountain before glancing ahead and cheering as they make it to their destination.

Thomas- We made it, The North Pole!

Jason- The what!?!

The male lightly shouts gripping everyone there by the collars and suddenly speeding them all down the mountain and they shout in terror. Reaching the ground he then drops them all to the ground below as he peers up at the sign before him.

The North Pole

Population: -1000-, -800-, -500-, 85.

The sign reads with the population number below it strangely crossing out several numbers from one thousand before landing on a measly eighty five. Reading this the male pays no mind to the crossed out numbers and instead focuses his attention of the currently recovering scientist. Walking over he grips the male by the coat and forcefully tears him up to face him.

Jason- Explain, now!

Thomas- Surprise?

Jason- What's your deal man?

Thomas- Okay hear me out. I saw you weren't in the Christmas spirit so working with Sarah we decided to bring you to the source of all Christmas joy and spirit-ness? Santa the big fat guy himself to try and cheer you up.

Jason- Seriously? Is this why you kept this mission a secret from me? To bait me out here so I wouldn't put up a fight?

Thomas- Yeah pretty much.

Jason- *Sigh* Fine, whatever. So tell me, what's your grand plan to help me get in the Christmas spirit?

Thomas- I told you, we're gonna take you to the source of all Christmas spirit. The big man himself, the giver of happiness, the spreader of wonder, Saint Nick, SANTA CLAUS!!!

The male shouts into the air shoving his arms into the sky in a dramatic fashion the last two words echoing around them before all suddenly falls apart. As the words echo around the ground around them begins shaking and trembling like crazy.

Amber- Avalanche!

Thomas- Calm down, that's an urban myth. Loud sounds don't cause avalanches.

Sarah- Then what's happening!?!

They shouts before the ground beneath suddenly tears open spewing out several small creatures that land in front of them all revealing them to be.

Sucrose- Elves! 

She exclaims watching as a gang of five small men all stand before them dressed in raggedy dirty green sacks, their faces bruised and covered in dirt, soot and other stuff. Going to greet themselves the group of heroes are then interrupted as the biggest one there, who still only stands at about three feet steps forward and grips the scientist by the collar forcing him down to face him, which was a pretty good distance.

Elf 1- Why did you say that name!?!

Thomas- What name?

Elf 1- Don't play dumb here kid, why did you say the............s word.

Thomas- Sant-Hmph!

Elf 1- Don't say it again!!! He might hear you......

Jean- Who might hear, what the heck is happening?

The woman questions stepping forward and freeing the male from the midgets grip. Upon hearing her question the elves then all nervously glance at one another silently coming to an agreement before the leader once again steps forward.

Elf 1- It's not safe here. Come we'll take you where it is.

The elf speaks before he and the others all stamp the ground with their foot causing the earth to split open and devour then all before closing up once again. Then after a very disorientating fall through a long and winding tunnel they all get spat out into a large underground tunnel system. Rising from the ground the speedster places a hand on his throbbing head to help ease the pain as he confusingly glances around the place.

Jason- Ah, what the-Where are we?

Elf 2- A secret place that even he doesn't know about.

Amber- Seriously, who is this he you guys keep mentioning? What's going on here? Why do you have these secret tunnels? Why us the population number on the sign crossed out so many times? Why are you afraid of the name Sant-

Elf 2- DON'T SAY IT!!!

The elf screams leaping forward and clamping his hands around the girls mouth preventing her from speaking the forbidden name. Then once sure she won't speak it he lets her go. 

Elf 1- Listen we'll explain everything soon enough but first we have to make sure we can trust you all. So can we trust you?

Thomas- Umm.......sure?

Elf 1- Works for me. Alright then follow.

The tall midget speaks before walking off gesturing for them all to follow as he leads them through the tunnel system. Walking around the group all glance around seeing all sorts of different sights with handfuls of elves all running around preparing what looks like defenses and sparring with each other, the whole place giving them a seriously worried pang in their stomachs. Then after walking for a little while longer the creature leads them into a large smooth stone room where a black board and table lie on the far side giving it a sort of war room type look. Standing just before the black board the elf turns to the group clearing his throat.

Elf 1- Alright I'm sure you all have a lot questions so go ahead.

Sarah- What the heck is going on here? Why are all the elves preparing defenses and fighting one another?

Elf 1- To defend ourselves of course.

Jean- Defend yourselves? From what?

Elf 1- Not what, who.

Group- Huh?

The all question still not following any of what the small guy is saying before watching as his gazes far off into the distance a dark look flashing through his eyes.

Elf 1- Are you kids aware of the legend of San-The big guy?

Sucrose- Of course San-I mean the big guy is the nicest man on earth. He works one day a year and helps spread happiness and joy to everyone around the world.

Elf 1- Heh, is that what you humans are telling yourselves? 

Thomas- Okay enough with the vague answers and cryptic bullshit. What the hell is going on here!?!

He shouts rising from his seat and stomping towards the small creature fiercely glaring at him feeling completely done and annoyed by his dismissal of them all.

Elf 1- The legend you all spread is complete and utter reindeer dung. You're right that he works once a year but that's about it. The big guy isn't the happy, jolly man you all think he is. In truth he's cold, rude, vile and the cruelest man you'll ever come across.

Amber- What? No!

Elf 1- Yes. He's had us elves slaving away making toys and preparing for Christmas every single day for all eternity now and the worst part is he doesn't even deliver them. After the sleigh is prepared he simply rams the thing into a wall and wallows in our misery.

Sarah- But what about all the presents that appear under the tree during Christmas?

Elf 1- Those are from your parents kid. He doesn't care about spreading Christmas joy, the only he spreads is our blood across the work shop. That man is cruel and awful towards everyone here. He tortures us every day. Just a couple hours ago he even killed Snarky by crushing his head. 

Group-...........

Elf 1- So if you kids came here looking to spread Christmas joy to your friend there. Then I'm afraid you won't find any. That monster has snuffed out any and all happiness left in this place.

Thomas- NO!!!

The male shouts slamming a nearby wall causing a big of dust and small pebbles to rain down on them all.

Thomas- There's no way that's true. Santa would never do stuff like this. He's supposed to be the nicest man on earth and different dimension or not I refuse to believe that there can be an evil Santa on any existence.

Elf 1- You have spirit kid I'll give you that but open your eyes and see the true picture here. This place is only a few more days away from becoming a barren wasteland with the big guy slaughtering more and more of my people.

Thomas- Then we'll change his mind. Nobody is truly evil we can make him good again right?

Amber- Right! We can help Santa go back to his roots.

Elf 1- You don't understand, he was never good to begin with. There are no roots.

Thomas- SHUT UP!!! There's no way that's true. I'll make this all right just you watch!

The male shouts angrily before bolting off to find the exit to the place and prove the small guy wrong.

Jean- Thomas!

Elf 1- No let him go. Confronting the man and seeing him in person is the only way he'll believe me. Trust me I wanna believe he can be changed like the kid think so too really I do. But after over a century of trying I've realized there is no humanity or kindness in that.......things soul. Only cold, cruel darkness.

He speaks as the camera shifts over and we find Thomas currently crawling out the tunnel and back out onto the surface. Once there he quickly glances around the place trying to find a way to communicate of Santa before remembering what the elf said earlier.

Elf 1- Don't say it again!!! He might hear you........

Thomas- Perfect.

So with a grin on his face and a plan that's sure to work the male takes a deep breath, steadies himself and gets ready to show the little bastard who's boss before shouting at the top of his lungs.

Thomas- SANTA!!!!!

He screams his voice echoing through the night sky. Then just when he thinks it didn't work and he goes to try again the sky above him begins to glow a bright shade of red before out of the blue a large blinding light appears in front of him. Then once the light has subsided and he rubs the spots him his eyes he glances in joy to find the man of the hour before him.

Thomas- There you are-Woah.

He starts before cutting himself off as when he glances forward to find Santa standing there he finds a very different looking Santa present before him.

Thomas- H-hey.......you uh, been laying off the cookies and milk there?

The male speaks meekly feeling rather small and inadequate compared to the big guy standing before him and now that he sees him the male quickly realizes why they call him the "big" guy. Standing there silently Santa remains dead silent a scowl on his face as he stares at the male before falling into a large happy smile.

Santa- Hello there little man, what can Santa do for you today?

Thomas- Hey uh......Santa. So I've been hearing rumors that you're a horrible human having a knack for slaughtering your elves and everyone else around you.

Santa-..........

Thomas- And well I just wanted to know if they were true or not. I mean obviously I know they're not but it wouldn't hurt to ask the source would it?

He speaks shyly twiddling his hands and scrapping his heel across the ground still feeling very insecure and meek compared to the man standing before him. Doesn't help that after his question said man remains silent with a hardened expression blanketing his face for a whole minute before speaking.

Santa- Well that's preposterous. I'm Santa Claus the giver of toys and the spreader of happiness! Ho ho ho!

Thomas- Hah! I knew it. I knew you would never betray us all.

Santa- That's right. Now how about a shake to really seal the deal eh?

The man speaks in a maybe too energetic and happy tone sticking his massive hand out looking for a shake. Now at this point the scientist is starting to feel a little uneasy about all this but-

Thomas- *gasp*

He audibly gasps what he finds when glancing at the mans palms. His knuckles are stained with a deep red color that looks a lot like blood. Seeing this the man rubs his hands nervously.

Santa- Ah.......Santas just a little worn out from working so hard all year long. Nothing to concern yourself over. Now shake.

Thomas-...........

Santa- Come on don't leave me hanging. Shake.

Thomas- You know what? I really gotta go now, it's a little cold here and-

Santa- SHAKE!!!

The man shouts loud enough to rumble the area around them causing a small avalanche off in the distance and causing the male to re-think his life in doing so. With no other option he then decides to go along with it and slowly cautiously raises his hand towards the big guy for a shake. Glancing up he then breaths in fear as he find a wicked grin on his face as his hand nears closer and closer before-

Thomas- AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

He screams in agony as the man suddenly grips him by the forearm and twists his whole arm back in a very not okay angle sending pain throughout his whole body.

Santa- Little shit, you should've stayed away!!!

Thomas- Wha-AHHHH!!!

He shouts as the man clobbers him over the skull sending him crashing face first into the snow and making him feel like someone just smashed a sledgehammer across his bare skull. Not done though the man then forces him back off the ground where he proceeds to pulverize his face with strike after strike sending blood flying before finishing him off by kicking him across the face sending his bloodied up form into the snow.

Santa- Santa this and Santa that. You all make me sick!

Thomas- Gahhh!

Santa- Listen here you little fuck, I don't need you or any other of these spoiled little brats telling me what to do, or telling me off or who I am!!!

Thomas- Ahhhh!!!

Santa- I'm Santa Claus damnit, and I can do whatever the fuck I want!!!

Thomas- You're craz-Gah!

He chokes as the big guy grips him by the throat lifting the male up to face him directly before getting up all in his business where the scientist can smell the distinct odor of alcohol on his breath.

Santa- And that includes doing this!

The man exclaims before punching the male across the face hard enough to send him flying several feet back into a small cliff where he lands with a shout of pain. Then with no time to react he once again shouts as the man seemingly teleports over and stomps his chest harsh enough to produce a vicious cracking sound causing the male to spit a gallon of blood from his mouth.

Thomas- Santa!

Santa- WHAT!?!

Thomas- You're insane!

Santa- Aww how nice of you!

The man replies before going to stomp his chest once more only this time the male is prepared for it. Sensing the hit he then grabs the mans foot as stomps down and twists his leg tripping the man up before bolting up off the ground, summoning The Duke and pointing it straight at his head. 

Thomas- Enough! You're crazy and you're going down!

Santa- What! You gonna shoot me? Well go ahead!

Thomas-........

Santa- Shoot me! Go on, do it! DO IT!!!

The man shouts forcing the shotgun to his own head repeating those same two words over and over getting louder with ever vocalization before the male screams out and *Bang!!!*. A loud shot rings through the land scape as the male fires into the mans skull. But.........Once the smoke from the shot subsides the scientist finds a very alarming sight in the form of.

Santa- Nice try punk.

He speaks with a vile grin as the smoke subsides from his forehead to reveal he's perfectly fine without a single scratch evident on his face and the shells falling to ground all bent and mis-shaped now.

Thomas- I.......I-

Santa- My turn.

Thomas-Gahhh!!!

He shouts as the man slams his fists over his head sending him crashing to ground once more before he kneels before him and proceeds to pulverize him even worse then last time with strike after strike each one sending blood, teeth, saliva and gore flying everywhere. Even when he's clearly already beaten the man continues to punch over and over again turning his face into ground beef the whole scene being extremely brutal and graphic.

(Okay so I tried putting a gif here to visualize this scene but this piece of shit website said all the gifs I tried were too big, so yeah fuck you too Wattpad you sons of bitches. Anyways just imagine that scene from Invincible where Omni-Man pulverizes the fuck out of Mark in the last episode. If you don't know what that is, search it up.)

Then once it's all done the man stands back to admire his work in the form of the blood toothy mess that is Thomas's face right now and smiling at it.

(At least I got this)

Santa- There, I think that looks suits you better.

Thomas- G....grgh....

Santa- Eh? What's that? Speak up lamb chop I can't hear you.

The man teases leaning in closer towards the male cupping a hand around his ear.

Thomas-.......fucgh.....you......

Santa- That's nice. Now GET OUT!!!

The man shouts before gripping the male by the leg and spinning him around really fast like a lasso the males body limb and lifeless like a rag doll before throwing him away sending the male flying several miles and crashing into a mountain where the impact causes a large avalanche to fall atop him crushing the male beneath.

Santa- Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas you little fuck!!!

Nick speaks in an overly happy tone after tossing the male away before wiping the blood of his fists and boots, kicking a bit of snow in the males direction and walking off with hearty laugh and joyous smile on his face.

Cutting scenes we then cut up to the top of the mountain the scientist was thrown towards. Upon arriving we find the male currently buried under several tons of snow his skin turning light blue and breathing painfully shallow as he gurgles his own blood. With nothing but pain, misery and sorrow running through his whole body the male can hardly vocalize even a single word but manages to in the end.

Thomas-............w-why........

He spits before the world around him starts to sink into darkness as he feels himself losing consciousness and possibly his life. Just before blacking out completely though he watches as several small and large shadows rush towards him the muffled sounds of speaking running around him before the darkness takes him.

*Scene Change With Santa*

Cutting scenes once more we then find ourselves stood within a large oak wood room decorated like a hunter would: Animal skins, fireplace, large recliners the works. In the center of the room however lies a large wooden desk where an even larger man sits his boots resting on the table top.

Santa- Insolent little brat, thinks he can tell me what to do. I'm Santa damnit! ELF!!!

The man shouts before the door to his office suddenly bursts open and a small elf comes running in holding a bottle of whisky and a glass before quickly pouring the man one, bowing and scurrying off. Taking the glass the man chugs half the things in one swallow before slamming the thing on his desk hard enough to slightly crack the glass.

Santa- Punk should've stayed away. Him and his lousy rumors.

He grumbles taking another chug as the camera slowly pans out and away from the still drinking man ready to end the scene before-

Santa- WAIT! Rumors......rumors, who told him those rumors about me. He must be working with someone. There's more of them besides him! More brats in MY WORKSHOP!!!

He shouts angrily throwing the glass across the room and calling the same elf rom before once more only this time he doesn't want a drink instead he chooses a different kind of relief as when the elf enters the room he immediately gets blown to bits as the man now wields a smoking shotgun, a wicked grin on his face.

Santa- Then let them come. I'll be waiting for them.

He speaks eagerly and excited to meet the males friends before plopping himself back down onto his seat, tossing his boots up onto the desk and lighting a fat cigar before this time we actually cut scenes and jump to-

*Scene Change*

The currently stitched up but still seriously fucked up scientist slowly waking up from his slumber rubbing his head in pain and groaning as he sits up.

Thomas- Ow.......

The male groans as he sits up. Then after blinking the spots and dried blood out of his vision he glances around to find himself in the elf caves from earlier. Going to stand the male finds he was a little too slow as he's suddenly tackled back down to the bed.

Thomas- Ow!

Jean/Amber/Sucrose/Sarah- THOMAS!!!

The four girls all shouts in relief and absolute euphoria as the step into the room to find the male awake and recovering from his intense beating from the big buy earlier.

Thomas- Get off of me! It hurts so bad!!!

Girls- Sorry!

They all exclaim suddenly flinging themselves off of the male and stepping back feeling and sheepish yet still relieved to see the male is awake now. Then after some more words are spoken and the speedster and head elf enter the room they immediately get down to business.

Elf 1- You recovered now?

Thomas- Yeah......kinda......How am I-

Elf 1- Still alive after a beating like that? Just a little elf magic is all.

Thomas- Ah.

Elf 1- But cutting to chase now. I think it'd be best if you and your friends all went home now.

Thomas- What!?!

The male exclaims bolting straight up from his bed and immediately regretting it as the action sends an intense amount of pain coursing through his body.

Elf 1- I appreciate you efforts to try and reason with the big guy. But fact is there is no reasoning with him. He's far too gone at this point and there's no sense in even trying anymore.

Thomas- But-

Jean- He's right Thomas. Even with the elves magic it was still a miracle that you survived a beating like that. The sooner we leave the sooner we can get back to Mondstadt and have Barbara take a look at you too.

Thomas- But-

Elf 1- If you still want to help your friend find the Christmas Spirit then here.

The elf calls tossing the white haired male a blue gift box with a red ribbon tied around it. Although small in size the male still struggles to hold it slightly as it weighs a ton in his hands.

Jason- Yo! What's in this thing?

Elf 1- Anything you want. That there is a wishing star.

Amber- But it's a box.

Elf 1- It's just a name.

Sucrose- Well in that case why not call it a wishing box?

Elf 1- Because wishing star sounds cooler! Point is, that thing will grant any wish that you desire within reason. No wishing for world peace or anything. One wish only and is sure to get anyone into the Christmas Spirit.

Thomas- But-

Sarah- Thomas it's okay. You tried and that's all that matters but it is a miracle you are still alive at this point. Like the elf said there's no reasoning with that guy. We got the star, you tried your best. Come on let's go home.

Thomas- That's not it though. We can't leave yet. Not when Santa-

Elf 1- How many times do we have to tell you kid, there's no reasoning with him-

*Bam!*

A loud bamming sound is heard as it echos through the cavern causing a bit of dust and a few pebbles to rain down on the group. The source of the sound being the male who just slammed his fist onto the table he's lying across a deep glare and large scowl now present on his face.

Thomas- You're right, there is no reasoning with that bastard. Which is why I'm not going to. But we still can't leave these elves with him. He'll kill all of them!

Jason- What are we supposed to do though?

Thomas- The only we can do. 

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Thomas- We have to kill Santa.

The male speaks causing everyone in the room to audibly gasp over his ludicrous suggestion.

Elf 1- You want to kill the man?

Thomas- Yes.

Elf 1- That's insane! No one can beat the guy he's one of the strongest people to ever exist. You'll need some sort of super weapon to kill him!

Thomas- I have one.

The male calls before summoning a large jet black and blood red rapier in his hand that pulsates and lightly hums. Immediately upon summoning the thing it gives everyone there an uneasy feeling by just being near the thing.

Jason- The Deathbringer? You really think it'll work?

Thomas- Has too, we don't really have a choice either. Like I said we can't leave these elves to die here it wouldn't be right.

Jason- Then count me in. 

Sarah- Me too. Nobody hurts my friends and gets away with it.

Amber- I'm in.

Sucrose- Count me in as well.

Jean- Guess we're all in now.

They all speak clasping their hands onto one another as the stare at each other a look of sheer determination and commitment plastered across all their faces as they mentally prepare themselves for what could be the fight of their lives.

Elf 1- Okay so it's nice we have team willing to fight him and a potential way to actually kill the guy. But how are you gonna reach him? That work shop is built like a fortress and you're gonna need a large army to get inside.

Thomas- A large normal army or a decent sized magic one.

Elf 1- Huh?

Thomas- Gather the elves and tell them to meet me in the war room. I have a speech to make. One hour!

The male calls going to rise up off of the table and to his feet only to immediately scream out in agony as he feels his whole body erupt in pain as he does so before falling back down onto his back.

Thomas- One and a half.

*Time-Skip 2 Hours Later*

Okay so it took a little longer then expected but cut the guy some slack it's a wonder he can move at all after what he went through earlier. Now currently the male stands front and center in the large war room with the other characters standing beside him as all the elves are gathered around them to devise a plan on stopping the red terrorist.

Thomas- Now I'm sure you're all wondering on why I called you here tonight. Well I'll cut to the chase and say that I have a plan. A plan to free you all from your muscular slave master and kill the bastard. But if I'm going to do I'm gonna need your help.

Elf 2- Help? What do you mean?

Thomas- I mean I want you all to use your elf magic and fight alongside us so we can infiltrate the workshop and reach the guy.

The male explains before all the elves in the room immediately start scrambling, crying, shouting and screaming in terror over the idea.

Elf 2- We cant!

Elf 3- We'll be killed for sure!

Elf 4- I'm fine with being a slave! I wanna live!!!

They all cry out desperately trying to escape the situation and save themselves all hoping for a way out of this plan before the male summons his gun and shoots into the air bringing silence to the room.

Thomas- QUIET!!! 

Elves-........

Thomas- Look at you all: Meek, lowly and cowardly, afraid of the very though of fighting back against your oppressor. Is this how you want to live the rest of lives? Hiding in these caverns too scared to fight back and slowly dying off one by one until you're all gone? 

Elves-..........

Thomas- It doesn't have to be this way. You can fight him, you can stand up for yourselves and prove that you all are the real masters here and that the big guy isn't as big as he thinks that the small guys triumph over him!

Elf 6- But if we do fight we'll be killed!

Thomas- You're all gonna die either way. What you think that just because you chose not to fight him he's gonna let you live? I'm sure he's in his office right now plotting each and everyone of your demises.

*Scene Change*

Santa- Hmm.......Strangle that one, shoot this one, crush this guys face. Yes that'll do it.

The man mumbles to himself as he checks off a large list of all the elves and plan on how to kill them for his own amusement.

*End Scene*

Thomas- If you're gonna die either way then don't you at least wanna go out fighting? Go out knowing that at least you tried, that you found the strength within yourselves to stand up for yourselves, for each other and show that guy who's boss? Don't you want to at least taste the fleeting flickering sweet sensation of freedom as you storm the workshop and make yourselves proud? 

Elves-............

Thomas- I won't lie, some of you will probably die. But those that survive will ensure to continue each and everyone of your legacies and ensure that no one will ever be forgotten, no one except for Santa. Come on and join me, join me in the fight against your captor and help me bring joy and happiness back to this pole! Now, are you with me?

The male speaks before the room around them falls dead silent as the elves seemingly continue to remain cowardly and refuse to fight before.

Elf 2- I'm in.

Elf 3- I'm with you.

Elf 4- Me too.

Elf 5- Me three!

Elf 6- I-I'll try.

The elves speak as more and more of them join the fight choosing to believe in miracles and believe that they might actually be freed from their oppression as the male grins over this before they fall into devising a proper game plan.

*Scene Change Santa's Office 30 Minutes Later*

Santa- Hmm......it's been awfully quiet. I thought for sure that little brats friends would've come storming in by now looking to share his fate.

The man calls out to himself before from his seat and walking over to a large cabinet. Popping the thing open he finds several bottles of liquor inside and after carefully choosing which one to drink he's then seen sat on his seat a glass of champagne in hand and a plate of cookies lying on the table before him.

Santa- Well at least the legends got one thing right. I do love my cookies.

He speaks grabbing a cookie and going to feast on his snack before-*BOOM!!!*

Santa- Ahhhh!

He screams out as the land around him suddenly shakes harshly causing him to not only crush the cookie in his hand as a result but also spill his drink all over himself.

Santa- DAMNIT, NOW WHAT!?!

He shouts angrily slamming his desk hard enough to crush the thing before bolting to his feet and stomping over to the large window at the back of his office to check out what's going on outside. Staring out his eyes go wide as he finds a small army currently advancing on his workshop with several large catapults and ballistae in the far back raining down hell upon him.

Santa- Grrrrrrr, so it's a fight you want huh? Well those little shits aren't the only ones with a little magic!

The man laughs as he rubs his hands together before the whole building around him begins shaking and churning a large red cloud enveloping the sky over head as we cut to the resistance who are currently marching the way to the shop.

Thomas- March my little elves! Go show that man who's in charge!

Elves-BATTLE CRY!!!

They all shout as the go charing into the fray towards the workshop hands and eyes glowing as they ready their magic to fight for their freedom now. Though just as the army is reaching the workshop the doors then burst open as an opposing army charges at them consisting of Yetis,Reindeer and evil toys like.........jack-in-the-boxes and those monkeys with the symbols.

(Okay seriously I can't be the only one who's creeped out by those monkeys right? I mean seriously look at their eyes, they're so creepy! Toy Story 3 honestly scared me because of that monkey in the movie)

Anyways cutting back to the story we watch as the two armies charge one another before colliding in the center and entering an all out Christmas Fight! With the heroes we watch as Thomas ducks under a large claw swipe from a yeti before jump kicking it under the jaw and punching it into a second yeti before quickly spinning on his heel and clocking another across the jaw. To Jason we find him sword drawn slicing apart toys all around him before a large stuffed teddy beat suddenly pulls him into a bone crushing bear hug. Thinking fast he quickly coats his whole body in electricity shocking the bear forcing it to let him go before swiftly decapitating the thing and moving on. With Sarah we find her and the elves all holding off the stampeding reindeer as they charge them all. Slamming her palms onto the ground she creates a large wall of snow to block them off shortly before snapping her fingers and dropping the thing crushing several reindeer underneath. Going to celebrate she's quickly cut off as something rams into her from the side knocking the girl down. Glancing up at the source she gasps over who she finds there.

Sarah- Rudolph.

She speaks watching as the red nosed reindeer slowly saunters up towards he looking to pick a fight. Rising from the ground she readies her staff and speaks.

Sarah- I hate that I have to do this. I always loved your story.

Before the Christmas mascot charges her giving off a creepy screech as he does so as he readies to destroy her. Though just as he's about to reach the girl she quickly leaps into the air dodging the attack and landing atop him where he tries bucking her off only to screech out in agony as the girl tears his antlers off and prepares to end it.

Sarah- Forgive me.

She speaks softly a single tear running down her face as she flips the antlers over pointy side facing down and stabbing them into the creatures head killing him as he cries out in pain for only a brief moment before dying. Recovering from that she heads back into the fight as we find the Mondstadt girls all holding their own in the fight. Amber sniping small toys from a distance, Sucrose blowing around strong winds to keep the Yetis at bay while the elves work their magic and Jean skillfully slicing her way through the whole army dodging and parrying like a pro. Then as the battle rages on and the good guys are winning the white haired male joins his friends side to speak.

Jason- You ready for part two of the plan?

Thomas- Ready as I'll ever be.

Jean- We'll hold down the fort here and keep the army busy you two go kill that jolly monster.

Thomas- Right. Sucrose!

Sucrose- I'm on it.

They commune shortly as the girl charges up her spell and creates a large gust of wind leading to the window above them. Then with a single nod to each other the males unfurl the gliders they had the elves make for them earlier and fly on up to the window where the crash through and make it inside the big guy's office. Pulling a super hero landing the two have no time to congratulate themselves on a successful entry because here comes Santa!

Thomas- Wah!

The male cries as he narrowly avoids a large fist from the man before rolling to safety. Springing back onto his feet he's quickly joined by his friend as they summon their blades and get ready to end this.

Thomas- Last chance Nick. Surrender now or die.

Santa- Give it your best shot!

The man calls immediately charging the two and suplexing the scientist sideways smashing him into his friend before going to crush them beneath his boot. Scrambling away the two nod to one another before going on. Summoning his scythe the scientist tries slicing away at the man only to go eye wide as he simply catches the thing in his bare hand before pulling towards himself yanking the male towards him and goes to deliver a savage blow to his chest only to be interrupted as Jason leaps towards him and kicks the jolly red guy across the face. With him stunned the two take the time and begin wailing on him with punches and kicks before leaping away as the man recovers and ties grappling them. Shouting out in anger over their attack the man immediately charges the two simply ignoring their attacks as they fire electricity and bullets at him only for all projectiles to simply bounce right off his skin and leave no visible damage. Going to dodge again the speedster is quickly alarmed as the man sticks his arm out and grabs him by the cape before slamming him into Thomas knocking them both down the ground once more. This time however instead of going to crush them he simply reaches towards them gripping both males by the throat and pressing them against a nearby wall as he squeezes harder and harder by the second.

Santa- You little fucks ruined everything! Now my workshop is in complete ruin, my reindeer are dead and those pointy eared shits are no longer loyal to me and it's all your fucking fault!!! I'll make sure you both die here and no-AHHHH!!!

The man cries out as the scientist kicks forward knocking him away from them before they summon their swords, the man grabs a nearby scimitar hanging on his wall and the three clash blades. Swinging and stabbing away at each other they send sparks flying and leap around the room neither able to get the upper hand as the males teamwork and Santas strength seemingly match in power. Although one thing does start to go right during this ordeal. Cutting towards Jason we find him with the biggest grin on his face as he parries an attack from the man.

Jason- 'Heart pounding, face sweating, muscles aching. This feeling, it's intoxicating and it's all thanks to this guy! He may be a total piece of shit but he can truly bring anyone the Christmas Spirit' THIS IS THE BEST CHRISTMAS EVER!!!

He shouts before pulling his blade back and shoving his hands forward blasting the man back with a large electrical explosion. Then whilst he's still recovering he quickly dashes over and punches him across the face hundreds of times in rapid succession before finishing it off with a super speed kick across the face. Growling out the man goes to smash his fists over the males head over only for Thomas to quickly rush in and grab him by the waist pile driving him into the ground where he combos with a power stomp to the face producing a loud crunching sound as a result. Growing tired of this now the man then grips Thomas by the ankle and goes to smash his back against his knee but is quickly interrupted as Jason slashes him across the face with his blade causing him to let go and send the male flying towards the ceiling which works perfectly for the next set up. Recovering mid air the male quickly turns around still in the air and uses the ceiling as a launching pad to propel himself forward where he kicks Santa across the face sending him tumbling back before the two friends quickly rush over and team attack him punching him in the face sending him crashing into the others attack multiple times before the scientist slams him onto the ground.

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With the man grounded and pinned down the two take this opportunity to try and finish him off. So summoning the rapier from earlier Thomas gives him one last glare before stabbing downwards ready to end this nightmare before Christmas begins only for the man to find one final surge of strength and hurl the male off of him and into his friend. Bouncing off from the speedster the scientist quickly turns himself around glaring fiercely at the man and shouts.

Thomas- DIE YOU JOLLY RED FUCKER!!!

Before charging his metal fist up til it glows a vibrant purple color and punching the man square across the jaw sending blood and spit flying from his mouth. Then while he's stunned the male quickly chucks the blade to his friend who leaps over his head, pulls the blade back and with one final cry he stabs forward impaling the man and stabbing into his heart as he grips the blade himself coughing out and choking harshly.

Santa- Damn......looks like.....you little shits *cough* really got me.

The man chokes as his skin pales in color as his veins begins turning a deep inky black color. Pushing the blade deeper the speedster speaks.

Jason- You had your chance and you blew it old man.

Santa- *cough* Guess I did huh. Well *cough* at least I gave a good fight before going out.

Thomas- Before you die though. Tell me, why? Why did you do it? Why did you decide to become such a horrible person?

Santa- Look around kid, notice anyone missing around here?

Thomas- Umm.......

Santa- Me, the elves, reindeer. We're all here except one. My Mrs, Claus.

Thomas- Where is she?

Santa- S-*cough* She's gone. I lost her several decades ago when she died in an accident one Christmas night. Eve since that day I just wasn't the same. She's the one who'd keep me in place, tell me when I was going too far so when she left this world *cough* I-I just lost it. I couldn't control myself any longer. Not like I wanted to anyways.

Thomas- Wish you would've told me or anyone for that matter. We could've helped you.

Santa- They wouldn't understand and besides even if they knew it was a simple fact that there was no saving me at this point. I was too far gone to be redeemed now. *COUGH!!!*

The man speaks before giving off a large cough which sends a whole mess of blood flying from his mouth before his skin starts to blacken and peel away from his rotting flesh. Glancing down at his wound the man finds the source of the damage currently eating away at him his whole body rapidly withering away before him.

Santa- Hell of a weapon you got there punk.

Thomas- Thanks, made it myself. 

Santa- Before I go I want you both to know that even though you may have been a bunch of little fucks who caused me nothing but trouble. You still gave me the fight of my life and helped me truly enjoy this final Christmas. A feeling I thought I'd never experience again for a long time now. For what it means, you two have certainly earned my respect.

Thomas- Respect? From you? You know what that means?

Santa- What? 

*Bam!* A loud gunshot in heard echoing through the room as the male summons his hand cannon before blowing his rotting head clean off from his shoulders as his headless still decaying body now slumps to the floor motionless and dead.

Thomas- Absolutely nothing.

The male calls de-summoning his gun and kicking the now lifeless body aside before his friend speaks up.

Jason- Guess Santa is now on the naughty list huh?

Thomas-..................You know, you're lucky you're my friend or else I would've shot you for that. 

Jason- Yeah that was bad I'll admit.

The two friends commune before leaping out the shattered window and back outside where they find the resistance currently finishing off the remains of Santa's army. Walking up the scientist whistles out to announce to the group.

Thomas- The king has fallen! You are all free!!!

Elves- YEEEEAAAAHHHH!!!

The elves all cry out in joy leaping into the air, waving their arms and celebrating the fall of their oppressor before running off into the lands to celebrate their freedom and lack of rules now. Watching them run off with a smile the male then feels someone tugging at his pants leg and glances down to find the elf leader standing there with a warm smile on his own face.

Elf 1- Thank you Mr, Bracksen. You and your friends have saved us and for that we are forever in your debt.

Thomas- No need. Just promise you'll live your life's to the fullest and never let fear control you guys ever again.

Elf 1- You have my word. We will celebrate this day for eons to come and we shall never forget you all for all you have done for us. You will forever be honored amongst us elves. Thank you for everything.

The elf speaks with a light bow before waving goodbye to the group as he goes to join his brethren in celebrating their freedom. Watching him go the male then turns to his friends with a smile.

Thomas- Come on, let's go home.

*Time-Skip Back to Mondstadt*

And so with their arms full of presents and their spirits lifted the heroes make their way back to town as they make their descents. Along the way they come across many a folk who all gather around for the holidays in bulk. With laugher ringing through the air they soon make it back with time to spare. Sitting around the Christmas tree the red archer then gasps at the count of three.

Amber- Guys look at the day. Don't you see it's now Christmas today.

She speaks as she points towards a large clock signifying the time of year as the clock hands lock. With that the folks around town all then stand around presenting gifts and presents to one another spreading Christmas joy and laughing a merry laugh. A new quiver for Amber, an alchemy set for Sucrose with plenty of knack, a broadsword for Noelle and a new arm chair for Dove who has a bad back. These gifts and more are all delivered with plenty to adore. Then once it's all done the scientist sits beside his friend with the spirit of a ton.

Thomas- So, you still have the wishing star?

Jason- Yeah why?

Sarah- Well go on, make a wish. You can wish for anything to make this Christmas night even better!

His friends call and so with a deep breath the male makes a wish that is hopefully not too tall. After now speaking the box rumbles and shakes the top of the present creaking and peaking. Before *BOOM!!!* the whole box explodes and a shower of cookies now rain down in the room.

Thomas- Cookies?

Jason- Yeah! What's Christmas without some good Christmas cookies?

The male speaks as he holds his hand out and he catches a stray cookie which he quickly pops into his mouth. Watching the rain unfold the three friends then all share in a jolly good laugh as they celebrate the rest of the night in one another's presence.

And so ends this strange tale about how cookies set Jason right, Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight.

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A/N- Merry Christmas to all of you beautiful readers out there here's to a good new year to follow. I hope you all enjoyed this jolly Christmas special and wish you all a good time this year opening presents with your family. Spend time with family, drink eggnog and of course always remember to Stay Tuned and Stay Jolly Ya'll.

(Poor Mona, literally) 

(Jolly Pictures because why the hell not?)