*It's christmas eve, and Pit comes downstairs. He see's Ike sitting criss-cross applesauce on the floor, right in front of the tree, and in front of the all the present's. His sword is right next to him*

Pit: What are you doing?

Ike: Waiting for Santa. *keeps staring at tree, aka the chimney they don't have.*

Pit: Ike santa isn't-

Ike: Shut up! I know he is, for I have witnessed him as a young child. But, ever since then, I've been at war or busy on christmas eve. But tonight I don't have anything Now, I can, and I will see Santa. *keeps staring*

Pit: Ike, we don't have a chimney.

Ike: We have a front door. Besides, haven't you heard of christmas magic? Man, why do you have to be a hater?

Pit: I didn't expect you to be so..... childish.

Ike: I'm not. It's something I must do, for I have always dreamed of this.. Now, I get to meet santa, and ask him to give me a second firesword!!

Pit: But I got that- uhhhhhh.....

Ike: You gave santa my wish list? You're the best! Oh, by the way,, can I ask you something.

Pit: Y-yeah...

Ike: Why is there like-*counts* 5 presents for you, and *counts again, but longer.* and like, 70 presents for me? Are you on the naughty list?

Pit: No!

Ike: Oh, ok. Oh~ Oops....I need to tell you something...please don't be mad at me...

Pit: What?

Ike: Well...I wanted to get you a pet...but umm....the animal trainer...said no...and I kinda got mad at him...and stole the animal. It's in the garage. Go look.

Pit: .......... What?

Ike: Go look. I need to stay here though. in case santa comes while I'm away....

Pit: It's three in the morning....

Ike: Oh, I thought it was around 9pm...well...I never told you about your present, kay?

Pit: Go to bed.

Ike: Nope. Not until I see santa! I've always wanted this...and I'm not losing another opportunity!!

Pit: You missed him.

Ike: 8() WHAT??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Pit: You fell asleep 6 hours ago....

Ike: And you did NOTHING????? You're the grinch from that movie....*cries*

Pit: ......... Wow, you're sad......

Ike: Really? In reality, it's you! *Gets up, goes up to his room, and slams door.*

Pit: I did not ..... just buy him 70 presents.....

*That's when Pit hears a knock at the door, opens it, and finds a workman dude.*

Workman Dude: Is this the house of Mr. Pit?

Pit: Yeah....

Ike: Well, we have a delivery for you. A polar bear exhibit, with polar bears. We also have a portable snow machine, making it able to snow whenever you want! :D

Pit: 8()

Workman dude: ....I'll leave it here. It's in your front yard if you need it. *leaves.*

Pit: .............

*Hears voice*

Voie: HO! HO! HO!

*Pit then hears the sound of his bedroom door being broken down. Then the sound of someone jumping from the banister down to the floor.*

Ike: SANTA???!!!

Santa: Ho-Ho-Ho. Merry christmas, dear friends.

Pit: No way..... This is real......

Ike: I always believed in you!!

Santa: I know, Ike.

Ike Ohmygosh he knows my name!!

Santa: Of course. I know all my beloved friends names...even the non-believers *glares at Pit*

Ike: Pit?! How could you?! Apologize to the santa!

Pit: Well then....

Santa: It's too late anyway. Maybe next year, for you're on my naughty list. I'm taking this polar bear exhibit and portable snow, even if I didn't get it for you.

Ike: I got it for him.....Oh WELL! If it's what Santa wants!

Santa: Ike, you are one of the biggest believers...and one of the best kids I've ever seen in my life.

Ike: ohmygosh ohmygosh, he thinks I'm a awesome kid! *freaking out*

Pit: NOOOOOOOOOO!!! Not the polar bears!!!!

Santa: Sorry. Ike, that's why I got 350 new fire swords for being such a good boy. :)

Ike: 8() hey..Santa?

Santa: Yes lad?
Ike: If I let you keep my *sobs* 350 fire swords...can Pit keep his portable snow and polar bear thing?

Santa: You're willing to give up all these fire swords? This could possibly be the last year I visit you know.

Ike: PLEASE COME BACK! *Wails.*

Santa; Don't cry...here, I promise to at least stop by to give you presents, ok? Hopefully both of you will get some next year...*glares again.*

Pit: WHYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!

Ike: If you let us keep the thingies...you don't have to visit anymore...I'll always believe anyway!

Santa: Ok. That's why you're my favorite kid in the world Ike. *pats head.* Bye, now!

*Ike stares longingly at the space santa was once in, santa left using magic*

*Outside the window.....*

Zelda: Did you record it???

Marth: Of course!

Zelda: That was so priceless!! Do you have the portable snow?

Marth: Yup!

Zelda: Awesome! We'll let them keep the polar bear though...it's still in the garage...Pit's gonna flip in the morning. Literally, he's gonna backflip.