Parents and children are all walking back home. Wren waves goodbye to Sam and Charlie, and they do the same before they bike off with their parents.

Danny stared longingly at Sam, holding his hat in his hand before he and Wren headed off. "Are you sure there aren't any, Wren?" he asked, making her look through his hair one last time before nodding. He sighed in relief and put his hat back on.

She playfully rolls her eyes as they pass by a blue Volkswagen microbus driven by the ginger man from the audience. "Hey, Danny is it? Well done." He says, briefly stopping the two. "Nice potato. Wren's told us about you." He nodded over to said girl, who had a smile on her face.

Danny holds up a finger. "Uh...I..." He decides to forgo correcting him and just sighs but smiles. "Thank you, Mr..." He trails off as Wren whispers in his ear, "Mr.McNutt." "Mr.McNutt."

Mr.McNutt nods his head as the farmer girl and star boy pile into the van. "And, Wren! Phenomenal script my dear!"

She smiles and nods her head. "Thanks, Mr.McNutt, but all I did was make a few tweaks here and there." The two fist bump as she begins to walk off before she pauses. "Oh, by the way, he was a chickpea, not a potato." She good heartedly chuckles as he nods his head and apologizes.

She waves it off, and right before she can finally leave, she was pulled into a back hug, making her let out a startled choke as she nearly tumbles backward. "Bye, Birdie!" Bernadette says as she joins the others in the van.

Wren lets out a cough before giggling. "Bye, Gingy."

A knocking is heard as Wren looks over and sees Bernadette's sister eagerly waving bye to her through the back window as she shouts, "Bye-bye, Birdie!"

Wren giggles again and waves back. "Bye, lil' one." She and Danny finally continue home. She noticed he was giving her a playfully exasperated look, making her lightly scoff. "What?"

"How are you so popular in town?" He asks, semi-jokingly but also seriously.

She thinks for a moment before nonchalantly shrugging. "Simple." She pauses for dramatic effect before pulling him in and giving him a noogie. "I actually talk to people!" The two laugh as they continue on, playfully shoving each other.

Back in the minivan, everyone was buckling up as Bernadette asks the adults, "So guys, did you like the show?"

Her dad turns around and puts his chin on his hand as he responds, "I absolutely loved it."

"Sweet." She replies happily. "All of it?"

"Well..." Her mom begins, trailing off in a sing-song voice as she nods her head so-so. "I wasn't completely sure about all the story changes, Bernie."

She lets out a surprised, "Oh."

The Indian woman turns to her as she says, "Yeah, and some of the dialogue was a bit..." She trails off as she thinks of the word before blankly saying, "modern."

"That was the whole point." Bernadette explains. "What about the jokes?"

"I don't think Jesus and jokes go together, dear." The blonde woman delicately admits, glancing at the girl over her shoulder.

"So, let's get this clear." Bernadette says, holding a finger up. "You liked everything except the story, dialogue and jokes? That only leaves the title."

Harry perks up. "Oh, yes." He glances over his shoulder at her before blankly saying, "Hated the title."

Bernadette quietly scoffs, slouching in her seat. "Clearly the Christmas revolution is going to have to wait, Evie." She says to her younger sister, who looks up at her with wide eyes after having undone one of the fasteners of her booster seat. "At least Wren liked it." She mutters under her breath with a smile.

"You mean your girlfriend~." The girl who played Mary teasingly says as the other girl goes 'Ohhhhh~' and the boy fake gags. She gives them a playful glare, lightly kicking their seat as they all chuckle, even the adults (minus Harry).

~~~~~~~~~~

Somewhere else, Mrs.Beccles is riding her bike as her husband's butt was accidentally in her face. She leans back and says, "Oh. Steady on, Basil.

Basil was riding a dual bike with Mrs.Beccles as he looks back towards the twins, "Come on, keep up, tortoises."

Sam begins to rant to her parents about what had happened behind the scenes at Charlie does some tricks behind her. "Charlie was so late. I've never been more terrified."

"Yes, you have." Charlie rebuts, biking next to her without hands for a moment. "You're frightened of everything."

"Am not."

"Climate change, bee extinction, bees full stop. Thursdays. Me doing something naughty and getting caught. Me doing something and not getting caught. Clowns. Safety pins. Unsafe pins." Charlie takes a deep breath as she teasingly asks, "Did I miss anything?"

"Infinity." Sam says with wide eyes. "There's just so much of it."

"I rest my case!" Charlie says as she bikes off.

Sam watches as their mum tries to warn Charlie to watch out for a puddle, but she was already riding through it with a whoop as they all stop and call out her name.

~~~~~~~~~~

A scenic scene of the snow free town of Wellington-on-Sea is show as the Volkswagen is driving towards a bridge.

"It's a very lovely town, Wellington. One of my favorites in all of England."

The car shake from the bumps of the bridge.

"A seaside world of bicycles, bumpy bridges, bad driving..."

The kids in the back raise their hands as they cheer from the bumps. The adults in the middle look used to it but unhappy (Indian woman), uncomfortable but bearing it (white woman), and just downright unamused (guess who...one more sec...Harry).

"Into the hairpin..." Mr.McNutt announces, turning the wheel as Mrs.McNutt holds on for dear life.

They drive into a street that has string lights strung from left to right with Christmas decorations on every building as people walk about their everyday lives.

"...sparkly streets and a boatload of wonderful Christmas traditions organized by my old pal, Lighthouse Bill."

In the center of the town a huge Christmas tree can be seen with the towns statue just a bit before it. A fireman is putting up the star on top of the tree as a sign is being put up. It says, in big white fancy font on a holly red banner "Wellington-on-Sea: Christmas Tree Sing Along".

Bill was hanging up a poster of the Christmas events that include "Christmas Parade", obviously "Christmas Tree Sing Along", and "Boxing Day Swim". Next to it is a picture of carolers.

As the Volkswagen passes him, Bill gives the workers a thumbs up. "Looking good, chaps!" He says with a smile.

"Everyone very keen on Christmas..."

Rudolph the Reindeer is even attached to a person's mobility scooter as they ride through the town as the old man on it waves to the passing Volkswagen. "Evening, McNutts!"

"...and I mean everyone."

Two wiener dogs are sniffing each others butts as they wear a snowman and turkey costumes.

In a more secluded part of the town the Volkswagen pulls into the cul-de-sac as Mr.McNutt laughs with glee. "Ah, at last." says Mrs.McNutt.

"Okay, neighbors," Mr.McNutt says as he pulls to a full stop, "abandon chariot."

The drivers side mirror falls off as the other adults leave the vehicle, Mr.McNutt leaning out the window to try and catch it. The Indian woman nearly leaps out of the vehicle as she almost looks like she wants to throw up. "I'm never setting foot in this wretched sardine can again." Harry harshly whispers to his wife as the two exit. She shushes him and pushes him further from the vehicle.

The children exit next as they say, "Thanks, Driver McNutt."

He fixes the mirror as he happily says, "My pleasure, kids. Last school run tomorrow then after my delightful sister's wedding," scratch that, I'm positive the woman did throw up, "the Barn Family Christmas bonanza begins."

The farmer girl lets out a 'Whoo' as the kids and Mr.McNutt say in unison, "Best Christmas ever!"

"Same Christmas, always." Bernadette mutters under her breath with a small eyeroll as she leaves the vehicle.

~~~~~~~~~~

Danny and Wren arrive home as she holds the open. "Hi, Mum." The two greet as Danny walks in and turns on the lights.

Wren closes and locks the door as Danny begins to get out of his coat as he looks around their house in slight confusion. "Mum?"

Wren hangs up her own coat before seeing a sticky note next to the pegs. She taps his shoulder, making him turn and see it. He hangs his coat up as Wren grabs it and he reads it over her shoulder with her as her voice mentally plays in their heads as they do so.

"Hi my loves!
Danny: Fab chickpea acting!
Wren: Wonderful job directing!
Sorry I had to leave ☹️
How'd it go?"

Danny and Wren playfully sigh as they look at each other before Danny begins. "Well, it would have been better if Dad had turned up." The two walk towards the kitchen.

Wren can't help but let out a scoff under her breath and roll her eyes. When she catches Danny looking at her with a hopeful look, she puts on a half smile and shrugs. "I guess."

He smiles at her thankfully before turning back around and continuing. "And if the most beautiful and cleverest girl on Earth hadn't totally ignored me. It was a disaster."

"Kinda~ you're fault for not even trying to talk to her, bugger." Wren brings up in a sing-song voice as he flushes but can't help an embarrassed chuckle. "And besides, I think the actual disaster was all the mishaps. I mean, how could things have gone so wrong so fast!"

The two chuckle as he pulls out some Orange Juice that also had sticky notes.

"That's nice..."

Wren laughs seeing the note after what the two just said.

"My shift ends at midnight"

"Dinner's in the oven..."

Danny playfully rolls his eyes as Wren grabs some cups. On one is another sticky note.

"Overcooked brown slop
You're welcome!"

"Thanks, Mum." Wren says as she goes towards the oven. She glances over her shoulder and tells Danny with a amused smirk, "Overcooked brown slop sounds good for tonight? ...Again?" They chuckle again as she goes to open the oven but stops at another sticky note on the handle.

"Love you little slugs"

The two smile at each other as Wren flips the note.

"and one day she will too 🙂"

Wren nudges Danny with a smirk as he playfully rolls his eyes at the two. "See, she believes in you."

As Wren turns the oven off the oven and opens it, Danny says, "Yeah, but you have no room to talk. Your crush actually talks to you. Every day, might I add." He smugly crosses his arms as it's her turn to roll her eyes.

"Yeah, maybe." Wren says with a shrug as she takes out the slop. "But she only sees me as a friend, and that's all she'll ever see me as." She pauses as he notices one final note. She takes off the (slightly burnt) sticky note as he looks over her shoulder.

"and you and 'Gingy' will be more than just 'best friends' one day too 🙂"

It's Danny's turn to give a smirk. Wren's face flushes a bit before she let's out a light hearted scoff, lightly rolls her eyes, and walks away.

~~~~~~~~~~

Back with the Beccles, they arrive back home. Charlie glances over her shoulder at Sam as she says, "Last one to the top is a rotten egg." She drops her bike as rushes inside.

"Charlie, be careful." Their mum warns.

"I'm not racing." Charlie denies. Sam leans her bike against the wall as she follows after. "I just want to be in bed by nine." Charlie was throwing her boots and helmet on the ground as she races up the stairs with Sam in tow.

"You can't catch me!" Charlie taunts from behind their bedroom door. It flings open as she flings her scarf off and jump onto her bed. "Boo! I win again."

Sam had just came through the door not even a second later. She rests her hands on her knees as she breaths heavily.

"Is there nothing I'm not good at?" Charlie rhetorically asks, grabbing a magazine and cutting out a picture.

"Yes." Sam says, looking at her twin. "Being good." All the other does is groan. "Don't you think you should tidy those things up before Santa comes?" She says, referring to...well, Charlie's side of the room period.

Said girls simply looks under her bed before finding something and pulling it out.

Sam pushes something back onto Charlie's side of the room as she looks up. "Wow." Sam says in awe, seeing the posters her sister hung up of some people playing guitars. "Those are new."

"Yep." Charlie says. "Just dropping a hint for Santa."

"I like those shiny guitars too." Sam looks at her own, much calmer looking, poster of the same guitar. "In fact, it's top of my wish list."

"Those are not "shiny guitars". They are Single Cone National Resonators." Charlie corrects. (A/N: ...the way I looked up what type of guitar it was for like 10 mins just for this kid to say it not even a second later, my god) She stands on her bed and hangs up a ransom note looking...note. "And there you go."

"SaNTA! gIMME OR ELSE..."

Sam looks anxiously at her sister after reading the note. "Or else what?"

"Or else I'll catch him in a sack and I'll shave off his beard." She says nonchalantly.

"You can't blackmail Santa, Charlie." Sam says.

Charlie scoffs and says, "Don't stress, Samski. The fat present dispenser gets me." She lays down in bed before immediately sitting back up with a gasp and looking out her window. "Oh, look. It really is snowing now."

Sam gasps as well and looks out her own window. "Wow, so pretty."

"Yeah." Charlie agrees, nodding her head before she smirks. "Pretty big fun in store."

Sam sighs as she glances at her sister. "With you, Charlie, big fun always means big trouble." She glances down before gasping. "Oh, no."

"What?" It's Charlie's turn to glance at her sister.

Outside, a woman looking at her phone is holding the leash of a...tan dog with a missing patch of long fur around his stomach. It was sniffing the ground, and takes a few steps as the owner tries to roughly tug it back.

"Don't tell me that was Buddy's hair in your beard?"

"Maybe." Child had the audacity to shrug.

"Seriously. If you do one more naughty thing," Sam says with concern, "Santa won't leave you any presents at all and then it'll be the worst Christmas ever." She anxiously holds her braids as she look back out at the gentle snow.