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The Bad Guys gathered on the roof of their secret lair later that night. "Nice going, Fin Bro!" Shark said, lifting Piranha into the air to celebrate.
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"But I wasn't quite as ready to celebrate--yet" Mason says.

"Why not Wolf?" Pandora asked.
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"What if it wasn't enough?" he said, unable to keep himself from worrying "If folks don't stay home to celebrate tomorrow, we won't be able to clean the city out."

"Wolfie," Snake said soothingly. "It's late. We did the best we could. If not this year, there's always next."
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"But as always Wolf wasn't willing to give up" snake said.
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There was always more that could be done.

"No," He said. "We-we just need something big to push holiday spirit in the city over the edge."

Shark smiled sweetly. "You can stop dropping hints now, Wolf, he said, nodding "T'll do it. I'll perform my one-shark Christmas villains showcase. I don't know where I'm going to find twenty tons of fake snow on such short notice, but I'm a professional, so I'll find a way."
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"One Shark Christmas villain show case? What's that?" Pandora had to asked.

"You don't wanna know." Mason says.
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Wolf snapped his fingers. "Shark, that's it! If we made it snowy, the holiday spirit would be undeniable. There'd be no stopping us, then!"

"Finally,"  Webs whooped. She'd been waiting for someone to make this exact suggestion. It was her big moment. "A chance to hack the atmosphere! I actually have an app for that. We're good with a little collateral flooding, right?" She began to type away, preparing for the very hack job she'd been waiting to do.

"Or-" Wolf said, holding out a hand to stop Webs before she went too far with what was surely a disaster waiting to happen. "We just steal the snow machine at the ski resort."
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"I didn't know the city had a ski resort?" Viper says.

"It does around Christmas" Pepé says.

"And webs, an app that can hack into the atmosphere, doesn't seem a bit...dangerous or villainy?" Pandora asked.

"We're bad guys sweetie, it's what we do." Tara said.

"Don't you mean used to do" Hubert reminded webs, "we have kids now. Now used his trail to brush Pandora's head and ears, "We can't risk that."

"Ok a reminder, this was before we had kids and besides at I'm not the only who's been doing the stupid Christmas villain showcase to princess every year for Christmas." Drago said as he  looks at Shark who was looking nervous.

"What?" Wolf says as he and snake turn to shark.

"Oh, so that's the Christmas villain show case."

"Shark?" Snake scold him.

"I-geez, well it's a Christmas tradition but at least I'm not the one teaching the kids how to hack." Lou turns to webs.

"What?"

"Oh yeah well at I don't steal for the kids huh snake."

"Tell that to piranha who's always singing Christmas villain songs to her" Hubert said.

"Hey!" Pepé said insulted.

Soon everyone started bickering at the same time, wolf could see it was scaring the kids.

"Ok everyone stop, you're scaring the kids." Mason says as he stands up.

Everyone turns to the kids to see her look frightened.

"Sorry kids" Lou said as he sits down.

"Sorry kids" Tara said next.

"Sorry señora." Pepé frowns.

"Sorry kiddies." Miguel said.

"Sorry younglings." Drago said.

Then Snake pulls Pandora closer towards him.

"Okay since Pandora and my kids can't be trusted with any of you I'm keeping them close to me." Hubert said.

"Princess..." Mason grabs her, "if you had a favorite holiday shaved ice flavor what would it be?" He asked.

Pandora thought for a minute and said: "Christmas cookies"

"Of course it would anyway as I was saying"
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Piranha shook his head. "Even with your driving, we'll never get there and back in time."

Snake, who'd been gazing out over the holiday scene below, suddenly had a different idea.

"What about that?" he said, nodding down at the shaved ice stand on the corner below.

Wolf grinned as he realized what his pal was suggesting.

"We use the shaved ice machine to make snow!" Wolf said.

"Not as exciting as altering Earth's weather through atmospheric geoengineering," Webs said sadly. "But I think I could make it work."
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"You used the shave ice machine to make it snow?" Pandora asked.

"I didn't think it was possible but yes." Mason said.

"And did it work?" Drake asked.

"Well you might say that." Mason said as he looked nervous about something.
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It was, once again, Shark's time to shine. Dressed as a holiday shopper, bogged down with presents, he approached the shaved ice stand. Shark dumped a load of bags and packages onto the counter and the vendor held a few in his arms while Shark pretended to get organized.

"Thank you" Shark said gratefully. "I'm all turned around. First, Christmas is canceled. Now maybe it's back on? So, I'm rebuying everything."

"Uh, sure," the vendor said, struggling to keep Shark's packages from toppling. "What flavor can I get you?"

Shark made himself as big as possible and answered, "Please describe them to me in great detail while I interrupt with all sorts of unnecessary questions."

While Shark did everything in his power to keep the shaved-ice-stand vendor busy, Snake snuck around the back of the stand. He quickly picked the simple lock to open the stand's door, and then signaled to Wolf and Webs that the coast was clear. The inside of the shaved ice stand was smaller than it looked from the outside. Wolf and Webs had to be extra careful as they tiptoed toward the ice machine. Though they moved as carefully as possible, Wolf acci dentally brushed against a stack of paper cones, which tumbled messily all over the floor.

Just as the vendor began to turn to see what had caused the commotion, Shark blurted out, "Hmmm does Mistletoe Mint taste more like missiles or toes?"

The vendor gave him a funny look. "Uh, it just tastes like mint.?"

The vendor began to spin around again, but that's when Shark barked, "Please maintain eye contact with me at all times!" More gently, he added, "I require trustworthiness from my frozen-delicacy suppliers."

"No one could've fallen for shark's disguise could they?" Princess says.

"And yet they did" wolf smirked, "everyone always falls for our disguises"

"Well not me, I can see right through you"

"And that what makes you so special." wolf says.

As soon as she reached the shaved ice machine,
Webs connected a technical device with a dial that spun from one to ten.

She leaned toward Wolf and said, "When I give you the signal, turn the dial up. A five should do it."

Wolf nodded, watching as Webs climbed higher to finalize their setup on the roof of the shaved ice stand. She and Piranha quickly worked together to attach a flexible metal duct onto the roof of the stand, then pointed it toward the street.

Webs nodded. "All set, Wolfie," she muttered into her communications unit. "Fire her up."
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"And that would've done it?" Willow asked.

"Well It would've worked but someone decided to play cocky." Webs turns towards Wolf, "you see doing as he'd been told."
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Wolf spun the dial to five.. but then paused to consider if that was enough. If five was good enough, wouldn't ten be even better?

"Nothing is going to get in the way of our Holiday Heist-tacular," he reasoned aloud. He spun the dial all the way up, and then quickly fled out the back door of the shaved ice stand.

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"He thought turning it up to ten was a good idea." Tara says.

"So what happened next?" Mason Jr. asked.

"What happened next was called: The Greatest Snowstorm ever Created" Miguel says.