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Here Comes Peter Cottontail: NAP Style 4

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Chapter 4: (To Newer Holidays)

(Present Time: 20XX)

The man looked through his egg while mimicking the familiar rabbit.

Sassafrass: (mimics Irontail) Those eggs are done for! Whah ha ha ha ha ha!

Psycho: (pauses) Seriously, worst impression of Puzzletail ever.

Inez: I hate that guy.

Sassafrass: Yep, Ol' Irontail got real desperate and sent Montresal to smash Peter's eggs.

Chris: Yeesh. Wish we knew about that last year.

Bowser: Well trust us, Chrissy: you're better off.

Nack: Wow, we sure love to hear more of what happened next!

Inez: But Nack, you were there, remember?

Sassafrass: Yes, so why bother wanting to know more if you knew?

Nack: Psy has a short term memory. We had to bring him back to speech every once in a while.

Psycho: Yeah, I-(notices) So who's this guy?

Sassafrass: Oh, I see what you mean.

Cream: That and our friends need to know too.

Cheese: (nods) Chao.

Cream: May I look in the egg next, please?

Sassafrass: Sure, Cream.

She took the egg, looking inside while the familiar voice was heard while the picture of Irontail was shown.

Irontail's Voice: Those eggs are done for! Ah ha ha ha ha ha! Ah ha ha ha ha!

(The Past: 2 Years Ago)

Back in the past, the bat kept flying with the basket and females struggling.

Rouge: Put us down, you jerk!!

Down below, the gang in mobile got on.

Sleet: Take off, Antoine!

Peter: We gotta catch those eggs and girls before they hit the ground!

Antoine, pulling a lever, activated the machine. Finally, the machine began flying upward.

Hampton: But guys, what about Batula?

Nack: Eh, he'll catch up soon...maybe.

Bowser Jr.: Awww, I was hoping to see if any animatronics were gonna show up.

Peter: (confused) That's not part of Halloween.

Miss Calamity: YOU never went to Freddy's.

Nack: And trust us, Peter, you're better off not doing so!

Back in his lair, Irontail glared through his egg in anger.

Irontail: Great twisted tarantulas! Hold those eggs, Montresal! Hold on! I don't care what you do with the females!

Girls: UGH! DISGUSTING!

Irontail: Except for THAT! I may be bad but I got standards.

Back in the sky, the bat, continuing to fly, waved the basket around with a few eggs dropping.

Sarah: Uh oh. He's dropping eggs! (tries reaching) I'll get 'em.

Rouge: (notices) Sarah, wait! No!!

It was too late as the shirt sleeves and Rouge's gloves ripped, causing the females to fall with Rouge trying to catch the girl and eggs.

Rouge: (snatches her) I gotcha!

Sarah: But who has you?

Down below, Peter's group noticed the eggs falling while the animals and girl quickly grabbed each one falling, neither noticing the two females falling downward before finally hearing their screams.

Both: AHHHH!!

Nack & Psycho: (realizes) Rouge/Sarah!!

They looked down in worry while Rouge tried extending, though noticing one of the wings bent.

Rouge: Ugh, stupid wing got bent! It'll take a week to heal!

Sarah: (worried) Oh no!! (notices) And we're almost close to the ground!!

They screamed before a black swoosh snatched the two before, back with Peter's group, as the others caught the other eggs, the basket was let go, landing on Peter's ear, which was caught.

Antoine: So how did we do, eh?

Babs: Got all the eggs.

They looked at the familiar giant vampire bat landing as the girls were dropped in the mobile.

Both: Ungh!!

Nack: (frowns) What took ya so long?

Batula: To be honest...I had a few things to think about before I saw vhat happened.

Nack: And did you HAVE to catch her like that? Rouge isn't into you!

Batula: (dryly) Oh like SHE is to you at zis time!!

Both glared in annoyance.

Peter: (surprised) I didn't know you had a vampire of your own.

Plucky: Oh that? It's a funny story-

Inez: (interrupts) Come on, guys, we've got to get back to Halloween so we can give these eggs to the ghosts.

Antoine: That, I'm afraid, mes amis Peter, is impossi.

Inez: Oh Cheese and Sprinkles!!

Cream: Oh dear...

Dingo: Damn...that sucks.

(Present Time: 20XX)

The man, still looking through the egg, looked at the gang.

Sassafrass: No, they couldn't go back, but Antoine had to land the craft so he could continue his repairs.

Mr. Stubborn: His repairs are cheap!!

Mr. Grumpy: (glares) Why are you with us again, Stubborn?

Miss Chatterbox: We were about to learn that Antoine stopped.

Sassafrass: (looks at them) And where do you think they came down?

(The Past: 2 Years Ago)

The gang looked down as they headed toward the calendar.

Nic: Hang on, we're coming down!!

Bowser: There better be SOMETHING to land besides lava!

The gang glanced at the ground while Peter and Antoine noticed themselves heading to the "Thanksgiving" calendar before they crashed through it, then landed.

Peter: Thanksgiving! (smiles) Oh, just smell all those goodies cooking down there.

Psycho: Yeah! Let's kill the turkey!!!

Nack: Uh let's deliver eggs first before you resort to traumatizing Peter and Cream.

Psycho: Spoil sport.

Later, when they landed, Peter, dressed in feathers with ears tied, grinned to his comrades, twirling a bit.

Peter: How do I look?

Antoine: (glances) What are you supposed to be exactly? Huh? An Easter Turkey or a Thanksgiving Bunny?

Then, surprisingly, the rabbit's ear drooped down and made the trombone dragging sound again.

Peter: Oh great.

Sleet: Again with that ear!

Plucky: You didn't tell a fib that time! Or do you sense trouble again?

Peter: Neither, I don't know why it drooped that time. Must be on the fritz like the machine! Anyway, who cares? As long as I can give away these eggs.

Miss Calamity: I doubt it. I mean we should've come in the morning, you know.

Bowser: (scoffs) Eh, they'll be hungry enough for those eggs.

Nack: Eggs can be good when it comes to making cake.

Mr. Bump: Can't we just throw eggs at them like Junior and the others did to Miss Naughty and Mr. Rude and be done with it?

Don: And ruin the plot?

A bit later, near a table, a man sighed as he wiped his mouth with a napkin before looking at Peter's group while the family looked at them.

Man: Eggs? (hiccups) Don't mention food to me. I'm stuffed to the gills after this Thanksgiving feast.

Three: We're all stuffed!

Cream: (looks down) Oh...

They looked down with the egg placed in the basket with some of the feathers falling off as the narration continued.

Sassafrass' Voice: Everybody everywhere was so stuffed that Peter and friends couldn't give away a single egg.

Some time later, the mobile flew before going toward the calendar marked "Christmas" with the snow pouring.

Peter: (shivers) Boy, it's c-c-cold.

Antoine: (sarcastically) Thank you for zis information, I do not realize this otherwise, eh. (sneezes) Ah-choo!!

Cream: Bless you.

Psycho: Oh goodie! We get to see Santa! (pauses) I forget. Is it still Sora?

At that moment, the gang heard jingle bell noises, looking up.

Peter: (points) Guys, look up there!!

To their notice, they saw many reindeer with a familiar red nose reindeer and a familiar key blade wielding immortal flying in the sky.

Most: (grins) Santa Claus!

Cream: But why does he look like a boy?

Psycho: As much as I hate to say it, it's a long story.

Nack: One that is too confusing and complicated to explain right now.

Nic: There's Rudolph too.

Peter: That's why it's so cold!!

Antoine: Well, it must be Noel, Christmas Eve!

Plucky: (looking) Hey, he's still eating the those anti-vampire cookies Billy and I made!

Hampton: And milk! It really IS the previous year!

As he said that, Batula, secretly glancing downward, looked at the familiar scene of Knuckles, ducking from the gunshots before a figure jumped in the lake before the red echidna, shivering with worry, took the gun with shock.

Batula: (sighs/to himself) Unfortunately...

Psycho: Hee hee hee. I'm sure Sora and Ariel are getting along fine.

Nack: (pause) Wait, was there anything Nezzie wanted to tell us about that?

Inez: (quickly) Uh no, no! Nothing. It's nothing at all.

Mr. Bump: But you were telling me and Junior and the other time travelers during the Bad Fur Day that-

Quickly, Junior and Inez quickly slapped his mouth shut.

Inez: (sweatdrops) I said nothing!!

Antoine, meanwhile, glared in annoyance toward the controls.

Antoine: These stupid controls are still all wet!

Bowser: (snaps) It's snowing! What do you expect!?

Bowser Jr.: (annoyed) Oh great, make it icy wet, why don't ya?

Peter: (waves) Hi, Santa. Hi!

Nic: Hey, Santa!

Dingo: And hello, Rudolph!!

Sora: Hey, guys.

Sleet: Watch out for Irontail, Santa.

Psycho: I like the different names to call Screwtail better.

Sora: Oh, I'm not afraid. He-he-he-he. (glances) Say, you guys look familiar.

Cream: Oh that's a long story we'll tell you later.

Cheese: Chao chao.

Sora: Especially the two weasels. Reminds me of two ones I met years ago when I was still a toymaker.

Miss Calamity: What are you talking about?

Sora: Anyway, (waves) Merry Christmas, Peter and friends! Merry Christmas!!

Peter: (waves) Same to you, Santa!

Nic: Later, Rudolph!

As he departed, Dingo realized something.

Dingo: Wait, I didn't get this year's Christmas present.

Don: (sighs) You'll get over it.

Peter: (realizes) Hey! I know how to give these eggs away!

Bowser Jr.: Somehow I won't like where this is going.

Later, out in the streets, as voices were heard singing, some familiar figures as Santa and elves were showing eggs.

Voices: (singing) We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year!

The rabbits rang their bells with Peter acting in a jolly voice.

Peter: (jolly voice) Ho ho ho ho ho ho! Merry Christmas! I'm the Santa Bunny here with my trusty elves.

Buster: Get your free Christmas eggs here!

Babs: Eat 'em or use 'em to decorate your tree.

Peter: Ho ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!

Psycho: But be careful: Bad Idea. Looking for Eggs on Christmas morning.

Plucky, as a reindeer, looked insulted.

Plucky: You're dead to me.

The caterpillar peeked from the fake beard as he glanced.

Antoine: So, mes amis, how goes the egg business?

Peter: (sighs) Not so good. The street's deserted.

Antoine: Of course. Everyone has finished with zheir Christmas shopping, and our now home snug and warm. You are too late again, mes amis.

Batula: I kind of figured zat vhen I saw Knuckles being framed in zis era.

Peter: (sighs) I guess so, it seemed like such a good idea.

Antoine: Well, at least I, too, am snug and warm. (ducking down) Oh ho ho ho.

The gang glanced a bit.

Cream: (saddened) This isn't very Christmasy, is it?

Cheese: Chao...

Cream: I...I guess we have to go home now. (saddened) Easter is ruined because of us. We didn't mean to sleep in. (teary) I feel like it's all our fault...especially mine.

Inez: Cream...

They watched Cream cradling herself before Peter, noticing her sulking, looked seriously to her.

Peter: (seriously) No...I shouldn't have made you this worried if I knew this was going to happen. Cream...we WILL get those to the children. I promise. I don't know how, but I WILL find a way.

Just then, the gang heard crying before looking around.

Peter: Gee, who's crying?

Babs: Well don't look at me.

Plucky: She's in front of you. The rabbit you were talking to?

Peter: (annoyed) I meant one NOT Cream, dummy.

Inez: It's coming from...over there.

Babs: (looking) Yeah, I see it.

Peter: Sounds like it is coming from that hat shop.

They began departing.

Bowser: By the way, word of advice: Next time you want something done right, let ME dress as Santa next time.

Miss Calamity: (frowns) You'd probably steal presents if you did that.

Bowser: So what's your point?

Mr. Bump: Didn't you do that twice in one lifetime in both the North Pole AND Dinosaur Land, Koopa Claus?

Bowser: (hits him) You, shut up!!

The rabbits hopped over to the window with the others following, looking inside as they saw a pink bonnet.

Peter: Gee, it's Bonnie!

Some: Who?

Cowards: AHHHH! BONNIE THE BUNNY!!!!

Miss Calamity: No, no, not that Bonnie, this one is a real rabbit and a girl.

Peter: You're wrong, Miss C. (points) Bonnie Bonnet. She's from April Valley, one of the talking hats. She left April Valley years ago.

Batula: A talking bonnet?

Psycho: There's something you don't see every day.

Hampton: The hat looks so clean.

Miss Calamity: Wait, it was a hat? I thought it was someone hiding behind it. Hats don't talk!

Mr. Bump: Apparently you have forgotten "Make Mine Music".

The window was knocked before Peter waved.

Peter: Hi, Bonnie! Why you crying?

The bonnet, which had a flower with a face, looked saddened.

Bonnie: (teary) Oh, Peter, I'm so glad to see you, baby. (whining) Nobody wants me! What a way for a lady to end up, unbought on Christmas Eve!

She weeped some more, much to the concern of most outside.

Mr. Bump: What a coincidence, just like Johnny Fedora after Alice was bought and sold.

Peter: Wait a minute!

They walked inside with Cream looking at the hat.

Cream: Wait a minute, what if we do something for you, Miss Bonnie?

Cheese: Chao.

Bonnie: Would you, really?

Clerk: (notices) Sorry, but I'm closing up.

Peter: Bu-but you can't leave Bonnie all alone on Christmas Eve.

Cream: He's right. An unbought hat who weeps like that? It's just not right.

Plucky: (frowns) Tell that to my mom.

Buster: Plucky, do you even remember what your mom looks like?

Plucky: She got legs, right?

Clerk: (scoffs) That ridiculous hat! Who wants an Easter bonnet this time of year?

Peter: I'll take her. I'm sure my friends and I can find a home for Bonnie.

Clerk: You, a silly little rabbit and animal friends? Whatever would you use for money?

Peter: Oh, I have lots of money.

Just then, the ear drooped once more.

Peter: Darn it.

Mr. Bump: (shows something) How about these pencil shavings. That counts as money, right?

Clerk: No.

Dingo: Aw crap! And I suppose lint is out of the question, too!

Peter: Oh wait a minute. We'll trade you our Christmas eggs for Bonnie?

Clerk: (skeptical) Christmas eggs?

Peter: Yeah, see? (points) In the basket on the sidewalk.

He pointed to the colorful eggs decorated for Christmas as she noticed, smiling.

Clerk: Why they're beautiful!

Most: Deal?

Clerk: Deal!

Bonnie: (sing-songy/Chibi smiles) Deal!

Peter: Deal!

Antoine: (peeks from beard) Deal?

They laughed a bit before the bunny removed the fake beard and hat.

Peter: Gee, I forgot I was wearing this Santa suit.

The beard and hat were placed on the counter.

Bowser: I STILL say I should dress as Santa next time.

Miss Calamity: I don't trust a Santa who's only gonna take presents for himself.

Bowser: So?

Just then, they heard the clerk screaming.

Buster: What is it?

Clerk: (points) Somebody's stealing the Christmas eggs!

They looked outside, noticing the familiar gray rabbit with black hair near the eggs.

Clerk: It's another rabbit!

Nack: (glares) Twizzlertail!!

Clerk: Twizzler? It's more like iron.

Psycho: We've been giving that guy so many nicknames for his tail, we're kinda running low on items what to call his prostetic tail instead of iron.

Dingo: What's September Crisptail doing with that basket?

The rabbit outside chuckled as he picked up the basket.

Irontail: (sing-songy) Careless, careless! Hee hee hee hee! Mustn't let these things lie about. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!

His tail clanged once more as the rabbit backed away from the window while the gang tried going outside, though winced as they grunted, trying to get out at the same time.

Irontail: Yes, Peter Cottontail and woozles, this time, I'm personally taking care of these eggs!

Hampton: (struggles) Agh! We can't get out!!

Don: (sweatdrops) Probably shouldn't have tried to get out along with Dingo.

Sleet: (snaps) What the hell is your problem, dummy?!

Dingo: Aw come on. He was gonna grab it and I was gonna go out first!

Nic: (struggling) This is ridiculous!!

Rouge: (grunting) He's getting away!!

Sarah: (worried) Oh dear!!

Nack: Crap, and we're stuck because the door's too small!!

Bowser Jr.: Dang it, shouldn't have left my 9 iron back home!

Plucky: (grunts) Bowser, Don, you guys are going on a diet!!

Inez: (tries pushing) Ugh, he's right. It all comes down from eating too much!!

Don: (grunting) Ungh! No, it comes down from doors ain't big enough!!

Nack: Someone stop Ratty Tail!

Irontail: (leans close to him) Ratty Tail? So stuck, you can't even come up with better insults for me? He-he-he.

He slapped Nack's face.

Nack: AGH!!

Irontail: Maybe THAT will teach you idiots for running over my tail!!

Psycho: Eh? What do you-

Irontail: (darts off) And now, I take my leave!

As it clanged, the rabbit got on to his bat comrade whom was waiting.

Irontail: Away! Away, Montresal! Awaaaaayyy!!

Finally, the bat with rabbit flew away just as the others were shoved to the ground and the rabbits and vampire with Inez peeked.

Peter: Come back! Come back with those eggs!

Psycho: Ow...hurts so much.

Plucky: (frowns) This is why I recommended the diet, Don and Bowser.

Both: (punches him) Shut up!

Back in the store, the caterpillar inside the beard struggled while trying to escape the beard.

Antoine's Voice: I too insist that you return zose eggs!

Up above, Irontail looked back at where Peter's group was with a cruel grin.

Irontail: I shall hide these eggs where you will never find them again! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ah ha ha ha ha!

The cruel laughing rabbit kept laughing as he with his bat flew up into the night.

(End of Chapter 4)
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Ugh! Irontail is a jerk. Our heroes must take him down somehow.