NAP Presents: The Sora Clause 2 7

Chapter 7: (Christmas in School)

Later, at the party, as a song was playing, a few people were chatting, one holding a plate looked bored. A woman offered him chips with him shaking his head.

It's been a blue
Holiday

One staff member was playing with chips to make it like a house while a teacher looked at her watch, yawning a bit as some people sat and looked bored.

Since you've been gone
Oh, my darling

A few talked while some sat down with one snoring.

Won't you
Hurry, hurry home

As that was happening, the familiar figures looked at the depressing party with the children looking worried.

It's been a blue
Holiday...

Apple Bloom: Gosh, they really done have nothin' to do here.

Asriel: (nods) It's like they lost something in their lives or something.

Psycho: Ah, they're probably just bored.

Dingo: And I thought the fight before that one Christmas with Hiram was bad.

Nack: Well, someone do something. If I get bored, I may end up drinking.

Most: (sweatdrops) Again?

Psycho: Only if I spike the punch like Gogo did.

Ariel and Sora, meanwhile, glanced as they drank some punch.

Ariel: I owe you one.

Sora: (pauses) Come on. It's a great party.

He pointed to one teacher slightly moving his arms around, trying to hold his head.

Sora: Look. That guy moved.

He then looked back at her.

Sora: Yeah. Would you excuse me?

Ariel: (nods) Mm-hm.

Sora: (to the Freelancers) Guys, come with me. I got an idea.

Psycho: Sing Grandma Got Run Over By A  Reindeer?

Sora: Better.

The Freelancers nodded, following Sora as the party continued. Then, the music stopped with some feedback heard, much to the crowd's notice. They looked, noticing a huge tree on the stage.

Mr. Lancer: What the-!? When did we get a tree?!

Sora's group peeked from the curtain, looking at the crowd muttering in confusion.

Sora: Could I have your attention? Your attention, please!

The crowd, including Ariel, noticed the bounty hunters with Sora.

Sweetie: What are they up to?

Sora: (smiles) There we go. Hi. I'm Sora Strife and I just thought I'd step up here and...and uh say the word that we've all been longing to hear. (shouts) FIRE!! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

Miss Calamity: Is that suppose to be funny? Because I'm not laughing.

Mr. Bump: GAH! A FIRE?! SAVE YOURSELF, FREDBEAR!!!

Mr. Bump; quickly throws Fredbear at Bowser Jr., causing it to land on him, much to his annoyance.

Bowser Jr.: Someone get this freakin' bear off of me!

Sora looked at the crowd glancing a bit.

Sora: (chuckles) OK. What I think, folks, is that a lot of you have forgotten what the true spirit of Christmas is all about. Mm?

Nack: (approaching) Sora's got a point. If you're not willing to dance or laugh or flirt or risk the buffet, I don't think we have much choice.

Sora: (smiles) So before the choir gets out here I say we rock this house with a secret Santa! Huh?

Ariel, concerned, went toward the stage with Miss Calamity's group, concerned, approaching as well.

Sora: (dancing) Ariel, happy, happy Christmas!

Ariel: (points) I think they're just decorations for the carollers.

Psycho: Oh my gosh! (to the crowd) You hear that? (pointing) She's afraid these are decorations for the carolling. I think the girl's is right about the carolling! He-he-he.

Sora: I'm talking about the packages that (whispers) are backstage.

Ariel: (shakes her head) There aren't any packages backstage.

Sora: Ohh! There's none back there. (sighs) So I was mistaken when I saw this bag of gifts.

He walked toward where the backstage was.

Sora: Maybe I'm wrong, but it sure looks like a bag of gifts.

The crowd glanced a bit.

Sora's Voice: (backstage) Ohh! It's heavy like a bag of gifts. Help me out, will ya?

She glanced at the hunters following Sora, then helping him drag what seemed to be a big red bag with items.

Sora: Look at this! What's in here?

Ariel looked stunned at what she saw.

Sleet: No idea, but it's very heavy, very heavy.

Nack: Now what could be in here?

Psycho: Oooh! Issue of Mobius Legends???

The first box was pulled out with the kids looking at the name.

Scootaloo: Who's Mr. Falluca?

The balding man looked a bit confused.

Mr. Falluca: Oh that's me.

Sora: Uh you use to be called Double F, right?

He slightly nodded before the gift was given to him.

Br'er Rabbit: Merry Christmas, Double F. Ah take care o' it if Ah was yew.

The teacher nodded, taking it before opening it. He gasped, looking surprised at his gift.

Mr. Falluca: No way. (smiles) This is Toss Across! I used to love this when I was a kid! (confused) But I never told anybody. (looks around) Where did...? Who did this?

Sora chuckled a bit secretly a bit with Ariel even more confused and surprised.

Asriel: Okay, (reading) uh, "Telstaff" was it?

The coach named Telstaff approached the group.

Br'er Bear: Whoa, 'dere she is! (shows the gift) Merry Christmas.

Telstaff: (takes it) Thanks. Hope it's what I think it is.

Br'er Fox: What 'de?! Mr. Lancer's name is in one o' 'dem gifts?!

Mr. Lancer: (quickly) Uh that's me!

He pushed through some of the teachers.

Mr. Lancer: Sorry, Bertrand.

Sora: (smirks) Haven't changed a bit!

He took his gift.

Black Mamba: (shows another gift) Okay, nexxxt is Miss Ishiyama!

Miss Ishiyama: (waves) Here.

Sora: (smiles) There. Merry Christmas.

The gifts were opened up with each gasping in surprise.

Mr. Lancer: (amazed) Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots! Mint condition! This is incredible!

Telstaff: (amazed) The Holly Hobbie Oven!

Ariel began stuttering in shock.

Meowth: Don't babble like an idiot. Dingo's an expert on that.

Sonic: (smiles) Come on up and get the rest of your presents.

Tails: Can't wait all night for them, right?

Cosmo: So come on up.

Inez: And get your present!

Each teacher went up to the line with a man named Mr. Bickles looking around.

Mr. Bickles: Geraldine Waxelplax.

Waxelplax: (waves) Here!

Mr. Bickles: There she is.

The present was passed to her.

Mr. Bickles: Ms. Powers.

Ms. Powers: (waves) Hey!

Mr. Bickles: Mr. Birkenbake.

Mr. Birkenbake: (waving frantically) Here!

Mr. Bickles: (confused) Denzel Crocker?

The hunched teacher named Mr. Crocker popped from the crowd, waving frantically.

Crocker: Here!!

As that was happening, Sora looked at his watch, noticing it going down to "2".

Sora: (to himself) Cra. Cutting it close here.

Later, as the song, "Run Rudolph Run" was heard, the crowd was playing with their old school toys and items, each having a good time as they laughed happily. Each of them played with their specific toy, many of them enjoying themselves. As that happened, Meowth only took out the remaining boxes of gifts.

Meowth: Huh. We have some of these leftover for us.

Dr. Viper: AND Ariel.

Sora: I'll take care of Ariel.

Meowth: And I bet I got something cool in MY box.

He took the gift, looking at the people having fun before watching Mr. Bickles trying and failing to use the toss beans, accidentally making them go to Mr. Lancer and Mr. Falluca.

Mr. Falluca: Hey, you need a net.

Mr. Lancer: Not me!

Sora: (pats him) This is great.

Sora then walked passed by them, looking at Ariel.

Sora: (grins) Hey, party animal, you want to play?

Ariel: I just can't figure it out.

Sora: It's tic-tac-toe with beanbags. What's not to get?

Ariel: (shakes her head) No, I mean the secret Santa thing. Someone tracked down all those wonderful antique toys.

Sora: (shrugs) Probably someone who knows his way around eBay.

Ariel: (ponders) Yeah.

Sora: (nods) Yep.

Ariel: It was you. I know it was you. I just can't figure out...How did you do it?

Sora: You know, sometimes you don't need to know all the answers.

Swiper: It's true. Because sometimes, if you go searching for answers and get them, then what's the point of it all anyway? It's like having memories of another timeline or a plot line that goes nowhere and gets quickly abandoned!

Psycho: Happens to me and...(confused) WHERE THE HELL AM I?!

Sora: And speaking of which...

He then showed the box to her.

Sora: Even the principal needs a Christmas gift. Merry Christmas.

She took it, looking at it.

Sora: Come on, open it. Rip it open.

She began removing some of it.

Sora: Come on. We're not gonna save the paper.

Miss Calamity: (shocked) We aren't!?

She finally removed the wrapping, looking at Sora, then looking at the box with the cover on it. She opened it, then took out the doll, lifting its head a bit.

Ariel: (sighs) It's Baby Doll.

She struggled to control herself to the grinning friends as a small tear shedded.

Ariel: (voice breaking) Come here.

She motioned Sora to follow as he followed her.

Sora: Why?

Later, at the darkened halls where the exit was, Ariel looked seriously to the boy.

Ariel: Did you call the office?

Sora: No.

Ariel: Did they call you?

Sora: It's not like that.

Ariel: Did you investigate us?

Sora: No, I wouldn't do that.

She giggled a bit.

Ariel: Did you...? I told you about Baby Doll an hour ago, and...Did you send someone to...?

Both: No.

Ariel: (sighs) Well... I don't know how you did it. It's like some kind of magic.

Sora: (nods) Yeah, sort of like some kind of magic. (looks at his watch) And... and pretty much the last that I have.

Ariel: (confused) What? Well, what...? You know what? (pats her box) I don't want to know. (tries calming down) What you did in there tonight for everyone was wonderful. Thank you.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek, making Sora start blushing before Ariel looked down, realizing.

Ariel: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. (pauses) Is that OK?

Sora: (nods) Yeah. Got this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach.

He wiped some tears escaping his eyes a bit.

Sora: (nervously) I'm, um...I'm not...real good at this.

The two prepared to kiss a bit. However, before Ariel could, she noticed, by magic, a mistletoe with sparkling lights appearing above them, surprising her as the gang noticed.

Ariel: Where did that come from?

Sora: I don't know.

The two then looked at one another, then kissed with the others secretly watching.

Br'er Fox: (to himself) Reminds me o' when I use 'ta date yur granny, Swiper.

Most: Awwwwww!

Scootaloo & Psycho: (turning away) Ewwww!!

Cosmo: (frowns) Oh really now.

Back at the North Pole, Vantias, now in the thin black armor toy body with helmet on himself, glanced around.

Vantias: (waves) Hi! Merry Christmas! Ho-ho-ho!

The toys noticed the crowd continuing their work before Azreal sighed, shaking his head.

Vantias: Crud, this isn't working. Azreal, do something.

Azreal: (smirks) With pleasure. (shouts) CHAOS BUSTER!!

He blasted a machine with the buster, shutting the machine down with the crowd below yelping and stopping.

Vantias: Thank you. (to the crowd) Can I have your attention? Stop the work, please. Everybody stop the work. Merry Christmas!

The toy duck quacked a bit.

Vantias: That's nice. I have a little announcement to make.

The crowd looked at the two with the helmet briefly off a bit.

Vantias: From this moment forward, we're not gonna make any more toys.

The crowd looked confused while muttering a bit.

Vantias: (frowns) The children of the world don't deserve presents. They're running rampant with naughtiness.

The main elves looked more worried.

Vantias: This Christmas we're gonna give those greedy kids exactly what they deserve. (shows a coal piece) A beautiful, high-quality yet low-sulphur variety of coal!

Azreal: And those that tried to change that against us, we made sure we took them down until Krampus comes to take them away to punish them. Heck, I'm hoping Krampus takes ALL the naughty children away after what they pulled once they see the coals we'll give them.

Proud Heart: With all due respect, you're mad!

Treat Heart: Right! No kid in the world deserve that harsh treatment!

Crowd: YEAH!

The elves shouted and talked in anger while a few looked at one another.

Vantias: (glares) Quiet!

Azreal: Don't make me use my powers against all of you!

They quickly quieted down.

Vantias: We have to focus, all of us, on the goals ahead.

Snoopy gulped with Oopsy shaking his head.

Vantias: And just to make sure that that happens...

He took the blowhorn with a smirk.

Vantias: Thank you, sweetie. (to the crowd) I...I hate to blow my own horn.

He blew the horn before the doors opened. In came gigantic toy soldiers of a sort.

Snoopy: Yipes...uh, they're dressed like soldiers, but they seem a bit...well corrupted.

Herriman: AHHH!! They look to be like the legendary Heartless!

Brave Heart: Oh, those toys are corrupt! I am putting a stop to this!

Grumpy: Stay where you are! Don't be afraid!

The others started screaming before Brave Heart pounced to one of them, though was back handed by one.

Brave Heart: Ungh!

Oopsy: (motioning) Back! Back!

Many of them backed away.

Vantias: We were up late, couldn't sleep. Milk wouldn't do it, cocoa is a little sweet, so I decided to make an army of toy soldiers. He-he.

They stopped, standing still.

Vantias: (smirks) They don't have a good sense of humour like me. I would do what they ask you. Which is what I'm going to tell you!

Azreal: And if you can't deal with that, (darkly) then you're all idiots! He-he-he-he-he-he!

Brave Heart: Don't listen to him! This guy's not Santa!

The crowd gasped and looked stunned. As the lion continued, Vantias rolled his eyes, motioning the soldiers before two of them went to Brave Heart.

Brave Heart: And that goat's not real either! They're both toys! Sora's toy self has a rubber face and a plastic tushy!

Vantias quickly placed his arms behind his rear, backing up a bit.

Brave Heart: And they're the real idiots, not us!

Azreal: (to the soldiers) Take him to where the others are rotting.

Brave Heart: (gets grabbed) Trust me! Don't let either one ruin Christmas!

Finally, Brave Heart was dragged away.

Vantias: Thank you for those kind words, Brave Heart! Well, now that we all have an understanding, have a joyous and merry Christmas!

He put the helmet down as he continued.

Vantias: And the name's Vantias from this day forward.

Then, he pulled a lever, causing the machines to activate before coal was poured around the machinery.

Vantias: (sadistically) Merry Christmas!

Many of them screamed with worry.

Oopsy: Oopsy...we REALLY screwed up.

Snoopy: (worried) I know.

(End of Chapter 7)