Christmas. It is a wonderful time of year. A time of giving and good will to your fellow man. Regardless of its roots and origins, it has become a tradition most celebrated in the Western world. The aura of the holiday is also strong in the town, Ponyville.
The streets of Ponyville were covered in powdery white snow. The sky was a baby blue as the sun shone down its light upon the town, its rays planting the denizens with its warm kisses for the cold. The citizens gleefully went about their day, greeting each other whether they were friends or strangers. None of that matter to them during this season. How this time of year filled people this time of year was a mystery.
Perhaps the reason for this atmosphere of joy was due to the decorations that lined the windows of buildings, and wrapped around the lampposts. Maybe it was the deals of products to purchase on this holiday season. It could be the parties, or even the break that some would receive from school or work. Maybe it was a reminder of the birth of a savior. There were many different reasons as to why there was joy on this season. Regardless, that channeled throughout the community.
In a high school, not too far from the main town, this joyous holiday season carried on as well. Ponyville High was decorated with paper snowflakes, gingerbread men, snowmen, elves, and Ol' St. Nick's likeness.
Throughout the school, students were excited. School had just ended a few short minutes ago. Once their things are gathered, they'll be free to go about their winter break. Not only that, Christmas will be upon them soon. Already, students were making plans for their break.
"I'm super excited! I love Christmas!" Pinkie squealed as she was bundled up in her winter clothes, from a pink jacket to cotton thick sweat pants. Around her, the rest of the Main 7 stood, gathering their things from their respective lockers.
"As am I! I have this new outfit I've been saving for the Christmas party," said Rarity.
"The party's at Fluttershy's place, right?" asked Rainbow.
"That's right," said Fluttershy with a nod.
"We appreciate it, Flutters," smiled Applejack.
"Do the others know about the party?" asked Twilight.
"Yep! I sent invitations to the Dazzlings, Flash, Erika, Mosura, Aangey, and Rodey!" said Pinkie.
"I think you're missing someone," said Sunset in amusement. Pinkie gasped in alarm.
"Oh shoot! Where is he?!" Pinkie searched the crowd frantically. She then noticed Junior standing in the hall, along with Rodan, Mosura, Angirasu and the Dazzlings.
"Goji!" called Pinkie, jogging over to the group.
Meanwhile, Junior stood blushing with an annoyed look. Adagio was clinging to him, her arms wrapped around his neck as she leaned against his chest.
"You know my favorite part about this season? It's the excuse to cuddle with someone for warmth," said Adagio with a flirty smile. Junior merely sighed as his face grew hot. Mosura fumed in a jealous rage, Rodan frowned in envy, Angirasu awkwardly stood.
"How come girls don't do that to me?" asked Rodan in dismay.
"Shut up," said Mosura with a scowl.
"So how about it, tall, gloom and handsome? Wanna be my cuddle buddy this year?" asked Adagio. She then yelped as Aria grabbed her by the hood of her sweater, yanking her away from Junior. "Hey!"
"Sorry about her. She acts like a dog in heat during the holidays," said Aria. Adagio gasped and glared at her sister with a flustered look.
"Excuse me?!" growled Adagio, while Mosura snickered. She then noticed Pinkie approaching with the rest of the Main 7.
"Hey, guys! Heading home right now?" asked Mosura.
"Yep. I just forgot to invite Goji to a party, for the most festive time of the year!" said Pinkie.
"Great..." Junior's expression soured.
"Oh, I forgot to ask! Are we dressing formal or casual? Or maybe dressy casual? I have these totally cute Christmas outfits!" said Sonata eagerly.
"If you don't have the Christmas Spirit in you, don't bother coming!" said Pinkie. Sonata grinned.
"OK, but that doesn't answer my question!" said Sonata, her tone still upbeat. Aria merely face palmed.
"Alright, see ya next year then," said Junior as he adjusted his back pack and began to walk off.
"Wait, what?" Sonata tilted her head in confusion.
"Wait, Goji... You're not coming?" asked Fluttershy in disappointment.
"Nope. I need all the days I can get to go around shoveling snow for cash," said Junior, stopping and looking back at his friends. The teens bore confused and disappointed looks. They wondered how anyone would rather work than to enjoy their Christmas Break.
"But... It's Christmas!" said Pinkie, appalled. Junior shrugged.
"So?" asked Junior. His friends were taken aback by his blunt response. They wondered if his head was screwed on right.
"Are your shoes on too tight?!" asked Sonata in shock. Junior raised a brow.
"The hell does that even mean?" asked Junior.
"Come on, Goji. Just one night won’t hurt," said Sunset.
"Sorry, it's out my hands. Besides, Christmas is overrated anyway," said Junior as he began to walk off. Pinkie deeply frowned as the boy left.
"Guess I'm not getting those Christmas cuddles. I had a mistletoe ready and everything," sighed Adagio. Mosura grunted in annoyance.
Aiko Riku was sitting in the home of her elder sister. She was looking through her tablet as she sipped from a mug filled with hot coco. She flushed from the warmth that the coco provided as she consumed it. A beep on her tablet rang.
"Huh. A notification from MONARCH," said Aiko as she opened her inbox. She began to read the message, as follows:
"Happy Holidays to all personnel. The Engineering Division has been developing a project for the holiday season. I am pleased to announce Project: Frosty. Frosty is a device that fires a concentrated energy blast into inanimate objects with some human likeness to them. MONARCH plans to test the device by animating a hand made snow man, to train them to be used in combat missions for snowy environments. Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year."
"Ugh. No way! Snowmen are creepy," said Aiko with a shudder as she set the tablet aside. She then scowled. "And why is the defense budget funding stupid projects like that?!"
Rei turned to her sister with a quizzical look.
“Wait. You think snowmen are creepy?” Rei asked.
“Yeah don’t you?” said Aiko.
“N-no, I don’t” Rei replied. “They are like, the exact opposite of creepy.”
“Try looking at them at night” Aiko explained. “First you think there are stalkers outside, instead it’s some snowman staring blankly at you!”
Rei took a deep breath.
“I know you’re paranoid, but this is ridiculous.” Rei said bluntly.
“Hey! You won’t be saying the same thing, if snowmen were to come to life and start rampaging through the town!” Aiko retorted.
Meanwhile, just outside of the Takeshi Residence, Koizumi hummed as he knelt next large mound of snow. He nodded in approval as he patted the snow down. Inoue grunted as she rolled along a smaller sized ball of snow.
"How's this, Sarge?" asked Inoue.
"Perfect, kid! Let's get it on top," said Koizumi. The two knelt and lifted the snow ball and placed it on top.
"Never thought we'd be assigned to making a snowman," said Inoue.
"Beats sitting in a van all day," said Koizumi. Inoue nodded with a smile.
"Can't argue with that. This reminds me of being a little kid again," said Inoue. She noticed Junior to be walking down the sidewalk.
"Hey, Gojira~! How was school?" Inoue greeted sweetly.
"It was fine. The heck are you two doing?" asked Junior.
"We're working. Something a punk like you wouldn't understand," said Koizumi. Junior scoffed.
"First of all, I have been working. Second, it looks like you're just playing around in the snow," said Junior.
"Believe it or not, we're in the process of doing a job," said Inoue as she began to gather more snow. Junior bore a deadpanned look.
"Uh huh..." Junior approached the porch of his home and tossed his backpack into his house. He then grabbed a snow shovel and closed the door.
"Well if you'll excuse me, the 'punk' has work to do," said Junior as he began to walk off.
"Wait. Gojira, you're still gonna work on your break?" asked Inoue incredulously.
"Those driveways aren't gonna shovel themselves. Later," said Junior as he walked off.
"Wow. He's been working since Fall. I wonder what he's saving up for," said Inoue in thought.
"Just let a man earn his money. He's probably saving up to get a girl a gift or something," said Koizumi. Inoue gasped, a grin growing on her face.
"You think so?" asked Inoue.
"The hell if I know! I'm not his fuckin' dad," said Koizumi as he placed on another snow ball.
"If he is, that'd be the most romantic thing ever! I should help him!" said Inoue, growing giddy.
"Geez, just ask to be adopted by his family already. You sound like an eager older sibling," said Koizumi in annoyance.
"What? It's just rare to see him interested in girls. He's usually so gloomy," said Inoue.
"Whatever. Maybe you can do your matchmaking later," said Koizumi. He then heard a beep. He looked to his phone.
"Let's wrap this up. They're delivering the device," said Koizumi.
Pinkie hummed to herself as she began to roll up a large snowball. She took time crafting a snow man, a frown on her face. She was still reminded of Junior turning down the invite to her Christmas party.
How could anyway say Christmas is overrated? The idea boggled the girl's mind. Pinkie was saddened that the spirit of the season was not in her dear friend. So, she began to build a snowman to occupy her thoughts. But that did little to help.
"Maybe if I can somehow make him see the joy in Christmas, he'll change his mind. That means..." Pinkie scratched her chin in deep thought. She began to smile as she quickly built up her snowman.
"I'll build festive snowmen at his house! If he sees how fun it is, he might join in! I better finish mine to warm up!" said Pinkie as she placed on the head of her snowman. She proceeded to place in button eyes, pebbles for teeth, and a carrot for a nose.
"And now some clothes," said Pinkie, pulling over a box to herself. Inside were old unused clothes, from Rodan and Adagio. She managed to convince them to give the clothes to her instead of just throwing them away.
Pinkie began to place on a dark red beanie over the snow man's head, then a pair of dark mittens, along with an old purple jacket. Pinkie smiled in approval.
"I've done good," said Pinkie. Then she frowned.
"It'd be nice to talk to someone right now, Mr. Jingles. I'm not even confident if Goji would appreciate me building snowmen at his house. If only you were alive, then we could figure something out together," said Pinkie solemnly.
Meanwhile just down the street, a familiar van was driving by. Inside, Inoue was at the wheel as Koizumi was tampering with a cannon shaped device in his lap.
"Did they have to make this thing this big?! What the hell is the point of microchips and shit if we can’t even make energy weapons as small as pistols?" Koizumi gripped as he messed with the conduits on the side of the device.
"Maybe you should wait until we get back to the house," said Inoue warily.
"Ah just give me my Holiday Cheer Cocoa," said Koizumi as he held his hand out.
"Sir, I'm driving," said Inoue.
"And I'm freezing! Just hand it over," said Koizumi in annoyance. Inoue sighed as she stopped the vehicle at the side of the street. She then took the cup of cocoa from the cup holder and held it out to Koizumi. He took and drank it, only to spit it out in disgust.
"Agh! Sarge!" said Inoue in disgust as the coco was spat onto the dashboard, getting on the device as well.
"I told that asshole, 'No soy milk'! I wanted almond!" Koizumi said angrily as he threw the cup outside his window. The device suddenly sparked.
"S-Sarge?" Inoue eyed the device as the lights on it flickered.
"Uh oh," said Koizumi. The device suddenly buzzed as it shot a bolt of energy. The barrel of the device was sticking out the window, allowing the bolt to shoot over to a house. The bolt bounced off a car in the parking spot, shooting back to the van. The bolt then bounced off the head light, shooting to Pinkie Pie's position.
"Ah!" Pinkie yelped in alarm as the snowman she made suddenly sparked. The sparks coursed around its surface, and its button eyes briefly flashed. The snow man shook as the pebbles that made up its mouth parted, revealing an empty space as if it were an actual throat.
"I LIVE!!" The snowman cried in a male voice. Pinkie fell to her rear, staring wide eyed and slack jawed. She rubbed her eyes.
"Mr. Jingles?!" cried Pinkie. The snowman gave a jolly laugh.
"That's my name! Don't wear it out!" said the snowman in an upbeat tone. Pinkie gasped as she grinned. She stood and embraced jingles.
"It's a Christmas miracle!" said Pinkie.
"Really? Well, looks like Christmas came early!" Jingles laughed. Pinkie giggled.
"Wow! This is amazing!" said Pinkie. She then gasped, her smile growing brighter. "Hey, this might be what Goji needs! Come on, Mr. Jingles!"
Pinkie Pie took Jingles's wooden arm and led him away from her house. The snowman seemed to be gliding over the surface of the snow, giving a giddy chuckle. From the van parked nearby, Koizumi and Inoue stared with wide eyes. The two slowly looked to each other.
"Well, at least we know that thing works," said Koizumi.
"But... weren't we supposed to keep the snowman isolated after bringing it to life? You know for study or something?" asked Inoue. Koizumi shrugged.
"Meh. Hayato may have said something like that. But all I remember was studying its behavior. They're in charge with making them killing machines," said Koizumi as he set the "Frosty" device in the back of the van. "Let's follow them. We can still give a report while the girl interacts with it."
"I can't help but think that you're setting a bad example for me as your subordinate," said Inoue with a grimace.
The chilly air caused Junior's nose and ears to flush. He took a breath, sighing as he scooped up snow, tossing it onto a growing pile. He stood upright and scanned his surroundings. The driveway of the house he was at was covered in frost, but was clear to allow cars to come and go. He stretched his hands and fingers and began to stretch his joints. This particular house was not easy, considering that the snow had piled up high over here. It was reaching up to Junior's knees before, but his hard work and endurance paid off.
Junior began to make his way over to the door of the house. He knocked, then the door opened and revealed a middle aged woman.
"Driveway's cleared," said Junior.
"Wow. You work fast," said the woman with an impressed look. She reached into her pocket and handed money to the boy. Junior raised a brow as he looked at the money.
"I said I'd worked for 15. This is 40 dollars," said Junior.
"Well, just consider it my gift from me to you, dear. Merry Christmas," said the woman with a warm smile. Junior cracked a small smile.
"Likewise. A pleasure doing business with you," said Junior as he took his shovel and walked off. He smiled as he looked at the two 20 dollar bills he was given.
"How about that?" said Junior as he put the bills into his wallet, placing them back into his pocket. He began to search the neighborhood for any house that may need shoveling.
"Agh. I need to pick up the pace. By tomorrow, some kids might end up getting the same idea and start taking up all of the work," said Junior as he began to walk down the frosted sidewalk. He soon made his way over to another house, where he began to knock on the door. The door was opened, revealing a man.
"Afternoon. I'm going around the neighborhood shoveling driveways. I'd be willing to clear out your driveway for you for-" Junior was interrupted as the man cried out in alarm. He slammed his door, startling the boy.
"Uh oh. Is my lizard arm showing?" Junior looked to his left arm, finding his hand concealed by a thick mitten, as his sleeve covered his arm.
"Nope. Huh. Wonder what's-" Junior turned around but yelped with a start as he found a large snowman staring at him, face to face.
"Merry Christmas!" said the snowman.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Junior stumbled back, raising his snow shovel. Pinkie appeared from behind the snowman, grinning.
"Hi Goji! I see you met my new friend!" said Pinkie. Junior looked at the girl incredulously.
"What is that thing?!" asked Junior.
"He's a snowman, silly!" giggled Pinkie. The snowman bowed.
"Mr. Jingles, the most handsome and charming snowman in town!" said the snowman. Junior bore an unnerved expression, looking back to Pinkie and Jingles.
"How..." Junior couldn't finish his sentence. His mind struggled to comprehend what was happening.
"I brought him to life with my love of Christmas! It's a miracle!" said Pinkie.
"Yeah, talking snowmen is certainly miraculous..." said Junior, eyeing Jingles. He then noticed the clothes he was wearing.
"Geez, Pinkie. You couldn't be bothered to give him matching clothes? Wait, isn't that Rodan's..." Junior tilted his head.
"Adagio and Rodan gave me some of their old clothes. I think he looks good," said Pinkie. Jingles chuckled.
"Girl, you know I look damn good," said Jingles, his tone full of sass.
"Right. As much as I like being freaked out, I should get back to work. Preferably without this thing around. He's scaring off my customers," said Junior as he began to walk away. Pinkie began to walk by his side.
"How can you work when there's a living snow man right here?!" asked Pinkie.
"Yeah! Think of all of the super fun and festive adventures we can go on, Gojira!" said Jingles.
"I’d rather not. I'm not spending my break getting into stupid holiday hijinks," said Junior. Pinkie pouted.
"I just want to spend time with you for the holidays! What could you possibly be working this much for?" asked Pinkie.
"Don't worry about it," said Junior in annoyance. "Look, we can hang out or something at the new year. But right now I have work to do."
"Mm. Your friend plays hard to get," said Jingles, his tone sultry. Junior quickly looked at him in confusion.
"Wait, what?" asked Junior.
"Just admit it! You're just a Grinch!" said Pinkie.
"I don't know. Living in a mountain to get away from people I hate sounds pretty good to me," said Junior. Pinkie scowled.
"Look, I'm not going to your party, Pinkie! Just accept it and move on! Go away and take your creepy snowman with you," said Junior in annoyance. Pinkie stopped following the boy as she deeply frowned. Jingles frowned.
"Well, golly gee. He doesn't seem very nice, Pinkie Pie. Yet he's so desirable," said Jingles, though the last sentence was to himself. Pinkie sniffled.
"Let's just go home. Maybe... Maybe my other friends will be happy to meet you," said Pinkie, forcing a small smile.
It was the next day. Junior yawned as he looked through one of his drawers on his dresser. He drew out a box that contained dollar bills and some loose change. The boy muttered to himself as he began to count off his savings. He gave a pleased smile.
"Things are going well," said Junior as he closed his drawer. He sighed as he stretched.
"Time to get back to it," said Junior. He left his room, fully dressed. He made way over to the kitchen, where his mother and Mosura sat in their pajamas, sipping coffee. Junior reached into the pantry and drew out a pastry wheat claw. He tore it from the package and began to scarf it down.
"Are you sure you don't want more than that?" asked Miwa.
"I'm good. I need to make good time today unless I want someone else taking my corners. Huh, that makes me sound like a dealer or something," said Junior as he grimaced. He shook his head as he grabbed his snow shovel.
"Alright, see ya later," said Junior as he walked out of the house. Mosura hummed to herself.
"Hey, Mrs. Takeshi. You wouldn't happen to know why he's been working so much lately, would you?" asked Mosura.
"Can't say I do. It's unusual. I expected him to laze about most of his break," said Miwa. Mosura hummed to herself in thought. She then flinched as Junior suddenly burst through the door. He slammed it shut as he panted.
"What's wrong?" asked Miwa worriedly. There was a knock at the door.
"Gojira, open up!" Twilight called. Junior grimaced.
"No! Go away!" shouted Junior. Mosura sighed as she got up.
"Honestly." Mosura made her way to the living room and looked through the window. She found Twilight, Fluttershy, Sunset, Rarity and Applejack standing outside.
"Why are they here?" asked Mosura in confusion.
"I don't know! I ran away when they came down our street!" said Junior.
"Gojira Takeshi Junior, open that door at once!" said Miwa, getting up from her seat.
"Agh! But ma!" Junior groaned.
"Now," said Miwa, her eyes narrowed and her tone stern. Junior sighed in defeat. He opened the door, finding the girls standing at the porch with annoyed looks.
"What do you want?" asked Junior in annoyance but winced as his mother pinched him from his back.
"I-I mean, good morning!" said Junior. He glared at his mother, who sent him a look that said 'watch it'. He turned red as he heard the girls suppress chuckles and giggles of amusement.
"What brings you here?" asked Miwa.
"Well, we were going to invite Goji and Mosu to hang out. But it looks like someone has plans," said Sunset, eyeing Junior's shovel.
"Yes, and I would very much like to get to it. Now if you'll excuse me." Junior began to make his way to the door. But Applejack blocked his way.
"We actually wanted to talk to ya about the Christmas party," said Applejack. Junior's expression soured.
"Wait, you were invited to a Christmas party?" asked Miwa in surprise.
"I already told you guys, I'm not going," said Junior.
"Why the heck not?" Miwa looked at her son, incredulously.
"Yeah, why not?" asked Sunset.
"Because, those driveways aren't gonna shovel themselves!" said Junior.
"Gojira, it wouldn't hurt to just spend one day off, would it?" asked Fluttershy. Junior groaned in frustration.
"Look, I'm making decent money doing this stuff. I'm trying take advantage of the season for as long as possible. That includes working until 8 in the evening," said Junior.
"Well, why not take the evening off? That's when the party begins," said Rarity.
"Even If I did, I'd be too tired to enjoy it," said Junior. Twilight sent him a deadpanned look.
"The party is literally right next door at Fluttershy's," said Twilight. Junior scowled.
"I'd still be tired," said Junior. Mosura shook her head.
"Dude, you have a lot of excuses " said Mosura.
"Just please let me through," said Junior in exasperation as he pushed passed Applejack.
"Sugarcube, what's goin' on? This ain't like you," said Applejack, a look of worry on her face.
"It's nothing. I just don't want to miss the driveways. I can make a lot of money this season without having to worry about school." said Junior.
"If that's the case, then why don't I help ya?" offered Applejack.
"N-No, I rather do it myself. These people get kind of stingy when it's more than one person doing this kind of work for them," said Junior with a grimace.
"I never took you for being greedy," said Rarity in disappointment. Junior glared at her.
"I'm not- Look, I'm wasting time! Goodbye!" said Junior as he stormed off. The girls watched as the boy shuffled through the snow.
"Geez, why is he so angry?" asked Sunset.
"That guy is as stubborn as a mule," said Twilight, shaking her head
Later that morning, the girls found themselves walking down the street, bundled up in their winter clothes. Mosura still bore a thoughtful look, pondering Junior's sudden obsession with working. She began to wonder if it might have had something to do with his family's financial situation.
"I wonder if I should start paying rent," said Mosura to herself.
"What was that?" asked Applejack. Mosura shook her head.
"Just thinking out loud. Never mind," said Mosura. She then stopped as she noticed something in the distance.
"Do you girls see that?" asked Mosura. The rest looked to her and then to her line of sight. Their eyes widened.
"What in tarnation?" Applejack squinted. From the distance, racing across the snow, Pinkie Pie rode on a sled. A snowman towed her, racing towards the others with laughter of glee.
"Please tell me I'm not losing my mind," said Twilight.
"No, I see it too," said Sunset, blankly.
"Hi guys!" Pinkie greeted as Jingles stopped. He helped to girl off the sled. The rest of the teens stared in shock at the living snow man that had appeared before them.
"So... Who's your friend," said Mosura with an unnerved look.
"This is Mr. Jingles! I brought him to life with my love for Christmas!" said Pinkie, gesturing to the snowman. Jingles bowed.
"Salutations, ladies~! And a Merry Christmas to you!" said Jingles, his tone high. Rarity gasped as she began to grin.
"Is this a real Christmas miracle?!" asked Rarity.
"You know it! And I'm here to enjoy the season and the holiday! I will make this a Christmas for all to remember!" shouted Jingles, his voice echoing. Sunset merely stared.
"This can't be real. Nothing about it makes sense," said Sunset.
"Aw come on, babe! You can't deny what's in front of you!" said Jingles. Sunset bore a mildly annoyed look.
"What'd you call me?" asked Sunset.
"Didn't like that? Oh, then how about sugar pie? Sweetie? Honey? Honey Boo? That one is cute," chuckled Jingles. “Honey-Boo-Boo”
Sunset narrowed her eyes.
"Excuse me, but I don't appreciate you-" Sunset exclaimed before being interrupted by Jingles.
"Ah I get it. You prefer something more mature. Alright then, sexy," said Jingles in a flirty tone. Sunset scoffed as she grew flustered. “Big Boobied Buxom Babe.”
"Hey!" Sunset glared.
"Jingles! That's not appropriate to say to friends!" said Pinkie in disapproval.
"Aw but you're pretty too, Pinkie. In fact, all of you are so lovely that it makes this snowman want to flurry his trousers!" said Jingles, a wooden hand over his chest.
"You don’t wear trousers.” Mosura said bluntly.
“Keep looking sugar tits” Jingles said with a wink. “You might get a show”
Mosura growled with frustration
"Uhm! just say we’re pretty. Don't try to pick us up," said Pinkie, trying to restore the calm.
"Oh, for fuck's sake!" a voice shouted, startling the girls. They turned and found Junior storming across the street. Junior pointed his shovel towards Jingles.
"I thought I told you to stop scaring away my fucking customers, asshole!" said Junior.
"You were here the whole time?" asked Mosura in surprise.
"Well, hello again! I wasn't expecting to see you again, Goji!" said Jingles.
"Clam it, Frosty!" said Junior with a glare.
"Oh. Baby, I love it when you get mean," said Jingles, looking away as though he were blushing. The girls bore odd looks while Junior recoiled in disgust. “How about afterwards, I can Frosty your snowman?”
"Hey if you keep talking like that, I'll knock your block off. Literally!" said Junior.
"Oh yes! Please knock me really hard daddy!" moaned Jingles. "I rather you GET me off, dear."
"Ugh!! Dude, I don't even play for that team!" said Junior, stepping away with a cringe.
"Oh, it's fine, Goji. I'm a snowman. I have no genitalia, therefore I have no gender. So it's fine!" said Jingles. Mosura and Fluttershy quickly pulled Junior to their side.
"Pinkie Pie, would you please tell Mr. Jingles about his lewd behavior," growled Fluttershy, narrowing her eyes.
"But these feelings are natural, my dear! Don't tell me you haven't at least once lusted after his fine ass body," said Jingles. Fluttershy flushed a bright red. “While you’re at it, lust after mine~”
"Th-That's none of- PINKIE!!" Fluttershy glared at the hyperactive girl. Pinkie gave a forced titter.
"Um... Mr. Jingles, maybe we should get going," said Pinkie as she towed along Jingles.
"Until we meet again, my pretties!" said Jingles. As the two left, Junior gave an annoyed sigh.
"God, he's so fucking annoying," said Junior.
"Yeah, his voice is kind of grating too. He sounds like a flamboyant cartoon character," said Mosura.
“You’re being too nice,” Junior interjected. “He sounds like those creepy clowns who perform at children’s birthday parties that secretly stalk their teenage siblings.”
"With Rodan's bad flirting and Adagio's perversion injected in him," said Sunset with a groan.
"Honestly, that makes sense. He was wearing their old clothes," said Junior. He shook his head as he held his shovel.
"Now I have to come back to this neighborhood later. People are freaking out every time they see a living snowman running around," said Junior.
"Why are we still using male pronouns when he told us that he had no gender?" asked Rarity.
"Who cares?! He's costing me customers!" said Junior.
"Goji, why are you so concerned about money right now?" asked Twilight in confusion.
"Don't worry about it, just let me work," said Junior. Mosura leaned close to his ear.
"Goji, if it's about the financial situation, I can help," whispered Mosura. Junior pulled away in annoyance.
"I said not to worry about it!" said Junior as he stormed off. Mosura deeply frowned as the boy took off.
An hour had gone by. Junior was in the middle of shoveling another house for the day. He was still frustrated at having to make sure that snowman freak wasn't around. It was already hard enough to convince people to give a few bucks just for him to shovel snow for them. With Jingles scaring people, it was becoming more difficult. But thankfully, things were more quiet.
Junior received his payment after finishing up this particular driveway. Off he went, in search of more houses. His mind was still on the snowman. His annoying flamboyant voice was still stuck in his head. Just hearing it made Junior want to vomit with how annoying he was. He even overheard the damn snowman flirting with his friends. He normally didn't care whenever Rodan and Adagio flirted. Even though he found them annoying when they did, never had he felt a hatred for them. Jingles, he wanted to bash into powder with his shovel when he heard him flirting with the girls. Junior wasn't sure if he was overreacting or if he was angry for another reason. The last couple of days have just been oddly stressful, especially with everyone pestering him.
"It's alright. It's almost over," sighed Junior as he was about to knock on the next door. He suddenly heard the sound of singing. He shuddered as one of the voices was familiar and flamboyant. He turned and found Pinkie and Jingles down the street, standing in front of a house, singing.
"Oh what fun it is to ride, in a one horse open sleigh~!" sang Pinkie and Jingles in unison. Standing at the door were the Dazzlings. As they were done singing, Sonata was clapping with her eyes wide like a child in wonder. Adagio looked amused while fascinated, and Aria had a look of discomfort.
"Un-fucking believable," said Junior as he made his way over to the street.
"Wow! It's just like Frosty the Snowman!" said Sonata, grinning.
“You’re the kind of girl who can Frosty my Snowman!” said Jingles.
"Looks like you put my old stuff to use," said Adagio, looking to Pinkie.
“Being put to good use babe~” Jingles replied.
"Please tell me he's not possessed by evil spirits or something," said Aria.
"I assure you, I am a one of a kind! I am as good as i am handsome!" said Jingles.
"How would you know that you're handsome? You're a damn snowman," deadpanned Aria.
"Don't listen to her, Mr. Jingles. I think you're a dashing snowman," said Sonata, sweetly.
"Aw. I may have to score with you," said Jingles. “Let me find a place, to razzle your Dazzles~”
The Dazzlings looked at him oddly. Junior sighed as he arrived.
"Still flirting with everyone you see, huh?" deadpanned Junior. Jingles gasped.
"Goji? Are you fallowing me~?" Jingles chuckled teasingly. Junior scowled.
"No. You two just keep showing up everywhere I'm working," said Junior. He then looked to Pinkie, who was looking down at her feet. Junior sighed. He looked to the driveway of the Dazzlings' home.
"Since I'm over here, do you girls need your driveway shoveled? I can do it for you," said Junior.
"Eh... Sure. I'm not gonna do it. It's freezing," said Aria.
"Yeah, I'll be sure to compensate you," said Adagio, twirling her finger through her curly hair.
"Cash will be fine," deadpanned Junior.
"Ugh. You're no fun," said Adagio. Junior merely went to driveway and began to get to work. Sonata began to pester Jingles with questions. Meanwhile, Pinkie made her way to Junior.
"Goji... I'm sorry about Mr. Jingles scaring off people. I just wanted you to spend Christmas with us," said Pinkie. Junior sighed.
"I know. I'm sorry if I've hurt your feelings. I know I came off as being a jerk," said Junior as he scooped up some snow. He then looked back to Jingles.
"So what are you gonna do about him? It'll be getting warmer in a month or so," said Junior.
"Oh I already have that planned out," said Pinkie, confidently.
"Well, hello~!" Jingles suddenly called out. Junior and Pinkie found Jingles gawking at a snowman that was in a yard just next door.
“Whoa Momma!” Exclaimed Jingles. “You are one thick booty”
"Ooh~. Looks like someone's caught your eye," said Adagio teasingly. Jingles suddenly rushed to the yard.
"Hey, where's-" Sonata was interrupted as Jingles got behind the other snowman. He began to wrap his stick arms around it and began to thrust himself back and forth, grunting.
"Yeah! Yeah! It's a white Christmas!" Jingles cried. “Empathizes on white, WAOW!
"Mr. Jingles!" Cried Pinkie in horror. Junior stared slack jawed.
"Oh, now that is fucked up," said Aria. Adagio cupped her mouth.
"This is oddly arousing" Adagio said to herself, Aria turned to her.
“You have issues Sis” Aria said bluntly.
"Please tell me kids aren't watching," said Sonata as Jingles groaned. The Dazzling turned away, only to see two children staring in horror as Jingles humped their snowman.
“Too late,” said Junior bluntly. He gave a tired sigh as the other snowman sparked to life.
"WHAHOOOOOOOOW!" cried the new living snowman in ecstasy. “That Felt Good!”
"Happy birthday to you, handsome! I'm Mr. Jingles!" greeted Jingles.
"Hi! Gee, I wonder what my name is," said the new snowman.
"Oh God, there's two of them," said Junior as Pinkie gave a long-shocked gasp. It was here that Junior was filled with dread. If these things could come to life through that disgusting display, then that meant one thing.
"How about Ginger! Because of your ginger bread man sweater!" said Jingles.
"Ooh! Yes, that's good! Hey, look at that sexy snowman!" said Ginger. He rushed over to the snowman and proceeded to thrust himself against it. Moments later, the snowman sparked to life.
“WHOOOOOOAAAA BABY!” shouted the third snowman as he came to life. "Hey! Are you my life giver?"
Junior slumped his shoulders.
"Ah hell," said Junior.
Two Days Later...
Aiko Riku was humming a Christmas tune to herself. She was setting up ornaments on the tree with her son, Angirasu. She smiled as she looked the tree over.
"Looks good. It's nice... Doing this together," said Aiko, glancing at her son. Angirasu nodded.
"Yeah..." said Angirasu. The two flinched as there was loud voices singing outside. Aiko looked back in confusion. She began to make her way to the door but heard frantic knocking.
"Let me in! Let me in!" a voice called from behind the door.
"What the hell?" Aiko opened the door. Junior suddenly rushed in.
"Oh thank God! Thank you," said Junior, panting.
"Gojira?" Angirasu turned in confusion.
"What's going on?" asked Aiko as she looked out the door.
"Don't look!" cried Junior. Aiko stepped outside, but gave a shocked gasp at what she saw. The neighborhood was filled with several snowmen that surrounded a house, singing carols to a family. The woman began to tremble at the sight of the animated snowmen, her worse nightmare realized. That trembling grew as she saw snowmen walking down the street, speaking to each other in annoying flamboyant voices. Some even got in the way of cars that were trying to leave. Aiko quickly shut the door, a pale look on her face.
"Angirasu, pack your things. We're leaving town," said Aiko.
"Wait, what?!" exclaimed Angirasu.
"Please, take me with you," pleaded Junior.
“Sorry, Junior” Aiko quickly apologized. “There is only room for me and Aang on this trip”
There was another knock at the door.
"Ah shit," said Aiko as she quickly reached into a drawer by the tree. She drew out a hand gun and took off the safety.
"Mom?" Angirasu called worriedly. Aiko opened the door and aimed the gun.
"Jesus, woman!" Koizumi ducked. Aiko quickly lowered her weapon with a relieved sigh.
"Sorry. I thought you were one of those things," said Aiko. She stepped aside, allowing Koizumi and Inoue to enter her home.
"Where have you guys been?" asked Junior in confusion.
"Well, we were supposed to be monitoring a snowman. But then the thing started fucking other snow men and made more," said Koizumi bluntly.
"Wait, time out. Start from the beginning because that sounds like the ending to an explanation," said Aiko, narrowing her eyes.
"We were assigned to test the 'Frosty' device on a snowman we made. They wanted us to monitor if the device works and the snowman's behavior. But then someone shot a civilian's snowman instead," deadpanned Inoue, glancing at Koizumi.
"You little snitch!" said Koizumi, glaring at the young woman.
"Wait, MONARCH entrusted you of all people with that experiment?!" demanded Aiko.
"The engineers went on winter break! Plus MONARCH spent too much on a Christmas Party! They had to cut costs somehow," said Koizumi with a shrug.
"Who's idea was it to blow military funding on a Christmas Party?!" asked Aiko in disbelief.
“Gary” Koizumi bluntly said holding up his Iphone. On the phone screen was a video of a man wearing nothing but a spider-man mask and his underwear.
“Hello” said the man on the phone.
“Of course” Aiko said with an annoyed tone. “Of course.”
"Geez. And MONARCH's the organization meant to protect people from us 'big bad muties'?" Junior whispered to Angirasu.
"I can't believe you'd be so irresponsible as to use experimental technology on civilian grounds!" said Aiko.
"It was an accident! The son of a bitch gave me soy milk!" said Koizumi defensively. Aiko looked at him in confusion.
"N-Never mind that. What should we do? These things keep making more. Already there's at least a hundred of them running around town," said Inoue, pointing out the window.
"Is there really a need? They seem harmless," said Angirasu, looking out the window with a raised brow. He found some children playing with the snowmen, under the supervision of their families of course. But all in all, they seemed to be safe, although annoying. He even saw Sonata hugging a snowman, which had sticks sticking out of its head like spiky hair.
'Isn't that one of my jackets?' thought Angirasu as he squinted at the spikey snowman.
As Aang turned back to the group, he was completely unaware of two teenage girls being chased by a snowman wearing earmuffs and wearing a scarf.
“What’s the matter ladies?” The snowman asked. “Don’t you want to play with my snowballs?”
Furthermore, the same children from before were now running in terror as the snowmen try to jump on them or mischievously throw snowballs at them.
"Yeah, I rather the kids not get exposed to these degenerates. Hell, if I had kids, I'd smash every single one of those things," said Junior.
"Why not without kids?" asked Aiko. Junior merely glanced at her, while Aiko bore a neutral look. Neither had to say anything. It was as though their minds had synchronized into one common goal. Junior tightened his grip on his shovel, while Aiko grabbed a bat from the closet in the living room.
"Guys?" Angirasu called.
Junior and Aiko stepped outside, holding their weapons tightly. They glared at the hordes of snowmen in the neighborhood, who laughed and played. A snowman approached the two.
"Hi there, Hot Momma! Would you like to-" the snowman was interrupted as Aiko swung her bat. The snowman's head was knocked clean off, shattering into powder as it hit the ground.
"Ugh that felt good!" said Aiko, sighing in relief. Junior grunted as he lunged for an unsuspecting snowman, plunging his shovel into its chest. The snowman groaned in pain, while Junior pulled out his shovel.
"Merry Christmas, mother fuckers!" shouted Junior as he swung his shovel down on the snowman's head, smashing it in. The snowmen began to take notice, as did the people in the neighborhood.
"It's genocide!!" screamed a snowman. The snowmen began to scream as they began to flee. Junior and Aiko began to chase after the closest ones. They smashed and bashed the snowmen. They crushed their heads, caved in their torsos, kicked their bottoms, any way to destroy these unholy spawns of degeneracy.
“Run! Serial Killers!” screamed another snowman. “But without the cereal!”
Meanwhile, Sonata clung to her inanimate snowman. She stared in horror as Junior went about destroying the stragglers. She then yelped as the head of her snowman was smashed in. She found Aiko glaring at her as she stood next to the destroyed snowman. Aiko then pushed the rest of the snowman over Sonata, practically burying her in snow. Aiko grabbed the jacket from the pile of snow.
“If I ever catch you stealing one of my son’s jackets again” warned Aiko. “I will be throwing you into the Vault!”
Aiko marched off, suddenly an idea struck her head.
"Gojira! We'll have to wait to get the animated ones! Just destroy the inanimate snowmen so they can't make more!" said Aiko.
"Got it, Mrs. Riku!" called Junior as he ran. A child gasped as Junior tackled an inanimate snowman, his momentum and body causing the snowman to crumble under him. The child caught the carrot nose that went flying from the now destroyed snowman.
"You're a mean one, mister!" pouted the child.
Mr. Jingles gasped as he witnessed the killing of his kind, including the ones who have yet to be brought to life. How cruel and wicked they were to destroy the innocent snowmen, who wanted to spread cheer and joy while procreating and flirting with everyone. At the rate Junior and Aiko were destroying the snowmen, they would soon all be gone. Jingles quickly retreated with a group of snowmen that fled.
"Come, my friends! We must continue our survival by creating more! Take the snow beneath you and forge more of our kind! Then bless them with the spark of life from our nether regions!" cried Jingles as he fled.
From across the town, snowmen were being built by living snowmen. They quickly assembled, rolling up balls of snow, great and small. They even dressed them in whatever they could, or even left some of them completely naked. Once they forged the bodies of the snowmen, they began to 'grant' them the gift of life. The newly forged snowmen became animated, and were instructed to do the same.
"Ah hell! We can't possibly destroy them all at this rate," said Aiko in dismay. Junior panted as he looked around.
"Yeah it doesn't matter if we destroy all of the inanimate ones if they know how to make them for themselves," said Junior, grunting in frustration.
"You two are insane!" cried Angirasu. Both Junior and Aiko turned to find Angirasu, Inoue and Koizumi behind them.
"They're just snowmen! But you're killing them because you think they're annoying, and because you have a weird fear of snowmen!" said Angirasu, pointing to Junior and his mother respectively.
"What are you so bent out of shape for? These things aren't alive," said Junior.
"You- One of them literally screamed, 'genocide'!" said Angirasu in disbelief.
"Angirasu, sweetie. They have no feelings, nor a soul. Therefore, they aren't alive," said Aiko, nonchalantly. “It’s as if Man created The Devil”
"What..." Angirasu just stared.
"Technically, they're right," interjected Koizumi. "The snowmen are animated only because of the energy from the device that shot them. They simulate living beings because the beams also inject a sort of energy based Artificial Intelligence in them, simulating human-like behavior," said Koizumi.
"So they're alive," said Inoue.
"No, I said artificial. They seem life-like. But they're not. They're glorified robots that don't know they're robots," said Koizumi.
"There's no way that's how they're 'alive.' I mean, energy beams encoding artificial intelligence into snowmen? That sounds like it belongs in a cheap ass sci-fi film," said Junior. Inoue stared blankly at Junior.
“Says the kid who can turn into a giant monster” deadpanned Inoue. Koizumi shrugged.
"What do you want from me? I was in charge of testing it," said Koizumi.
"Look, it doesn't matter. We need to figure out how to destroy them. Any ideas?" asked Aiko, looking to Junior. The boy hummed as he scratched his chin.
"Only things that come to mind is waiting until spring or smashing them. If only there was a way to warm up the city sooner to melt them," said Junior.
"We can always ask the military to detonate a nuke over the town. That'd be sure to melt them," said Aiko, jokingly. Junior raised his head.
"Actually..." Junior smiled. Angirasu just stared.
"You're definitely insane," said Angirasu.
"Hey, Koizumi. You said these things run on some kind of energy, right? Would you say they're kind of like electronics?" asked Junior. Koizumi shrugged.
"I don't know. You'd have to talk to ones behind the project.
"What are you thinking, Goji?" asked Inoue in confusion.
"It's risky, but this might work. We need to talk to the Director. At least someone that can get a nuke deployed," said Junior.
"Am I the only one who's concerned right now?!" asked Angirasu.
Couple of Days Later….
Junior was covering up the wall of his house with a lead plate. He smiled as he looked over his home, finding it decorated with lead. He looked to his mother's car, which was stripped of its battery. From across the neighborhood, houses were in a similar state.
"Junior, get inside! They're starting!" called Miwa. Junior rushed to his house. He found Mrs. Riku, Angirasu, Mosura, his mother and father sitting in the living room. All of the electronics were unplugged from the walls. The house was dark, from everything, including the windows, covered up. Aiko held a radio in her hand.
"All citizens, please remain indoors. If you are not indoors, you are advised to shield your eyes and not look to the sky. Detonation in 10. 9. 8. 7." A voice on the radio spoke. The family tensed as the countdown went. Junior could only imagine other families doing something similar.
"6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1." The voice stopped. There was a bright flash in the sky. A ball of burning light that could be mistaken for the sun was present. The EMP went off, and its electromagnetic energy began to descend down upon the town. The lead covering most structures protected the electronics inside.
"Please wait in doors until further notice, while military forces sweep the town," said a voice.
"I have to say, I'm shocked," said Senior.
“I’m relived” said Aiko.
"Yeah, you kidding me? I'm surprised that an EMP strike over Equestrian territory was approved," said Junior.
"I'm surprised you suggested this," said Mosura with a deadpanned look.
"Unofficially. I unofficially suggested to detonate an EMP to kill the living snowmen. Mrs. Riku and Koizumi unofficially suggested my suggestion to the Director of MONARCH. Officially, the Director learned about the snowmen problem and recommended an EMP strike to the president. The media had to spend a couple of days scaring the public into accepting the solution with fake reports of snowmen eating people," explained Junior.
“I helped out with that last part” Aiko added.
"Well, I hope it all worked out in the end," said Miwa. There was a loud crash. The people in the house jumped, turning to the door. They rushed out the door, finding a red sleigh crashed in the snow on their yard. A team of reindeer whimpered as they lied in the snow, while a fat old man lied in the snow.
"Ho. Ho. Ow..." the man groaned.
"Holy crap, Santa Claus!" cried Miwa in shock.
"Uh oh," said Junior, gulping.
Later that day, the man presumed to be Ol' St. Nick lied on the sofa of the Takeshi residence. His red jacket was hung up along with his cap. He groaned in pain as his leg was wrapped in a thick cast. His reindeer lied in the backyard, exhausted.
"Are you really, Santa?" asked Mosura, raising a brow.
"Check the pocket of my coat," groaned Santa. Junior grabbed the coat and dug into the left pocket. He found a box of cigarettes, a small bag of angel dust and a tampon. Junior flinched in disgust as he dropped the items to the ground.
“Wr-wrong Pocket!” shouted Santa. Junior dug into the right pocket. He found a velvet wallet, marked with the initials, S.C. The boy opened the wallet, finding an I.D.
"St. Nicholas Claus. Resident of the North Pole. Cute," deadpanned Junior. He then did a double take. "Born in 1660?"
"I'll have you know I look good for my age!" said Santa, indignantly.
"You really are Santa! I feel like a little girl again!" said Miwa, grinning.
"So what happened to you?" asked Angirasu.
"I don't know. I had decided to get a head start on Christmas by racing to the East by riding from the West coast. Then, suddenly this bright light filled the sky. Rudolph was the first to succumb to the heat and led the team down. I crashed and here we are," said Santa. Junior grimaced as he noticed glares from Angirasu, Miwa and Mosura.
"Oh this is terrible! My leg is broken and my reindeer are in no shape to deliver all of these presents to the world! Oh the poor children!" cried Santa in despair.
"Way to go, Gojira. You just ruined Christmas," said Angirasu, crossing his arms.
"Look. I fucked up, OK?" said Junior, raising his hands. "At least we destroyed all those snowmen."
A bleeping sound is heard from Aiko’s tablet, she took it out and began to look at it. Her face went pale at something.
“Oh Sweet Baby Jesus under a Lawnmower!” Aiko cursed, catching the attention of Junior.
“What is it now?” Junior groaned, he thought for a moment. “Oh no don’t tell me-“
“Apparently, all of the snowmen survived the nuke by seeking shelter at Louie's Ice Cream Factory” Aiko explained, she noticed that Junior was slowly clenching his fists.
"Pinkie..." growled Junior. He couldn't prove that the girl was somehow involved with them finding shelter, but he had his suspicions since she claimed to know what to do when the weather got warmer. But, he did not despair. “Look on the bright side, they’re stuck in one building, and it’s warm outside.”
The room suddenly grew noticeably darker. The group looked outside, only to see heavy snow clouds rolling in blocking the ‘second sun’ from view. Aiko glanced at her tablet, she checked the weather. Her blood froze when she saw that the forecast predicted blizzards and ice storms throughout the week.
“It was never meant to be!” Santa groaned. “Fate has transpired against us!”
"Way to go, Dumbass," said Angirasu bluntly.
"Ugh. Shut up, we've been over this!" said Junior in exasperation.
"Look, as much as I'm amused to watch you two argue, we have to address the problem," said Aiko regaining her composure.
"Yes. We must save Christmas! I may not be able to do it this year, but you can," said Santa, pointing to Junior.
"Me?" asked Junior in shock.
"Yes! It's technically your fault that this happened. You owe it to the world to take on this burden!" said Santa.
"You've mistaken me for someone who cares about Christmas," said Junior.
"Gojira!" said Miwa, appalled.
"You have a cold heart, my boy. It saddens me," said Santa in disappointment.
"Santa, people in the world have become so materialistic to the point that they're willing to degrade themselves for a pair of fancy pants to suck on lollipops at the cool kids table. Why would I want to feed that behavior by delivering them more crap that they don't need?" asked Junior. Mosura glared at him.
"Where do you get off on judging people for being materialistic?" questioned Mosura. "Weren't you the one obsessing the last couple of months making money?"
"No, because that's different," said Junior.
"How?" asked Mosura.
"It just is. Don't worry about it," said Junior. Mosura groaned.
"Why do you keep saying that?!" asked Mosura.
"OK, enough!" said Aiko. She took Santa's hat and placed it on Junior's head.
"Look, like it or not, Santa chose you to save Christmas. I agree with you on the materialism part, but the point of Christmas is not just gifts. It's about giving and bringing joy to people you may not even know. Don't do it for the stuff, do it for the smiles of children," said Aiko. Junior sighed heavily.
"Well... I guess this is technically my fault. Fine, I'll freaking do it," said Junior in dismay. Angirasu sighed.
"You'll need help. I'm in, too," said Angirasu. Mosura nodded in agreement. "Same."
"Thank you, children," said Santa, smiling warmly. Aiko began to walk out the door.
"OK, good luck guys. I'm off to kick some more snowman ass," said Aiko as she walked out the door.
"Let's get Rodan too. I think we'll need all the help we can get," said Junior.
The streets were empty. The wind howled as it blew. The snow was covered in old tracks, while the snow fell from the air. Aiko held a shot gun filled with bean bag rounds. This was mandatory for this operation, as to avoid their weapons potentially hitting civilians if they were to shoot in the wrong area. The area was filled with several MONARCH soldiers, some even armed with flamethrowers.
Aiko found some snowmen to be standing in the street, lifeless as they remained in different poses. Some reaching up to the sky, with looks of horror on their frozen faces. Aiko knocked over an inanimate snowman, allowing it to crumble to the ground.
"Stay sharp! These were built as decoys, they must be setting up a trap” said Aiko to her squad. “Remember I don't want a single one of these fuckers standing!"
"Lieutenant, do you notice how much weird shit always happens in this town?" asked a squad member.
"You have no idea," deadpanned Aiko. There was a crackle over the COMs.
"Oak Street is clear," said a voice over the COM.
"Nothing at Nightingale Ave," said another voice. Aiko narrowed her eyes, as she glances left and right.
‘It’s quiet’ Aiko thought to herself. ‘Too quiet’
"Contact! Contact!" cried a squad member. Aiko turned, finding a snowman exclaiming as he rushed down the street, away from the area. Aiko raised her shot gun and fired. The beanbag round struck him in the back of the head, causing the snowman to fall over and to crumble.
"Tango down," said Aiko. She hummed as she went over to inspect the snowman.
"This must’ve been a scout" said Aiko. “Look out for more”
"Damn if you never shot it, we would have found the nest" said a squad member. Aiko smirked.
“Lucky for you I know what the nest is” Aiko said smugly. “It’s the Louie’s Ice Cream Factory”
"I know where that is! My uncle worked there!" said a squad member.
"Lead the way, Corporal," said Aiko. The chatter over the COM brought up uneasiness in her. The temperature outside was quickly getting colder and colder. They had to strike tactfully and soon before they could multiply and spread.
Back at the Takeshi residence the Transmutant 4, and Senior were outside in the backyard. They were in the process of repairing any damage that was done to the sleigh.
"Dude, this is so cool! I can't believe we're actually fixing Santa's sleigh!" said Rodan. Junior groaned to himself.
"All I wanted to do was shovel snow. But no, there had to be a perverted animated snowman running around. And now I'm stuck saving Christmas," muttered Junior to himself.
"Alright, looks like she'll hold. Mr. Claus wanted to speak to you kids, so head back inside. I'll touch up the paint," said Senior.
The teens returned to the house. They found Santa lying on the sofa. Miwa was setting down a glass of milk and a plate of cookies.
"Ah. There you are. I take it the sleigh is fixed?" asked Santa.
"She's good to go," said Rodan with a nod.
"Good. Now I have to teach you the proper technique of being Santa!" said Santa as he painfully sat up.
"One thing you'll need is the look as Santa!" said Santa as he tossed Junior his red coat and cap.
"Yeah, great. Whoever heard of a neighsian Santa Claus?" asked Junior
"Minor details at this point. You're my substitute for the year," said Santa. He then hummed as he looked to the other teens. "But the rest of you stand out. Not a problem!"
Santa drew out a bag labeled, 'Christmas Magic'. He reached in and tossed out sparkly dust at Mosura and Angirasu. The two were suddenly clad in new apparel. Angirasu was clad in a green tunic and a pair of pants with pointed shoes and a pointed hat. Mosura wore a santa-like coat, along with a green skirt and a pair of red tights with black boots. She admired her white gloves and herself, as a mistletoe was clipped into her hair. Junior lightly blushed at her appearance, as the coat hugged her slim and fit figure, how her legs were exposed under her skirt. Mosura noticed his staring and looked away with a bashful smile.
"What about me?" asked Rodan.
"My boy, you have the most important role! Since you're a flier, you have the responsibility to pull along the sleigh!" said Santa. Rodan bore a slight look of disappointment.
"Oh. OK, I guess," said Rodan.
"Now, when delivering presents, you have to find ways to get into the house," said Santa. Junior raised his hand.
"You ever got into a situation where you got caught? I'd hate to be arrested for breaking and entering," said Junior.
"No. That’s why it’s important to be as quiet and inconspicuous as possible. Santa always lands on the roof and enters through the chimney," said Santa.
"But what if there isn't a chimney? Some people live in apartments," said Mosura with a raised brow.
"Then you take this magic key. Stick it against the roof or wall and a way in will come," said Santa as he handed Junior the key.
"Got it. What's next?" asked Junior.
"The children tend to leave out sweets and milk for me. It's hard work delivering presents. Feel free to have some. The children will appreciate that," said Santa. Junior sent him a deadpanned look.
"I'm not gonna eat a bunch of sweets put up by billions of children in the world. I'd like to keep all of my limbs, thank you," said Junior.
"And finally, the most important part of being Santa," said St. Nick, as he pointed to a large bag.
"That bag is magical. It's a portal from here to my workshop. You reach inside, and pull the present out," said Santa.
"So that's how you deliver all of those presents!" said Miwa in fascination.
"And one other thing. It's crucial that you know this. Check the list twice before delivering the gift. If the child has been nice, give the gift that says 'from santa'. If they've been naughty, give them the one that says 'Spankey the Elf'." The teens looked at him oddly.
"Huh? You don't give them coal? What about Krampus? Doesn't he deal with the bad children?" asked Junior confusion.
"I haven't done the coal thing since the 1990s. Krampus also retired roughly 100 hundred years ago," answered Santa. Junior shrugged as Santa gave him a scroll.
"Oh good. You even took the time to mark their behavior," said Junior as he did a quick scan of the list.
"I bet you're on the naughty list," said Rodan teasingly.
"Shut up," said Junior in annoyance.
"Maybe he is, maybe he isn't. But if he does a good job..." Santa looked to the side innocently.
"Thanks but I don't need a get out of jail free card. I'm just cleaning up my mess," said Junior as he rolled up the scroll.
"Alright troops, get snacks and use the bathroom. Wheels up in 5," said Junior. As his friends began to leave the living room, Junior glanced at his mother.
"Mom, could you do me a favor?" asked Junior in a whisper. Miwa tilted her head curiously.
Later, Junior found himself sitting in the sleigh. Rodan had transformed into his flying reptillian state, his harnes decorated with jingle bells. Angirasu sat in the back with the sack of presents, and snacks. Mosura sat next to Junior, taking a breath as she tightly held the golden rails on the sleigh.
Junior turned to find Santa with a crutch. He hovered over his shoulder, pointing at a screen on the dashboard.
"This here is your navigator. It will help you find your destination by typing in the name of the child and the serial number beneath," said Santa. "Also, the magic of the sleigh will slow time relative to you if you get enough speed, allowing you to travel great distances at such short of time."
"This seems tedious, Santa," said Junior.
"Hey, there's a lot of kids. Some of them have the same name," said Santa. "I took the liberty to also categorize them by nation as to not go back and forth. You're starting in Neighpon," said Santa. Angirasu smiled.
"Got it. Ready to visit your old home, Aang?" asked junior.
"Yeah, let's go!" said Angirasu.
"Wait! One more picture!" cried Miwa as she held put her phone.
"No time!" said Junior in annoyance. He took the harness.
"On Rodan! On- Ugh, just go!" said Junior. Rodan screeched as he began to flap his wings. As he got off the ground, the magic of the sleigh began to cause it to levitate.
"Oh boy!" whimpered Mosura as she tightened her hold on the rail.
"Up! Up! And away!!" Junior cried as Rodan soared, carrying the sleigh. Mosura was screaming her head off as she clung to Junior. Angirasu was whooping in exhilaration.
"Pick up the pace, Ro!" called Junior as he snapped the reigns. Rodan shrieked as he began to climb in altitude, shooting up like a rocket.
"Too fast!!" cried Mosura.
"This is awesome!!" cried Angirasu.
"At least one of us is having fun!" said Junior in dismay. The sleigh began to fly off into the sunset, one a quest to save Christmas.
Aiko bore narrowed eyes. Her warm breath flowed from her mouth and out to the cold. She held up a pair of binoculars, finding a pair of snowmen standing outside the doors of a four story building. The building was labeled, 'Louie's Ice Cream'. It was a local factory. The ice cream was popular around town. Now it seemed to be a shelter for straggler snowmen.
"They gotta be multiplying in there. Just imagine all of the snowmen they can make with all of those ingredients used to make ice cream," said a squad member.
"What's the plan, Lieutenant?" asked a squad member.
"Simple. We move in and raise hell. I don't want a single one of them getting away," said Aiko. She began to lower the binoculars and raised her shot gun. She pulled the trigger, shattering the head of one of the snowmen. The other gasped in shock, but was also had his head destroyed by another squad member.
"Move in!" ordered Aiko. The squad began to rush from behind the cars. They made their way over to the factory. Aiko stood planted against the wall, while a squad member forced the door open. One by one, the soldiers began infiltrate the facility. As they did, they found that the factory was empty. It was cold, with snow covering the ground.
"Looks like they've been redecorating," said a squad member.
"Stay sharp," said Aiko. The soldiers moved through the lobby, their feet crunching the powdery snow beneath their boots. Eventually, they made their way into a large room. Large machines stood, cold and metallic. The air seemed colder here, as snow and frozen milk covered the ground. Aiko grimaced as she felt her boots step into a patch of vanilla ice cream.
"It's slippery. Watch your step," said Aiko. As the lights from the weapons of the soldiers shone through the darkness, they tensed as they heard the sound of snow shuffling. Ominous giggles filled the air.
"Easy..." whispered Aiko, slightly trembling. She cursed herself from getting shaken up. All because of that stupid fear of snowmen. She closed her eyes briefly, a memory flashing to her mind. She remembered how her sister once showed her a horror movie when they were younger. It involved a killer snowman. Because of that film, seeing the blood soaked snow and the icicle teeth of the monster seared into her mind, Aiko has had a bit of a phobia of them. But now was the time to truly conquer that fear. Her men were counting on her to pull them through.
There was the sound of metal clanking. The soldiers whipped around, their eyes darting around as their rays of light dragged along every surface in the room. Aiko looked to the soldiers wielding flame throwers, signaling to spread out. The two soldiers began to step away from the rest of the squad, keeping a steady grip on their flames throwers. Little flames glowed near the tip of the gas barrels, ready to be used.
"Ah!" a soldier yelped as he covered his face. Aiko whipped around.
"It's cold!" said the soldier. Suddenly, a barrage of snowballs began to strike the soldiers, causing them to yelp in pain and from the cold. Aiko raised her weapon and found a snowman standing on a machine, tossing a snowball. Aiko fired but missed as she was struck in the head by the snowball.
"Bring the heat!" shouted Aiko. The flame thrower soldiers stepped forward, catching some snowballs on them. They ignited their weapons, spewing forth flames. The snowmen cried out in panic and fled as the flames reached out to them.
"Keep at it boys!" said Aiko as she and the soldiers began to fire their bean bag rounds at the fleeing snowmen. Suddenly, the lights flashed on, blinding the soldiers.
"Agh! Fuck!" Aiko winced. She then gasped as she found a horde of snowmen to be appearing all over the room, all laughing and giggling. Some were made of snow, others were made up of ice cream. Their faces and buttons made up of candy and treats instead of carrots, pebbles, buttons and sticks. Jingles appeared among them, standing next to a large machine. It was a snow machine, filled with artificial snow.
"Let her rip!" said Jingles. The machine roared to life and began to spray out a white mist from its vents. The mist began to cover the soldiers, causing them to yelp in alarm as the ice covered their bodies. The flame throwers were doused and damaged from the water. Jingles laughed boastfully.
"You can't spoil our Holiday, you villains!" said Jingles. The soldiers retreated from the main room, as snowmen continued to pepper them with more snowballs. The snowmen cheered.
"Behold! They cower at the might of our snow! Come! We shall spread throughout the town once again! Build more snowmen and give rise to a nation of icy folks! We will not submit!" cried Jingles. The snowmen all cheered. A great vault in the basement of the factory opened. From within, many heavy barrels of frozen ice cream stood. The snowmen began to open and knock them over, scooping out the snow. They began to quickly assemble the ice cream into new snow men, which they then proceeded to give them more life. From the factory, snowmen began to take apart the machines in the building, assembling them into make shift cannons, loaded up with snowballs. The snowmen began to march and sing.
"Oh Sweet Ice~! Oh what beauty you bring~! You keep away the ugliness and lice~!" the snowmen began to sing as they prepared for their conquest. From outside of the factory, Aiko and her squad stood outside. They heard the banging and voices of the legion of snowmen from structure. They stood, in shock. The doors and windows suddenly burst, with hundreds of snowmen rushing out. They gave war cries as they wielded cannons and spatulas.
"Holy crap!" exclaimed a squad member.
"Yeah! Revolution!" cried a snowman as they began to charge.
"Oh shit! Fall back!" cried Aiko as she and the soldiers were firing their weapons. No matter how much they shot at them, there was no stopping this onslaught of frosty friends. They began to flee from the scene, as the snowmen sang and spread throughout the streets. The soldiers that were in the streets had the misfortune of being swarmed by the snowmen. They were shot by ice cream and snow balls from cannons. Some were also spanked by spatulas. Jingles stood on the roof of the factory, waving a flag of a snowman's face.
"REVOLUTION!!" cried Jingles.
Neighpon...
Junior bit his lip as he held onto the reigns of the sleigh. Rodan squawked as he began to slowly descend upon a house, landing with a creak. The boy winced.
"Real inconspicuous. Man this is a bad idea. If the Defense Force sees us flying around with a Transmutant, we're bound to get shot down," said Junior.
“Don’t worry Gojira” Angirasu reassured his friend. “It’s MONARCH policy to not shoot down animals that carry sleighs in the sky”
“Who made up that rule?” asked Junior in a confused tone.
“Gary” Angirasu said holding up his smart phone. On the phone screen was a video of a man wearing nothing but a spider man mask and his underwear.
“Hello” said the man on the phone.
“Of course,” said Junior. “Of course.”
"Don't worry. We'll be quick before they even see us. Let's just deliver those presents," said Mosura. The teens stepped off the sleigh, with Angirasu grabbing the sack and Mosura holding the list. Junior stepped over across the roof of the house, finding a chimney ahead.
"OK, let's do it," said Junior as he began to ease his feet into the chimney.
"Ooh, careful. Looks like a tight pinch, Gojira," said Angirasu.
"Nah. If Santa can do it, then so can I," said Junior as he grunted, squeezing his waist into the chimney. He gasped as he nearly slipped. Mosura and Angirasu quickly caught him by his coat, keeping him from falling all the way in.
"Harder than it looks," said Junior as he began to plant his feet and hands onto the sides of the chimney. He began to carefully climb down. Once he reached the bottom, he found a dark, empty living room. Junior looked up.
"Pass me the gifts!" whispered Junior. From above, Mosura began to look through the list.
"OK, Komachi Tenshiro. Hand me a gift from Santa," said Mosura. Angirasu began to dig through the bag and drew out a long gift wrapped object. It was like a bat or something. Angirasu handed it to Mosura, who began to hold it over the chimney. She allowed it to drop, allowing Junior to catch it.
"OK," said Junior as he began to set the gift under the tree. He noticed a small table, holding a tiny plate full of little chocolate covered cookies.
"Agh. How can I say no to chocolate?" Junior took the plate and began to stuff a few cookies into his mouth. He even took a quick sip of milk. Junior proceeded to make his way up the chimney. Mosura and Angirasu pulled him out onto the roof.
"One down, a shitload more to go," said Junior, brushing off his coat.
"We're gonna need some music for this," said Mosura.
The Transmutants spent the remaining hours of the evening delivering presents throughout the nation. With those hours, they also began to deliver the presents to the children of neighboring nations. With Rodan's speed combined with the magical elements of the sleigh, the teens were able to cover the Eastern Hemisphere of the world. They climbed chimneys, sneaked through roof tops, yards, and walls with the magic key given to them. They delivered gifts to all the children, and even some older people surprisingly. Whether it was gifts for the naughty or the nice, they were delivered. As the teens were flying from a nation in Zebrica, one thing was on their mind.
"I wonder what's in those naughty gifts," said Mosura, looking back at the gift sack.
"Probably just a shitty gift. Hell, maybe even nothing. That's worse than getting a lump of goal," said Junior. Angirasu yawned.
"Anyone packed coffee or something?" asked Angirasu.
"No, I got these energy drinks from a corner store," said Mosura, holding out a small bottle to Angirasu. The boy took a drink. His eyes opened wider.
"Wow. I'm wide awake," said Angirasu.
"Good, cause we still have the Western World to go," said Junior as he snapped the reigns, causing Rodan to shriek as he dove, causing Mosura to cling to Junior.
"Would you please stop that?!" cried Mosura.
"It's just funny seeing you react!" chuckled Junior.
"Ass!" said Mosura with a glare.
Later, the Transmutants had managed to deliver all of the gifts from the East Coast, the North and South. About every nation and town was visited. The teens made their way West and continued to deliver the countless gifts. By now, the youngsters were quite exhausted. Even if time was slowed relative to, they still were up for quite some time.
"Ugh. I wanna drink more of this stuff but I'll get all jittery," said Angirasu as he looked at his energy drink. Eventually, the teens reached their home town and state. They heard the sound of joyous laughter as hordes of snowmen were running loose in the streets.
"Ah hell! Your mother is doing one hell of a job Aang!” said Junior sarcastically.
"Don’t talk shit about my mother!" said Angirasu. “Even if she is just as crazy as you.”
Junior just sent him a look.
"Don't worry about them. Once we've finished our town, we can go home," said Mosura. Junior sighed.
"Fine. Take us down, Ro!" said Junior as he gripped the reigns. Rodan descended down the roof of a house. They landed, allowing the other teens to disembark. Junior took the sack and dropped it down. He began to climb down the chimney, with Mosura following close.
"Careful. This one's a bit slippery," said Junior. Mosura gasped as her hand slipped. She screamed as she fell, landing on Junior's shoulders. This caused the boy to yelp as he dropped down. The two slammed onto the ground. They groaned as Mosura found herself sitting on Junior's back.
"Sorry..." Mosura tittered. She got up and began to help the boy onto his feet. Angirasu dropped down behind them.
"We should make this quick. That was bound to wake someone up," said Angirasu. Junior winced.
"Right. Start filling up the stockings," said Junior. As told, Mosura and Angirasu began to draw out sweets from the sack and filled the stockings up that hung over the chimney. Junior began to notice something off about the house. There were a lot of actor biographies and entertainment magazines on the shelves. There was also the smell of Mexicoltan food in the air.
"Hey, look. A yearbook from our school," said Angirasu as he picked up the book from the shelf. Mosura grabbed another similar year book.
"Hey, this is this year's yearbook! That's not supposed to be released until spring. It's not even finished," said Mosura as they looked through the books. Some pages were blank.
"I heard of those! Apparently they're prototypes that the team making the yearbooks hand out to a select few. It's kinda like a focus test thing," said Angirasu. Junior sighed in annoyance.
"Hey, stop wasting time!" said Junior.
"The student photos are here. Hey, wait a minute," said Angirasu as he squinted.
"What's wrong?" asked Junior. He momentarily forgot about the current situation.
"Look," said Angirasu as he showed the yearbook. Junior looked at the book, noticing something standout immediately. Angirasu's picture was decorated with red hearts all around it.
"What the hell?" Junior raised a brow.
"Guys, look," said Mosura as she showed the book she had. On the page, there were doodle of hearts and notes around the pictures of certain students. One was Sunset Shimmer.
"Uh oh," said Junior as his eyes fell on another photo. It was his photo. On the side, there a note that read, 'Gloomy Stud Muffin'. Written in red pen. Junior realized who's home this was.
"Who's there?!" A voice demanded. The Transmutants turned with a start, finding the Dazzlings standing in their pajamas. They were armed with flash lights and bats.
"Oh boy," said Junior.
"Wait a minute. Gojira?" asked Aria in confusion. "What the fuck are you guys doing here?"
"And why are you dressed like..." Adagio eyed the mutants as well as the sack they carried. She even noticed that the Christmas stockings were stuffed.
"No way. You guys are Santa's helpers, aren't you?" asked Adagio. Junior gave a weak smile.
"Merry Christmas~," said Junior with a forced chuckle.
"Are you serious?" deadpanned Aria. Sonata was grinning from ear to ear.
"You guys met Santa?! He's real?! What's he like?!" asked Sonata as she tugged at Angirasu's sleeve. Adagio giggled as she gave Junior a foxy smile.
"So, you're my Santa Claus this year? That's better than being my cuddle buddy. You look hot in that coat," said Adagio as she caressed Junior's chest. Her skin tingled from the material of the coat against her palm.
"It's a little warm, yeah," said Junior awkwardly. Mosura rolledl her eyes as she looked through the list. She took a couple of gifts out and passed them to Aria and Sonata.
"Merry Christmas," said Mosura, her tone sour as she glanced at Junior.
"Gee. Don't force yourself," muttered Aria.
"Santa, I don't really want much. But I do want something special from you~," said Adagio with a flirty smile. Mosura grunted as her face hardened.
"I want you for Christmas. I want you stuffed right in my stocking," said Adagio with a giggle. Mosura looked at the list but gasped at what she saw. Adagio was on the Nice list.
"Bullshit," muttered Mosura. She then reached into the bag but noticed a 'Spankey' gift. She looked back and found Adagio, tugging at Junior's coat, who was looking away in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, but Santa is very busy," said Mosura as she grabbed the 'Spankey' gift and handed it to Adagio.
"Merry Christmas. Please, feel free to open your gifts. Its Christmas Eve," said Mosura with a devious smirk. Adagio shrugged and opened the box. From the box, a 4 foot tall elf popped out. He bore a maniacal smile, sporting a green tunic and dark leggings. His clothes bore black stripes, from the tall hat to his legs. Adagio gasped as the creature locked eyes with her. He lunged at her and tackled the girl onto the ground.
"Ah! What're you-" Adagio yelped as the elf flipped her onto her belly, resting on his lap.
"You've been a baaad girl pup! Now toot that ass up!" Shouted the elf. He grunted as began to smack Adagio's ass. The girl cried out in pain from each loud smack.
"Dagi!" The rest of the Dazzlings stared in alarm as Adagio began to whine in pain.
"Stop! Stop it, please!" Pleaded Adagio.
"Run! Run!" said Junior. The mutants bolted back up the chimney, still hearing Adagio's pained cries. They got on the roof and rushed to the sleigh. Junior felt himself slide from wet snow, causing him to lose his footing.
"HO-HO-HOLY SHIT!!" Junior cried as he fell over. But Mosura caught his wrist before he could tumble, but she ended up getting pulled along with him. The two screamed as they tumbled down the roof, getting tangled up in Christmas lights along the way. Junior and Mosura found themselves bound together, dangling upside down and a few feet off the ground.
"Are you two OK?!" asked Angirasu.
"Oh you know, we're just hanging out," said Mosura with a forced chuckle. She felt like this was karma for giving Adagio the wrong gift.
"Hang on, I'll get you two down!" said Angirasu. Mosura grunted as she felt the strands from the lights tighten around her and Junior.
"Don't move! I think it's getting tighter!" grunted Junior. Mosura whined.
"I can't help it! This is really- Ah!" Mosura gave a yelp. Her face flushed as she bit her lip. The strand tightened more, pressing her more against the boy.
"Please don't make that sound," muttered Junior. The two heard Adagio's muffled cries from within the house. The two looked to the window, finding lights turning on and frantic voices.
"Hey!" Mosura exclaimed, thrashing with a blush.
"What?!" Junior asked defensively.
"Are you serious?! Right now?!" Mosura glared at the boy.
"I can't help it! It just happens to guys for no reason sometimes!" said Junior. Mosura grunted indignantly as she thrashed, attempting to get free. "Stop squirming! That's not gonna help!"
"I'm not the one turned on by girls getting spanked!" said Mosura, shuffling against Junior. Her face red hot and her breaths rough.
"Hey, you're the one pressing against me!" Said Junior with a glare as the two swung.
"Wait, it's because of me?" asked Mosura, ceasing her thrashing. She suddenly felt her anger subside, but her face still flushed.
"That settled you down?" asked Junior incredulously. The two felt themselves lowered to the snow as Angirasu removed some lights. Junior grunted as he flexed his muscles, causing the strands to snap. He stood up, helping Mosura to her feet.
"Um... Goji, you might wanna..." Mosura awkwardly looked away. Junior sighed in annoyance as he covered himself with the coat he wore.
"It's awkward enough. Don't stare," said Junior.
"Sorry." Mosura cleared her throat.
A few minutes later, the Transmutants soaring again. No one spoke, due to events prior. Aside from the Christmas lights situation, the sounds of smacks were ingrained into their minds.
"I can't believe what we saw," said Junior. He shook his head. "Poor Adagio."
"Yeah, I almost feel bad for her. Almost," said Mosura, muttering the last bit to herself.
"Santa doesn't screw around," said Angirasu. Mosura sighed heavily.
"After that, I've lost all my energy," whined Mosura. Angirasu nodded in agreement. Rodan gave a groan as he flapped his wings, lacking the same amount of speed as earlier.
"If you guys are tired, you can rest," said Junior.
"Are you sure?" asked Mosura reluctantly.
"Sure. I'm already invested in finishing this thing," said Junior.
"You're a true friend," said Angirasu, muttering as he lied down in the back of the sled. Mosura began to lie herself down on the side of the sleigh, falling fast asleep.
"It's just you and me, Ro," said Junior. Rodan grunted in response. During the flight, Junior looked to the sack in the back, finding a 'Spankey the Elf' gift to be sticking out. Then, he got an idea. An awful idea. Gojira got a wonderful, awful idea. As Junior went about delivering gifts, a snowman watched from the distance.
"The mutant slithered and slunk with a smile most unpleasant. As he plotted his plot, to give his own 'presents'," said the snowman, shaking his head. Trumpets began to blare in the air along with the beat of drums and other instruments.
"You're a mean one, Mr. Takeshi~," sang the snowman. "You really are a heel~. You're as cuddly as a cactus~. You're as charming as an eel~. Mr. Takeshi~! You're a bad banana, with a greasy black peel~!" the snowman sang as Junior moved onto the next house. The teen began to reach into the sack and draw out a 'Spankey' gift, a devious smile on his face.
"You're a monster~! Mr. Takeshi~! You're heart's an empty hole~! You're brain is full of spiders, you've got salt in your soul~! Mr. Takeshi~!" sang the snowman, moving along the street, as Junior gave dark chuckles.
"I wouldn't touch you with a.... 39 and a half foot pole~! You're a vile one~! Mr. Takeshi~! You have termites in your smile ~! You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile~. Mr. Takeshi~. Given the choice between you, I'd pick the... Seasick crocodile~!" sang the snowman. Meanwhile, Junior was placing down a few 'Spankey' gifts in another.
"I'm a rotter~! I'm a Grinch~! I'm the king of vengeful sots~!" sang Junior, before leaping out the window right next to narrating snowman.
"Your heart's a dead tomatoe~!" sang the snowman.
"Splotched with moldy purple spots~!" sang Junior.
"You're a Griiiinch~!" sang the snowman. "Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable. Mangled up in..."
"Tangled up knots~!" sang Junior and the snowman in unison. As music seemed to swell up in the air, Junior began to stride over to the snowman with a smirk.
"You nauseate me~!" sang the snowman.
"I nauseate him~!" sang Junior.
"Mr. Takeshi~!" sang the snowman.
"I'm a Grinch~!" Junior tossed his cap into the air.
"With a nauseous super 'naus'~! You're a crooked dirty jockey~! And you ride a crooked horse, Mr. Takeshi~! You're a triple decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce~!" sang the snowman with a look of disdain. "You're a mean one~!"
"I'm a mean one~!" sang Junior.
"You're the meanest meanie mean one~!" sang the snowman, wagging his wooden finger in disapproval.
"Ain't you glad you've finally seen one~?" sang Junior.
"Mr. Takeshi is a diiiiiiick~!" sang the snowman, while Junior drew out a sledge hammer from the gift sack. He then smashed the head of the snowman, silencing the musical number.
"It was fun while it lasted," said Junior as he tossed the sledge hammer aside and began to make his way back to the sled.
Aiko gave a heavy sigh. She found herself inside of an abandoned building, along with her squad. With them were several other soldiers that managed to escape the onslaught of snowmen.
"It's Christmas Eve. The living snowmen have conquered Ponyville, terrorizing the populace with their annoying voices and singing," said a soldier as he stared out the window, finding snowmen roaming the streets. They blocked off people's path as they attempted to get home for the night. They sang their Christmas songs obnoxiously, which could be heard from the building. Soldiers that were captured were tied up in Christmas lights, while getting peppered by snowballs from the snowmen.
"We're low on ammo and rations. I fear we will not make it through the winter. May God help us," said the soldier. “We will die, in the snows of Frosty!”
"Goddamit, Corporal! I told you to stop doing those stupid dramatic narrations!" scolded Aiko.
“I love my dramatic narrations!” retorted the soldier.
"Hey, we're not through yet," said another squad member. Aiko began to call for the soldiers to gather.
"OK, things have obviously gone south. These things are craftier than they look. But we can take advantage of their victory high," said Aiko as she began to draw out a map. She placed it down and began to draw on it.
"We'll need the community pool and a bunch of signs and a few lights," said Aiko.
Later, the soldiers proceeded to move through the night. The shadows kept them hidden from the roaming snowmen. They took Christmas lights and decorations. Some began to plant wooden signs, drawn on with marker. Snowmen began to take notice of the signs.
"How quaint! An ice skating party tonight?! Let's go!" said a snowman.
Aiko hummed as she scanned the area she was in. The community pool was frozen solid. She watched as a couple of soldiers drilled into the ice and dropped down a metallic device. They then sealed up the block they removed with ice. A soldier handed Aiko a detonator-like device and nodded to her. She heard the sound of jolly singing in the distance.
"They're coming! Hide!" said Aiko. The soldiers in the area all began to take cover in the snow. Their uniforms blending in with the white sheets of ice. The snowman laughed as they began to skate along the frozen pool. They admired the Christmas lights and decorations that covered the area. Aiko began to scan and assess the situation, finding about all of the snowmen present.
"Take a dip," said Aiko as she pressed the button on the device she held. The water below began to heat up as the device beneath proceeded to heat up. This caused the ice on the surface to melt. Suddenly a snowman yelped as he fell through the ice, screaming as he sank and melted under the heated water.
"It's a trap!" cried Jingles. The snowmen screamed as they tried to flee. Those that managed to get away from the pool were greeted by the remaining soldiers in the town. The soldiers began to fire their bean bag rounds at the snowmen, destroying them before they could escape. A couple of soldiers armed with flame throwers also began to attack, melting away the closest snowmen, while causing the rest to retreat back to the pool. More and more snowmen began to fall victim to the cracking ice, falling into the heated water below. Some attempted to swim to dry land and even dragged each other in. It was a massacre.
"Oh the snowmanity!!" wailed a snowman as he began to sink under. The cries began to grow less and less, as more snowmen were shot and melted. Jingles whimpered as he managed to stumble off of his melting raft of ice. He gasped as he blocked off by a group of soldiers, with Aiko standing face to face with him.
"How dare you! How could you commit such heinous and aggressive acts against my people?!" demanded Jingles.
"Your 'people' aren't even really alive. You're just Artificial Intelligence dwelling in snow bodies. But I'll humor you. You have caused a public disturbance, you invaded private property multiple times, you stole ice cream products from a local business, you assaulted military personnel, and proceeded to conquer an entire town and just annoyed the hell out of its populace. And you're creepy," said Aiko. Jingles grew flustered.
"This is outrageous! This is genocide! This is madness!" shouted Jingles. Aiko narrowed her eyes.
"Madness?" asked Aiko. "THIS. IS. CHRISTMAS!!"
Aiko grunted as she kicked Jingles in the chest. The first living snowman screamed as he fell back into the pool. He wailed as he attempted to swim, but his icy body began to melt in the heated pool. His carrot nose and button eyes fell from his face, his wooden limbs began to float off, along with the clothes he wore. Soon, the air was silent. All of the snowmen were either powder or melted.
It was Christmas Morning. Junior yawned as he sat on the sofa of his house, while Mosura was snuggled against him snoozing. The boy found that all of his friends were present in his home. From the Main 7, the rest of his Transmutant friends, to the Dazzlings. His parents were here as well, along with Fluttershy's mother, Inoue, Koizumi, Aiko Riku, and even Santa Claus himself.
"Mm..." Adagio winced as she sat on her hands.
"I told you to bring that donut," whispered Aria. Adagio glared at her.
"No! That's too embarrassing!" hissed Adagio.
"Ho! Ho! Ho! You've outdone yourself, my boy! You saved Christmas!" said Santa as he shook Junior's hand.
"Eh. It wasn't easy. But you know," shrugged Junior. "I see your leg is doing better. Christmas magic, huh?"
"You know it!" chuckled Santa.
"I'm beginning to question everything I know," said Twilight as she stared at Santa Claus.
"I can't believe you didn't invite me to a Christmas adventure! And here you were, being a scrooge!" said Pinkie with a pout.
"Oh well. Maybe next time," said Junior with a shrug. Pinkie gasped.
"Really?" asked Pinkie.
"Hell no! I'm sleeping in for Christmas next year!" said Junior in annoyance. Aiko smiled as she patted Junior's shoulder.
"Well, when it's all said and done, you pulled through. You put others before yourself and made everyone proud," said Aiko in approval.
"You pulled through too. None of those things are running around anymore," said Junior. Pinkie sighed sadly.
"I'll miss you, Mr. Jingles," said Pinkie.
“Speaking of which” Aiko said, leaning towards Pinkie. She narrowed her eyes as her tone became quiet and icy cold. “If you ever decide to make another snowman again. I’ll break your spine!”
"I'll never look at you guys the same way again," deadpanned Angirasu as he looked to his mother and Junior.
"Ah shut up and drink some eggnog. It's fucking Christmas," said Junior.
"Everyone! It's time to pass gifts!" said Miwa. The guests all began to scramble to the living, sitting wherever they could. They began to exchange gifts to each other.
"Wow! Rarity, you shouldn't have!" said Sunset as she held up a pair of boots.
"Ooh! Twilight, you got me a cook book!" squealed Pinkie.
"Damn, these sneakers are killer! Thanks, AJ!" said Rainbow.
"Thank ya kindly, Fluttershy! I've been wanting these!" said Applejack. As everyone exchanged gifts, Junior made his way to his room. He returned, grunting as he carried out several gifts.
"Damn kid! Hogging all the gifts?" chuckled Koizumi.
"They're not for me," said Junior he took a gift from the top. "Here ya go, Rodan."
"Wha..." Rodan was surprised as he took the gift. Junior proceeded to pass off gifts to Angirasu, Mosura, the Main 7 and the Dazzlings.
"Sorry about last night, Ada," whispered Junior as he handed Adagio a gift. The girl stared at it, her face flushing. The teens all stared at their gifts and then to Junior.
"These are from you?" asked Twilight in surprise. Junior held his hands in his pocket and shrugged.
"Yeah. You know, it's Christmas or whatever," said Junior, muttering a bit.
"But... When did you have time to..." Fluttershy raised a brow.
"Well, I actually asked my mom to buy the gifts for me since I was on that adventure yesterday. But everything was bought with my hard earned money. So... Yeah," said Junior nonchalantly.
"Why didn't you tell us that this was the reason why you were obsessed with working all this time?" asked Sunset incredulously.
"Eh. I don't know. Sometimes I just make things harder on myself for no real reason," said Junior. Mosura frowned.
"Goji... I'm sorry. I didn't know that all this time, you were thinking about giving," said Mosura, apologetically.
"Yeah, same. We should've known," said Applejack. As his friends began to apologize, Junior looked away.
"Look, forget it. Water under the bridge. Let's not make it about me. It's a good day, today!" said Junior, smiling brightly.
"Whoa. Dude, that's like the biggest smile I've seen on you," said Rainbow, her eyes wide in awe. Pinkie grinned.
"It must be because the Christmas spirit got to him!" said Pinkie. Santa chuckled.
"Well, I should get back to the North Pole. Mrs. Claus will be expecting me. Thanks again for saving Christmas, children!" said Santa as he made his way to the door. Before he could step outside, he heard the sound of children screaming in horror followed by maniacal laughter outside.
"What the Devil crapping on God’s backyard!?" Santa opened the door.
His eyes widened in alarm at what he saw. Outside, there were children being chased by multiple 'Spanky' elves. The creatures gave maniacal laughs as they pursued their prey. Even adults weren't spared of this mayhem. Some elves managed to catch a few people in the neighborhood, spanking them mercilessly. There was even a group of Purists screaming as they ran down the street, being chased by a horde of Spanky elves. One Purist shot one Spankey elf at point blank, blasting it’s head off. The Purist smirked victoriously, but it was short lived, when the elf’s head quickly regenerated while several more Spankey Elves materialized from it’s spilled blood. The Purist gulped, and ran off in fear.
"Bring your asses back here!" shouted an elf, as he and his brethren chased the Purist.
Santa slowly turned back to the living room. Everyone, excluding Junior, stared with wide eyes. Adagio whimpered as she shrunk back.
"Goji..." Mosura turned to Junior, warily.
"Oh, that? Yeah, I gave most of the town the 'Naughty' gifts.
"You what?!" asked Angirasu in shock. Santa began to stutter in disbelief.
"B-But... Why?! How could you do something so cruel and unusual?!" asked Santa.
"Hey, don't lecture me. I'm not the one who has a race for slaves, nor did I have a partnership with a demon that dragged people to Hell if they were naughty for Christmas," said Junior with a shrug. Everyone glared at him.
"I pay those elves, and Krampus was never my partner!" said Santa with a glare. "Can you explain yourself?"
"Yeah. You see, some of those people are racist towards mutants. Hell I think everyone has a little bit of racism in them. And racism is naughty, is it not?" asked Junior.
"Well... Yes but-"
"So since you never specified what warrants of being placed on the naughty list, whether it's actions or ideologies, I went with my gut and gave a lot of people Spanky gifts," said Junior with a shrug. “Besides, you’re talking to a person, who witnessed firsthand that racism”
"Does he not realize that he counts as everyone?" Rarity whispered to Applejack.
"Are you serious?" asked Angirasu in disbelief.
"Man, even I think that's a little too much," said Aiko.
"I... I can't argue with that," said Santa in reluctance.
"Wha- Santa! That's insane! Besides, I doubt that's even why he did it!" said Twilight.
"You can't prove it either way. What's done is done," said Junior, crossing his arms. Adagio warily looked at her gift.
"You didn't give us Spankey gifts, did you?" asked Adagio.
“You already had a Spankey gift” said Mosura. “From me.”
"No, of course not. My friends and family get a free pass. Go on, open them!" said Junior, encouragingly. One by one, the teens reluctantly opened the gifts.
"Oh. A pair of skates. I uh... I always wanted these," said Rainbow, conflicted.
"This is... Cute," said Fluttershy, hesitant as she held up a shirt with a cartoony bunny on it.
"Ah. It's that book I wanted..." Twilight said, half halfheartedly.
"Thanks..." Sunset held up a necklace with a Sun ornament on it. She grimaced. Mosura held up a coat, her expression cold. She then glanced at Junior.
"You and I are going to have a talk about this," said Mosura, her tone icy.
"Junior, you're grounded for a month," said Miwa.
"I regret nothing," said Junior, crossing his arms. His mother narrowed her eyes.
"2 months," said Miwa.
"Damn it," muttered Junior, scowling. He then sighed as he stood up. He wrapped an arm around Santa.
"Why not stay a while longer, Mr. Claus? Maybe you can help yourself to some snacks. Come on, let's sing some songs!" said Junior.
"We wish you a merry Christmas~! We wish you a Merry Christmas~!" Junior began to sing.
"And a happy new year~." Santa began to awkwardly sing. He followed along in an attempt to distract himself from the mayhem that was going on outside. The two continued to sing, while everyone else sat in shock and disbelief.
"Oof. Goji, I'm praying for you," said Rodan.
"I'm now convinced that he's insane..." said Angirasu.
"Merry Christmas! To one and all!" said Junior.
"NO!!" Mosura screamed.
"Hey, Mosu!" Junior suddenly shouted. Mosura's eyes shot wide open. She found herself staring at Junior, who had an amused look on his face. The girl was in his bedroom, lying in his bed. She sat up glaring at the boy.
"What's wrong?" asked Junior in confusion.
"You maniac! How could you think that was OK?!" demanded Mosura. Junior raised a brow at her. "What?"
"Don't play dumb! I know you gave the town naughty gifts only!" shouted Mosura, shooting out of bed. She rushed to the front door. The teen opened it, finding children laughing as they played with their new gifts. Mosura slumped her shoulders.
"What are you talking about? " said Junior. Mosura turned to the boy, her expression blank. Mosura looked around to be finding the living room empty, but the smell of coco and coffee still hung in the air.
"It... It was a dream? All of it?" asked Mosura. "Was any of it real? The talking snowmen? Santa Claus? Saving Christmas?"
"Oh yeah, that all happened. You fell asleep when we got to Ponyville. I took it upon myself to deliver the rest of the presents," said Junior.
"In my dream... You gave the town Spanky gifts," said Mosura, still trying to process everything.
"I didn't do that. I mean I thought about it, but I didn't," said Junior awkwardly. Mosura slightly narrowed her eyes.
"Oh come on. We've all entertained the thought of doing something crazy at least once," said Junior with a shrug. Mosura looked around, still unsure of herself.
"Everyone came by earlier to spend the morning with us. I was gonna get you but decided to let you sleep a little longer," said Junior. He cleared his throat as he knelt down and picked up a gift from under the tree.
"Everyone else already got their gift. But I didn't give one to you, yet," said Junior as he held out the gift to Mosura.
"You really got everyone something? With the money you made?" asked Mosura in disbelief.
"Yeah. It was tough, but they seemed to appreciate it," said Junior, a warm smile on his face. Mosura slowly took the gift, unsure.
"Come on, it'll hurt my feelings if you don't open it," said Junior. Mosura said nothing. She instead began to open it. A soft gasp came from her.
"I-If you don't like it, you can always take it back and get the money for something else," said Junior, scratching his head. He grunted in surprise as Mosura wrapped her arms tightly around him.
"I love it. Merry Christmas, Gojira," said Mosura, a joyful smile on her face. Junior felt the warmth of her affection reach his cheeks and ears. He awkwardly returned the hug, slightly smiling to himself.
"Yeah. Merry Christmas."