Young Flash Sentry was left home by accident and force to protect his house by the two laughsters, Joker and Harley Quinn
In a Christmas party, Flash Sentry made up a story for a movie the people failed to watch.
Young Flash Sentry is a black sheep of the family. But when he was left home by accident, he is left to thrive things on his own.
But, Gotham's greatest criminals, Joker and Harley Quinn have been stealing around houses with families away from vacations. And his house is next, it is up to him to defend his house and face the city's greatest criminals...Home Alone!
It was Christmas Eve at Flash Sentry's house; everyone was enjoying the joy of Christmas. Mikey and Pinkie were enjoying the cookies, Twilight was playing the Christmas carols on the piano, Rainbow Dash was decorating the Christmas tree, and Donnie, April and Rarity were wrapping presents for her friends.
Flash was walking around with a cup of punch in his hand until he bumped into Sunset Shimmer.
"Oh, hey Flash. You seem to be having fun." she said, giving him a small smile.
"Yeah, I guess I am." He responded.
I used to find Christmas Eve a bit lonely, but being surrounded by friends like this really makes it special," Flash said, taking a sip from his cup.
Sunset nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I feel the same way. It's amazing how much things have changed since we first met. I never could have imagined spending Christmas Eve like this."
Flash chuckled, reminiscing about their journey from being rivals to friends. "Yeah, who would have thought we would end up here?"
"Hey, Guys, I need you guys to vote on a Christmas movie tonight." Mikey said to them.
"Shouldn't you ask your brothers or something?"
"Nah, Raph's not into jolly movies."
Flash chuckled at Mikey's comment. "Well, in that case, let's see what movies we have as options."
"I've got the one where Santa adopted an baby and he became a big elf and found out that he was born somewhere else. Also, the movie where a boy from the 40's and his adult self narrates the story. Or how about the one where this kid was left home alone to outsmart two burglars."
"Those sound like three legendary movies."
"Hey, Mikey!" Raph called. "You picked a movie yet? We don't have all night."
"Patience, dude. Wise men say: you can't rush cinema." Mikey said.
"Uh, it's a DVD player, dweeb."
Applejack digged through the mail and saw an envelope.
"Hey, do any of you guys recognize this symbol?" She asked them, showing them the envelope with a bat symbol.
"Yeah."
They looked at it.
"It's from Batman." Leo said.
They opened it and read it.
"Dear, Ninjas I've got your Season greeting card. So, I thought I'd reply back. I thought I'd wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Stay vigilant and keep up the good work in protecting the city. If you ever need assistance, don't hesitate to reach out. Sincerely, Batman"
Everyone smiled at the unexpected message from Batman.
"Wow, Batman sent us a Christmas card! That's awesome!" Donnie exclaimed.
"Yeah, it's really cool. We must be on his nice list," Mikey said with a grin.
"Regardless, it's always nice to know that even friends from other dimensions celebrate Christmas," Twilight said, her voice filled with admiration.
Later, everyone was sitting down in the living room. It was time for a movie choice.
"Okay, guys. It's Christmas Eve and I want to prepare our selves by watching a Christmas movie." Mikey said.
"I have three options here," Mikey continued, holding up the DVDs. "We can watch 'Elf', 'A Christmas Story', or 'Home Alone'. So, what's it gonna be?"
Rainbow Dash leaned back in her seat, grinning mischievously. "I vote 'Home Alone'! Who doesn't love Kevin McCallister outsmarting those burglars?"
"I vote "Elf" I love it when Buddy makes his own Breakfast Pasta." Pinkie beamed.
"I vote "A Christmas Story". I love the scene where Ralphie says a bad word in front of his father." Sonata laughed.
"How about we let the leader decided." Mikey pointed to Leo. "Well, Leo, which one do you think is best?"
Leo thought about it.
Leo pondered for a moment, considering everyone's choices. "Well, they all sound like great movies, therefore I vote "Home Alone"!
Leo's choice was met with enthusiastic nods and applause from the group. "Great choice, Leo!" Mikey exclaimed, popping in the DVD of 'Home Alone' and 'Home Alone 2: Lost in New York'.
"Which one?"
"You didn't tell us you had two." Donnie said.
Leo chuckled at Donnie's surprised reaction. "Well, it seems I've got a surprise for you all."
"So, which one."
"Well, the first one was a classic. But the second one was even better. Therefore, let's do Home Alone 2."
Donnie nodded, intrigued by Leo's choice. "Home Alone 2 it is then!" he exclaimed, as Mikey swiftly swapped the DVD to 'Home Alone 2: Lost in New York'.
Mikey sticks the DVD in the VCR and hits the play button. But all they see on the TV screen is a static.
"Uh, where's the movie?"
"Uh, just one second."
Mikey tried pressing the play button, but nothing came up still.
"Something must me wrong there." Mikey said in worry.
"Try using the remote." Flash told him.
Mikey tried pressing the buttons of the remote, but still nothing.
"Hello, we're waiting over here!" Raph grunted, acting impatient.
"Chill, Raph."
"Guys, I think there's something wrong with the TV." Mikey said.
"Hold on, let me have a look." Donnie told him.
Donnie got up from his seat and walked over to the TV, examining the cables and connections. After a few minutes of tinkering, he came to a realization.
"Guys, I think the problem might be with the VCR. It's not reading the DVD properly," Donnie explained.
"Can you fix it?" Leo asked, concerned about their movie night being interrupted.
"I could try but...it might take awhile."
"So, we got nothing?" Rainbow Dash mumbled. "It's Christmas eve and we got nothing!"
"How are we supposed to have a sweet Christmas without watching any Christmas specials?" Pinkie Pie cried.
"Wait, I have an idea." Flash spoke. "While, Donnie fixes the VCR, I can tell you all the story of the movie."
Everyone in the room perked up at Flash's suggestion. They were eager to salvage their movie night, even if it meant getting creative with their entertainment.
"That sounds like a great idea!" Leo chimed in.
"But, it's gonna be in my version."
"What do you mean?" Twilight asked.
"I'm gonna be Kevin."
"I get it, your gonna use some of us as the characters, just like what we did with a Christmas Carol." Pinkie spoke.
"Yeah, and..."
Flash looked at the envelope from Batman and thought where the story should take place.
"It takes place in Gotham!" He spoke.
"WHAT?" Everyone sounded suprised.
"Just sit back and enjoy this..."
Now we move on to the story in Flash Sentry's version....
Our story begins in a big house on a winter night in Gotham, a huge family was rushing around the house because of a trip to Paris, France.
There were two couples who were brothers and sisters in law. There were nine kids who were siblings and cousins. But, there was one who was main one of all...young Flash Sentry.
Meanwhile, there was a police officer stands in the foyer, attempting to find an adult to speak with.
"Mom! Uncle Cranky won't let me watch a movie, but the big kids can. Why can't I?" Young Flash Sentry said.
"Flash, I'm on the phone." Celestia responded.
"It's not even Rated R. He's just being a jerk."
"Flash, if Uncle Cranky says no, then it must be something really bad."
Flash plops himself on the bed and reads a magazine.
"Hey, get off! Flash, out of the room." She told him.
"Hang up the phone and make me, why don't ya?" Flash said.
That offended Cadance. Then came in, Sombra.
"Hey honey, did you pick up a voltage adaptor thing? He asked Celestia.
"No, I didn't have time to do that."
"Then how do I shave in France?"
"Grow a goatee."
"Dad, nobody'll let me do anything." Flash said.
" I've got somethin', why don't you pick up those MicroMachines that are all over there. Aunt Matilda stepped on one and almost broke her neck."
"You were in the garage again playing with the glue gun." Celestia frowned.
"Didn't we talk about that?" Sombra said.
"Did I burn down the joint? I don't think so. I made ornaments out of fish hooks."
"You mean my new fishhooks?"
"I couldn't make ornaments out of the old ones...with dry worm guts stuck on them."
Celestia raised an eyebrow at Sombra.
"Come on, Flash. Out."
Sombra picked Flash up as Aunt Matila came in.
"Do you guys have a voltage adaptor?" She asked.
" Here's a voltage adapter!" He handed Flash to her.
"Goodness, you're getting heavy! Go pack your suitcase." She told him as she put him down.
"Pack my suitcase?"
Meanwhile downstairs everyone was still rushing.
"Are your folks' home?" The officer asked.
" Yeah, but they don't live here." Trixie answered.
"Trixie, did you order the pizza?" Sunset asked.
"No, Snips did."
"Excuse me. Are your parents here?" The officer asked Sunset.
"My parents live in Paris, sorry."
Then came Limestone Pie.
"Hi!"
"Hi!"
"Are your parents home?"
"Yeah."
"Do they live here?"
"Nope."
The officer frowned.
"Why should they? All kids, no parents. Probably a fancy orphanage." He grunted.
Meanwhile upstairs...
"I don't know how to pack a suitcase. I've never done it once in my whole life!" Flash told Snails.
"Tough."
"That's what Starlight said."
"What did I say?"
"You told Flash "Tough.""
"The dope was whining about a suitcase. What was I supposed to do? Shake his hand and say, "Congratulations, you're an idiot"?" Starlight Glimmer grumbled.
"I'm not an idiot!" Flash barked.
"Oh, really? You're completely helpless! Everyone has to do everything for you."
"She's right, Flash." Snails said.
"Excuse me, puke-breath. I'm small. I don't know how to pack."
"Hey, I hope you didn't just pack junk, Snails." Sweetie Belle frowned.
"Shut up, Sweetie."
"You know what I should pack?" Flash asked.
"Snips told you, cheek-face. Toilet paper and water."
" Listen, Flash, what are you so worried about? You know Mom's gonna pack your stuff, anyway. You're what the French call "les incompetents." She said in French.
"Bombs away!"
Snails throws his bag down the stairs which lands at the officers feet.
"P.S. You have to sleep on the hide-a-bed with Tender. If he has something' to drink, he's gonna wet the bed."
Flash is fed up.
"This house is so full of people, it makes me sick!" He shouted "When I grow up and get married, I'm livin' alone! Did you hear me? I'm livin' alone! I'm livin' alone!
He begins to jump up and down in frustration as the officer looks up at him. Feeling the shaking up the floor.
In Snips room...
"Who's gonna feed your spider while we're gone? Microchip asked.
"He just ate a load of mice guts." Snips answered. "He should be good for a couple weeks. Is it true French girls don't use their basic hygiene."
"Some don't."
"But they got nice beaches."
"Not in the winter."
Flash walked in.
"Don't you know how to knock, phlegm-wad?"
"Can I sleep in your room? I don't want to sleep with Tender. If he has something to drink, he'll wet the bed."
"I wouldn't let you sleep in my room if you were growing on my butt!"
"Hey!"
Microchip see's something and calls the boys to see it.
"Check it out. The bat signal."
They all go to the window to see a sky light with a bat symbol in the night sky.
"Where's Batman?" Microchip wondered.
"He's possibly on patrol, duh!" Snips said.
"There he is."
They see a figure stand on the rooftop. He had a black cape and he wears a leather suit with a bat mask.
"The dark knight! Who is always around when Gotham needs his help." Micro drooled.
"I heard he one time confronted the Penguin at the penguin exhibit at the zoo." Snips said.
"I heard he slapped the Joker." Flash replied.
"You mean punched the Joker."
Batman turns and spots them, Micro quickly closes the curtains.
Later, a Pizza Boy in a car was speeding down the street. He pulls into the family's driveway and hits one of the statues. He picks it up and heads to the door.
Inside the house...
"How you kids doing'? Good?" The officer asked two little silent kids. "Lot of action around here today, huh? Goin' on vacation? Where you going'? You hear me, or what? Goin' on a trip? Where you going', kid?
A knock came at the door and the officer answered it.
"Okay, that's $122.50." The pizza guy said.
"Not from me, kid. I don't live here."
"Hey, the pizza's here!" Cranky doodle called and took the pizza boxes.
"That's $122.50."
"It's my brother's house. He'll take care of it."
Then Sombra came in.
" Am I under arrest or something'?" Sombra asked.
"There's always a lot of burglaries around the holidays." The officer answered. "We're checkin' the neighborhood to see if the proper precautions are taken, that's all."
"We have automatic timers for our lights, locks for our doors. That's about as well as anybody can do these days. Did you get some eggnog?"
Everyone went to the kitchen to have a good pizza diner. Everyone grabbed napkins and pour drinks. Flash was looking for the pizza that was ordered for him.
"Did anyone order me a plain cheese?" Flash asked.
And see's Snips eating cheese pizza.
"Yeah, we did. But if you want any...somebody's gonna have to barf it all up 'cause it's gone." He smirked.
Flash looked his cousin who was drinking soda and smirks. Flash has had enough.
"Flash! Flash, get a plate." Snips said.
Snips pretends to puke to spite Flash; Flash charges towards him knocking the milk over and soaking the passports and tickets.
Sombra accidentally knocks over the bottle of Pepsi which spills on Cranky's pants; Cranky traps Tender behind his chair. Then Sombra accidently throws out Flash's ticket.
Celestia breaks up the fight.
"What is the matter with you?!" Celestia scolded.
"He started it!" Flash said. "He ate my pizza on purpose. He knows I hate sausage and olives and onions...."
"Look what ya did, ya little jerk!" Cranky yelled.
The room was silent for seconds, the rest of the family stare irately at Flash. Pizza ruined and milk spilled.
"Flash, get upstairs right now." Celestia told him.
"Why?"
"Flash, you're such a disease." Snails insulted.
"Shut up."
"Flash, upstairs."
"Say goodnight, Flash."
"Goodnight, Flash."
Celestia takes him out of the kitchen.
"Why do I get treated like scum?"
Celestia pays the pizza boy.
"Having a reunion?" The officer asked.
"My husband's brother transferred to Paris last year." Celestia answered. "His kids are still here. He missed the family, so he invited us to Paris...so we can be together."
The office smiles at Flash, he noticed something familiar about that smile.
"You're takin' a trip to Paris?"
Yes, we hope to leave tomorrow morning. If you'll excuse me, this one's a little out of sorts. I'll be right back."
"Don't worry about me. I spoke to your husband already. And don't worry about your home. It's in good hands."
As Celestia took Flash upstairs...
"There are 15 people in this house. You're the only one who has to make trouble." She said.
"I'm the only one getting dumped on." Flash complained.
"You're the only one acting up. Now get upstairs."
"I am upstairs, dummy."
Celestia opens the door leading to the attic
"The third floor?"
"Go."
" It's scary up there."
"Don't be silly. Tender will be up in a little while."
"I don't wanna sleep with Tender." Flash mumbled. "You know all about him. He wets the bed. He'll pee all over me. I know it."
"Fine. We'll put him somewhere else."
"I'm sorry."
"It's too late. Get upstairs."
Flash goes on the steps.
"Everyone in this family hates me!" He barks.
"Then maybe you should ask Santa for a new family." Celestia said.
" I don't want a new family. I don't want any family. Families suck!"
"Just stay up there. I don't want to see you again for the rest of the night."
"I don't wanna see you again for the rest of my whole life. And I don't wanna see anybody else either."
That worries Celestia.
"I hope you don't mean that. You'd feel pretty sad if you woke up tomorrow morning and you didn't have a family." She responded.
"No, I wouldn't."
"Then say it again. Maybe it'll happen."
"I hope I never see any of you jerks again!"
Flash goes upstairs to the third floor. He laid on the bed and wonder what his life would be like if they'd just disappeared.
"I wish they would all just disappear." He thought.
But little did know, that he will experience that life. But it will not be what he expected.
Overnight, everyone was asleep, but a storm was going wild. It causes a tree branch to break and hit the power lines creating an electricity outage which shorts out the transformer nearby. This results in Celestia and Sombra's alarm clock resetting to 12:00am.
In the morning, the uber vans arrived and they hear nothing.
"Where are they?" The driver wondered.
" I don't know. She said 8 sharp."
They ring the doorbell, in a bedroom, Celestia wakes up and looks at her watch.
"SOMBRA!"
"WE SLEPT IN!"
Everyone wakes up, runs around the house like headless chickens trying to get ready. Outside, a kid walks up to the vans.
"Hi, I'm Rumble." He said. "I live across the street. You guys goin' out of town? We're going to Florida. Well, actually, first we're going to Missouri to pick up my grandma. You know the McCallisters are going to France? Do you know if it's cold there? Do these vans get good gas mileage?"
"Gee, kid, I don't know. Hit the road!" The uber told him.
Everyone got outside.
"Limestone, do a head count." Sunset Shimmer ordered.
Limestone does a head count on each person in the family, then she mistakenly counts Rumble as Flash who was sneaking through the stuff in the back van.
Everyone got on the van.
"Have a good trip. Bring me back somethin' French." Rumble waved to them.
At the airport, where they're all running through the hallway to catch the flight. At arrived at the hatch.
"Did we miss the flight?" Celestia asked the Gate attendant.
"No, you just made it." She answered.
Everyone cheered and raced through the hatch and onto the plane. Everyone settled on their seats in the plane, relieved that they made it.
"We made it. Do you believe it?" Sombra smiled.
"Hope we didn't forget anything." Celestia said.
At home, it seems like they did forget something.
The third-floor door opened revealing Flash still at home, in his pajamas and messed up hair.
"Mom?" He called.
He stepped downstairs and looked around the house.
"Uncle Cranky, is this a joke? Starlight? Limestone? Is this a joke?"
Then he hears the furnace starts up, the gate of it opens up like if it's alive. Flash runs upstairs and out to the driveway; he discovers that the garage is open. The cars were still there.
"The cars are still here. They didn't go to the airport!"
He goes back inside and sits in the kitchen.
"I made my family disappear." He said, apprehensively.
He began to think back to his family members saying bad things about him.
"Flash, You're completely helpless."
"You know, Flash, you're what the French call "les incompetents.""
"Flash, I'm going to feed you to my tarantula."
"Flash, you are such a disease!"
"There are 15 people in this house, and you're the only one who has to make trouble."
"Look what you did, you little jerk!"
Then Flash smiled.
"I made my family disappear."
The he jumps and celebrates his freedom.
He jumps up and down on his parent's bed eating a bowl of popcorn wearing boots. Then, he runs around the house.
Then he goes into Snips room, looks at a Playboy magazine in Buzz's trunk; throws it behind him. Then he finds some firecrackers.
"Cool! Firecrackers! I'll save these for later." He said.
Then expects nothing when he calls for his sibling's name.
"Snips, I'm going through all your private stuff. You better come out and pound me!"
The he picks up a picture of Buzz's girlfriend.
"Snips, has a girlfriend. Woof!"
Then her turns the picture over and the glass in the frame breaks.
Flash is in the living room sitting on the couch, eating a bowl of ice cream.
"Guys, I'm eating junk and watching rubbish! You better come out and stop me!" He called, expecting nothing.
As he played the movie, it turns out it was the film Uncle Cranky told him not to watch.
"Who is it?"
"It's me. Snakes. I got the stuff."
"Leave it on the doorstep and get the hell outta here."
"All right, Johnny, but what about my money?"
"What money?"
"Acey said you had some dough for me."
"Is that a fact? How much do I owe ya?"
"Acey said ten percent."
"Too bad Acey ain't in charge no more."
"Whaddya mean?"
"He's upstairs takin' a bath. He'll call you when he gets out. Hey. I tell you what I'm gonna give you, Snakes. I'm gonna give you to the count of ten...to get your ugly, yella, no-good keister off my property...before I pump your guts full of lead."
"All right, Johnny, I'm sorry. I'm goin'."
"One, two... ten."
The gunfire starts, until the victim is down.
"Keep the change, you filthy animal."
Frightened by the scene, Flash turns off the TV.
"MOM!"
Meanwhile, on the airplane. Celestia opens up her eyes and lifted her head up. She got the feeling they forgot something.
"What's the matter? Honey?" Sombra asked.
"I have a terrible feeling." Celestia answered.
"About what?"
"That we didn't do something."
"You feel that way because we left in a hurry. We took care of everything."
"Did I turn off the coffee?"
"No. I did."
"Did you lock up?"
"Yeah."
"Did you close the garage?"
"That's it. I forgot to close the garage. That's it."
"No, that's not it."
"What else could we be forgetting?"
It was silent for a few seconds, until....
"FLASH!"
Upstairs, Flash was in his coat while holding a sled. He was about to sled all the way downstairs to the front door that leads outside.
He puts the sled on the edge of the steps and sits on it. At last, he sled all the way down the stairs and out the front door and lands on the snow.
Meanwhile, on the plane, Celestia was deviated that they left Flash behind.
"Horrible. Horrible. Just horrible." Cranky Doodle said.
"How could we do this? We forgot him." Celestia shuttered.
"We didn't forget him, we just miscounted." Sombra replied.
"What kind of mother am I?"
"If it makes you feel any better, I forgot my reading glasses."
"How does that compare to Flash?"
In the streets, Gotham's greatest criminals, Joker and Harley Quinn were observing houses on a truck. They both chuckled with pleasure.
"Five families gone on one block alone. They all told me from their own mouths." Joker smiled.
Turns out...it was him who was disguised as the police officer.
"You put on a nice disguise, Puddin." Harley giggled. "You know, you should let me try the tan skin makeup."
"Look, All the houses with nobody home...have automatic timers on their lights. But I got it all figured out. Watch."
They wait patiently for the Christmas lights go on each house.
"Number 664... will be going on right about...now."
One goes on.
"Number 672...right...now."
Another one does so.
"Wait a minute. 671...now."
Flash's house lights up too.
"And that's the one, Harley. That's the silver tuna." Joker said.
"It's very A." Harley replied.
"Very A, huh? It's loaded. It's got lots of topflight goods. Stereos, VCRs..."
"Toys?"
"Probably looking' at some very fine jewelry. Possible cash hoard. Odd marketable securities. Who knows? It's a gem. Grab your mallet, I got my crowbar.
Meanwhile, in the house. Flash is asleep while a Christmas cartoon on TV.
Suddenly, he wakes up and spots Joker and Harley through the window. He jumped up and ran down to the basement and just as the two jokesters reached the door, Flash flipped the light switch leaving the light on in the basement.
"I thought you said they were gone." Harley frowned at Joker.
"They were supposed to leave this morning." Joker said, disappointed.
They decided to leave the house and come back another night.
Flash on the other hand was scared, not only was he home alone, but he is also fearing Gotham's greatest criminals might break into his house and hurt him.
At an airport in France, the family rushed to the telephone booth for help. But a French woman was on the phone and they were pushing to get her off.
"Excuse me, we have to use the phone, please. It's an emergency." Celestia told the lady.
But the woman couldn't understand her because she's French.
"Please! Our brother's home alone." Sweetie Belle begged.
The woman continued to speak French.
"Just give us the phone!"
They pushed her out of the way for the phone.
"I'm calling the police." Celestia said. "Somba, book us a flight home. Get change out of here. Call everybody you know. Here's my address book. You and Cranky call everyone on our street. Maybe somebody can help us."
Back at the house, Flash comes out from under his parents bed.
"This is ridiculous." He told himself. "Only a wimp would be hiding under a bed. And I can't be a wimp. I'm the man of the house.
He then goes outside.
"Hey, I'm not afraid anymore! I said, I'm not afraid anymore! Do you hear me? I'm not afraid anymore."
He then see's a shadow out on a building that is none other than Batman! But even though he is a good guy, he is still scared of him.
Flash screams and runs back inside into his parents room and hides under the covers.
"Gotham police department."
"I'm calling from Paris." Celestia called on the phone. "I have a son who's home alone. I'd like somebody to go over there. Tell him that we're coming home to get him."
"Okay, let me connect you with Family Crisis Intervention."
She knocks on window next to her.
"Larry, can you pick up? There's some lady on hold. She sounds kinda hyper."
The sergeant picked up the phone while eating a donut.
"Family Crisis Intervention, Sergeant Balzak."
"I'm calling from Paris. I have a son who's home alone."
"Has the child been involved in violence with a drunk family member?"
"No!"
"Has he been involved in a household accident?"
"I don't know. I hope not."
"Has the child ingested any poison or is an object lodged in his throat?"
"No, he's just home alone!"
A piece of donut falls from his phone.
"I'd like somebody to go over to the house...and see if he's all right, just to check on him." Celestia told him.
"You want us to go over to your house, just to check on him?" He asked.
"Yes!"
"Let me connect you to the police department."
"They just transferred me to you."
"Hyper on two. Hold on, please."
"No, please don't hang up."
They hung up for a moment when Sweetie Belle came over.
"Any luck?" Celestia asked.
"I couldn't get anybody." Sweetie Belle answered.
"Matilda?"
"Nothin' but a bunch of answering machines."
"Somebody pick up. PICK UP!!!"
The same lady picked up.
"Look, I'm calling from Paris. I have a son who's home alone, and l..."
"Okay. We'll send a policeman over to your house to check on your son."
At the house, the police arrives and policeman does nothing more than knock on the door. That frightens Flash and he nhid under the blanket of his parents bed.
"There's no one home. The house looks secure. Tell them to count their kids again."
Then he leaves.
Sombra was trying to get someone to get ticket for Celestia.
"You can't bump somebody or ask or...?"
"There's no way I can do that." The French ticket agent told him.
"Isn't there a way if you ask somebody? If you said it's an emergency..."
"I cannot ask them."
"Sombra, she's sending a policeman over to the house to check on Flash. Celestia told Sombra.
"Well, that's a relief. Everything here is booked." Sombra replied.
"Nothing to Gotham?"
"Nothing to Gotham, New York, Nashville, you name it. Everything's gone. What about a private plane?"
"Sorry. We don't do that."
"The only thing is a booking for us on Friday morning."
"Friday morn... That's two days away."
Even though they just got to the airport, they needed to get to Flash.
"The kids are exhausted, and so are you." Sombra told Celestia. "There's nothing we can do here. I say we go over to Rob's, and that way we can call the police again and they can get back to us."
"I'm not leaving here unless it's on an airplane." She said.
"Madame, we are doing everything we can." The ticket agent said. "If you want to stay at the airport, maybe we can get you on standby. It is a possibility that a seat will open up. Is that okay?"
"Yes. I'll wait."
"I'll miss you, honey. Don't you get lost."
"Goodbye."
The family waved goodbye to Celestia as they left.
Back the house, Flash got out of the shower and look at himself in the mirror.
"I took a shower, washing every body part with actual soap." Flash told himself. "Including all my major crevices...and between my toes and in my belly button...which I never did before but sort of enjoyed. I washed my hair with adult formula shampoo and used creme rinse for that just washed shine. I can't find my toothbrush, so I'll pick one up when I go out today. Other than that, I'm in good shape."
Then he put on after shave, he screams in agony after putting on aftershave.
Later, he went into Snips room because he was curious of what's up the shelf. He climbs on each shelf, and then they break and came tumbling down, including the tarantula tank.
Flash burst out of the pile of the mess.
"All right! Snip's life savings."
Later, he was taking a walk through the sidewalk. Then he noticed a van was still at someone's house.
"I thought Rumble and his family went to Florida." He said.
Meanwhile in the house, Joker and Harley Quinn were robbing the house.
"Y'know you're one of the great psychotic criminals of the world, Harley?" Joker commented Harley. "Ya think you can keep it down a little in there, huh?"
The answering machine rings.
"Hi, you've reached the Murphy's. Please leave a message after the beep."
"Hello, this is Sombra again, and we're in Paris at my brother's apartment. Let me give you the number here, okay? The country code is 3-3. The area code is 1-4. And the number is 694–876..."
Harley pressed the stop button.
"Hey, Puddin."
"Yeah?"
"That house we were at last night, that was the family you visited, right?" She asked.
"Yes."
"You're right. They're gone."
"I knew they were." Joker smiled.
"Silver tuna tonight." Harley laughed.
Joker was looking through kaleidoscope and seeing all the crazy vison of colors.
Flash entered a drugstore to buy a toothbrush. He went to the drugstore clerk.
"How may I help you?" She asked.
"Is this toothbrush approved by the American Dental Association?" Flash asked her.
"Well, I don't know. It doesn't say, hon."
"Can you please find out?"
While she picked up the phone, someone with a clown mask enters the store and approached the counter with a crudely bandaged hand and places it on the counter. This frightened Flash (thinking it was one of Joker's minions) as he slowly backs away as the clown guy looks at him.
Then the clerk noticed him walking away.
"Oh, hon, you pay for that here. Wait, son, you have to pay for that toothbrush. Son? Son! Hey! Jimmy, stop that boy!"
Flash runs out of the pharmacy.
The employee chased after him and spotted a cop near by.
"Shoplifter!"
Flash speeds off as the cop begins to chase him.
"Hey! Hey, kid! Come back here!"
He ran thorough the park all the way to the ice skating area. He slides on his knees through an ice skater; cop collides with a hockey player.
At last he escapes.
Later, Flash was walking down the street. He was still shocked at himself for taking the toothbrush without paying for it.
"I'm a criminal."
Meanwhile, Harley is inside the Murphy home and has just plugged up the sinks with dish towels and left them running; he closes the door and gets in the van. She is laughing at her victory.
"What's so funny? What's so funny? What are you laughin' at?" Joker asked.
"I left the water running again!" Harley laughed.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you do that? I told you not to do it."
"Puddin, it's our calling card."
"Calling card."
"All the great ones leave their mark. We're Gotham's greatest criminals."
"You're sick, y’know that? You're really sick."
They're pulling out of the driveway as Flash is walking on the sidewalk dejectedly.
"We're bad guys aren't we?"
"Yes, but it was still sick because I didn't tell you to do it."
"Don't tell me what to do! I can do it if I want to!
"You're sick!
"It's not sick! Hey, watch out!"
They almost plow down Flash but stopped. They quickly put on masks for disguises.
"Santy don't visit the funeral homes, little buddy." Harley replied.
Flash nodded.
"Merry Christmas." Joker smiled.
As Flash took off, they took off their masks. Joker looked at Flash suspiciously.
"What's the matter?" Harley asked.
"I don't like the way that kid looked at me." Joker said. "Did you see that?"
"Ever seen him before?"
"I haven't seen that many kids since after I went to every family's houses."
"Let's see what house he goes into."
They slowly follow him; when he turns around, they stop, look around and whistle; once Flash turns back around, they continue following him and Flash starts to run.
"Why's he going' faster?" Harley wondered.
"I told you something's wrong." Joker told her. "See, I knew he looked at me weird. Why would he run?"
Flash ran as fast as he could to lose them. When they got to the church, Flash vanished.
"Where'd he go?" Joker looked around.
"Maybe he went in the church."
"I'm not going' in there."
"Me neither."
"Let's get out of here."
As they left, it is revealed that Flash was hiding in the nativity scene outside the church.
"When those guys come back, I'll be ready." He said.
Later, Flash sets up some mannequins to make Joker and Harley think the house is full of people. Their van pulled up on the front.
"Did they come back?" Harley asked.
"From Paris? We'll come back tomorrow." Joker responded. "Maybe they'll be gone. We better get out of here before somebody calls Batman."
They drove off.
Meanwhile, in Paris, the family was in an apartment while finding more updates on Flash.
"Look what I found in the kitchen." Cranky Doodle had a plate of shrimp. "Mes petit enfants, do you want a little shrimp, huh?
Sombra was too busy on the phone.
"Do you speak English? Well, is there... I am looking for my son, do you know where he is?"
Nothing.
"No, I can't find anybody. They're all shopping. Nobody's home for the holidays. Never mind, forget it." He sighed.
On the couch...
"This is so pointless." Starlight said.
"What?" Snips asked.
"We're here rotting in this apartment. Flash's at home. Mom's at the airport."
"So?"
"You're not at all worried about Flash?"
"Why should I be? He's acted like a jerk one too many times, and now he caught it in the butt."
"He's so little and helpless. Don't you think he's flipped out?"
"You're not worried that something might happen to him?"
"No. For three reasons: A. I'm not that lucky. Two: We have smoke detectors...and D: We live in the most boring street in the whole United States of America where nothing even remotely dangerous will ever happen. Period.
At night, the same pizza guy yet again speeds down the street. To the house and hits the same statue as before; he picks it up, goes to the front door and reads the note telling him to go the back door.
Flash puts on the same rated r movie he watch onto the TV.
"Who is it?"
"It's Little Nero's, sir. I have your pizza"
"Leave it on the doorstep and get the hell outta here."
"Okay. What about the money?"
"What money?"
"Well, you have to pay for your pizza, sir."
"Is that a fact? How much do I owe ya?"
"That'll be $11.80, sir."
$12 slides through the dog door.
"Keep the change, ya filthy animal."
"Cheapskate."
"Hey. I'm gonna give you to the count of ten...to get your ugly, yella, no-good keister off my property...before I pump your guts full of lead. One… two... ten."
Gunshots from the movie scare Pizza Boy; he trips over garbage cans. Runs to his car and speeds off.
Celestia was ready to take a flight back to the state where they lived to get back to Flash, it seemed a long way to go, but it was worth it.
Flash was at a supermarket buying food for himself. When he was done, he went to the crash register.
"Are those microwave dinners any good?" He asked the cash register.
"I don't know." She answered.
"I'll give 'em a whirl."
He gives her a bag of toy army men.
"For the kids."
He picks out a coupon for the orange juice.
"Hold on, I got a coupon for that. It was in the paper this morning."
"$19.83."
"Okay."
"Are you here all by yourself?"
"Ma'am, I'm 8 years old. You think I'd be here alone? I don't think so."
"Where's your mom?"
"My mom is in the car."
"Where's your father?"
"He's at work."
"What about your brothers and your sisters?"
"I'm an only child."
"Where do you live?"
"I can't tell you that."
"Why not?"
"Cause you're a stranger."
Flash is walking home, and the bags with the groceries break.
Flash is in the basement putting in a load of laundry when the furnace opens. Usually, Flash gets scared. But this time...
"Shut up."
And with that the furnace closes.
"I don't get it. It looks like there's nobody home." Joker said. "Last night the place was jumping'. Something' isn't right. Go check it out."
"Now?" Harley asked.
"No, tomorrow, egghead! Now! Go ahead. "Now.""
Kevin is washing dishes when he turns to see Harley at the door while she puts her foot and drops her shoe through the dog door. Flash grabs the remote to play the same movie he used to scare the Pizza guy.
"Get the hell outta here."
"All right, Johnny. But what about my money?"
"What money?"
"Acey said you had some dough for me."
"Is that a fact? How much do I owe ya?"
Flash is readying the firecrackers with a pot and lighter.
"Acey said ten percent."
"Too bad Acey ain't in charge no more."
"Whaddya mean?"
"He's upstairs, takin' a bath. He'll call you when he gets out. Hey, I tell you what I'm gonna give you, Snakes."
Harley was listening and she was thinking it was all real.
"I'm gonna give you to the count of ten...to get your ugly, yella, no-good keister off my property...before I pump your guts full of lead.
"All right, Johnny. I'm sorry. I'm goin'.
"One… two... ten."
Flash lights the firecrackers as the sound of gunshots play. This scared the heck out of Harley and she ran all the way to Joker's van.
"Keep the change, ya filthy animal."
Harley is back in the van.
"What happened?" Joker asked.
" I don't know who's in there, but somebody just got blown away"! Harley exclaimed. "Somebody beat us to the job, they're in there! Two of them. There was arguing. One of them blew the other one away."
"Who?"
"I don't know! I recognized one of their voices. I know I heard that name "Snakes" before."
"Snakes? Snakes. Snakes. I don't know no Snakes. Snakes."
"Let's get out of here."
"Hold it. Hold it. Let's wait and see who it is. We work this city too. Supposing the cops finger us for a job...and they start asking us questions about a murder in the area. Wouldn't it be nice to have a face to go with their questions?"
"That's a good idea." Harley smiled.
"Of course, it's a good idea."
At the airport, Celestia was trying to get a ticket to Gotham to get back to Flash.
"Everything's full." The ticket agent said.
"Everything's full?"
"I'm very sorry, but it is Christmas Eve."
"What about another airline?" Celestia asked.
"Nothing available. May I help you get a hotel room? Tomorrow, we can get you a flight."
"I can't wait that long."
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but we're doing absolutely everything we can."
"I'm trying to get home to my 8-year-old son. Now you're telling me it's hopeless?
Celestia began to panick.
"No, no, no, no. No way. This is Christmas! The season of perpetual hope. I don't care if I have to get on your runway and hitchhike...if it costs me everything, I own...if I have to sell my soul to the Devil himself...I am going to get home to my son."
"Excuse me."
Some guy came to her and pulled her aside.
"You got a little bit of a dilemma. We got a crisis ourselves. Allow me to introduce myself. Jack Kurtzman. Polka King of the Midwest?"
Celestia was confused.
"The Kenosha Kickers? Hi there. Hiya. That's okay. I thought you might have recognized...I had a few hits a few years ago. That's why I just... "
He sang a song that he sang years ago.
"These are songs?" Celestia asked.
"Yeah. Yeah, we... Some fairly big hits for us." He said. "Y'know, in the early '80s. Yeah, we sold about 623 copies of that."
"In Gotham?"
"No, Sheboygan. Very big in Sheboygan."
"Did you say you could help me?"
"Anyway, I'm ramblin' on here. Our flight was canceled...so we're gonna drive." He pointed to his crew. "See the guy in the yellow jacket over there by the Budget sign? He's gonna rent us a nice big van to drive to Milwaukee. Now, I heard you had some problems gettin' to Chicago? To see your kid or something'?
"Uh, my son. He... We left, and he's there." She told him.
"Oh, gee. If you have to get to Gotham, we'll gladly drive you. It's on the way to Milwaukee."
"You'd give me a ride?"
"Sure, why not? You've gotta get home."
"A ride to Gotham?"
"Sure, it's Christmastime."
"Thank you. Oh, thank you."
"If you don't mind goin' with polka bums?
"No, I'd love to."
At the house, Joker's van was behind the backyard. Joker and Harley Quinn were asleep while waiting for something to happen. Then, Joker wakes up to hear a door close. He see's Flash come out with a ladder and see's him use it to get up to the tree and cut of the top.
"Hey, Harley. Harley, Harley!" Joker shook her awake. " Look at this. I think we're getting' scammed by a kindergartener."
Harry and Marv are looking in through the window when Kevin catches their reflection in an ornament, he's putting on the tree; pretends to ask for help.
"Dad, can you come here and help me?"
But they weren't buying it.
"Remember that kid we saw the other day? He lives here." Joker said.
"If the kid's here, the parents got to be." Harley replied.
"Actually... he's home alone."
Flash realizes the two jokesters were watching him. He quickly ran as they left.
"What? You wanna come back tonight?"
"Yes!"
"Even with the kid here?"
"Yes!"
"I don't think that's a good idea."
"Look, that house is the only reason we started working this area. Ever since I laid my eyes on that house, I wanted it."
Flash opens the window and is listening to the next speech.
"Let's take it one step at a time." Joker ordered. "We'll unload the van, get a bite to eat, we'll come back about 9:00. This way it's dark then."
"Yeah, kids are a-scared of the dark." Harley laughed.
"You're afraid of the dark too, Harley. You know you are."
"No, I'm not."
"Yes, you are."
"Mom, where are you?" Flash whispered to himself.
Rental van used by the Polka band was driving through the road. The band is playing "Deck the Halls"; Jack is trying to get Celestia to play, but she politely refuses.
"Do you play? Do you wanna try?" Jack asked. "Go ahead, try it. Try it!"
"No." Celestia refused.
"Okay."
That night, Flash is walking up to a small shack where a woman dressed as an elf is coming out.
"Excuse me."
"Yeah?"
"Hey, nice shoes."
"Oh, thanks."
"Is he still here? It's really important that I see him."
"He's gettin' in his car. If you hurry, you can catch him."
A guy dressed as Santa was getting upset with his car.
"How low can you go! Giving Kris Kringle a parking ticket on Christmas Eve! What's next, rabies shots for the Easter Bunny?" He grunted.
"Santa, hold on. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Flash stopped him.
"Quickly. Santa's got a little get together he's late for." He told him.
"I know you're not the real Santa Claus."
He pulls his fake beard down.
"Uh, what makes you say that? Just out of curiosity."
He pulls the beard up.
"I'm old enough to know how it works. But I also know you work for him. I'd like you to give him a message."
That surprised him.
"Flash Sentry, 671 Chadborn Avenue. Do you need the phone number?"
"No, that's all right.
"This is extremely important. Please tell him instead of presents, I just want my family back. No toys. Nothing but Sombra, Celestia, Snips, Starlight Glimmer, Limestone Pie and Microchip. And my aunt and my cousins. And if he has time, my Uncle Cranky. Okay?"
"Okay. I'll see what I can do."
Flash turned to leave.
"Wait. My elf took the last of the candy canes home to her boyfriend." He said.
"That's okay."
"No, don't be silly. Everybody who sees Santa has got to get something'. Here, hold out your little paw there."
He pours out a few mint Tic-Tacs into Flash's glove.
"There you go. Don't spoil your dinner."
"I won't. Thanks."
Flash leaves, the guy gets in his car and starts it, only for it to stall.
"Son of a..."
Flash walks into a church to watch a choir singing "O Holy Night" because he wants to think. Just then, he see's a man sitting in a nearby pew. It was none other than millionaire man...Bruce Wanye.
"Merry Christmas. May I sit down?" He asked.
Flash lets him sit next.
"I know that girl, that's Barbra Gordon, daughter of Commissioner Gordon." He pointed to the redhead.
"He's a cop's daughter. No wonder." Flash commented.
"You live next to me, don't you? You can say hello when you see me. You don't have to be afraid." Bruce told him.
"What do you mean?"
"I've been around these streets, even at night when Batman is around. But there's nothing to be afraid."
"Well, I'm not afraid anymore. Even when I'm hear." Flash frowned.
"Yeah. Well, this is the place to be if you're feeling bad about yourself."
"It is? Are you feeling bad about yourself?"
"No."
"I've been kind of a pain lately. I said some things I shouldn't have. I really haven't been too good this year. Yeah. I'm kind of upset because I really like my family. Even though sometimes I say I don't. Sometimes I even think I don't. Do you get that?"
"I think so. How you feel about family is a complicated thing."
"Especially with an older brother."
"Deep down, you'll always love him. But you can forget that you love him. You can hurt them; they can hurt you. That's not just because you're young. You want to know the real reason why I'm here?"
"Sure."
"I haven't been that much into the Christmas spirit since my parents were killed. Ever since I was your age, I wanted the wash buckling toy so bad. But, instead I got some antique that was his. I wasn't grateful, so I threw it and broke it in a nasty huff."
"Gee, that was harsh."
"Yes, it was."
"You know, you don't always have to come here to remind yourself of it." Flash told him. "You still have a family, right?
"I keep losing a few people who were close to me. But yes, I still have a family."
"I made a wish that possibly made me lose all of them."
"Don't say that, family maybe pain, but they still love you."
"Don't you have a son?"
"Yes, sometimes he can be reckless. But he's always loyal."
"He's an only child."
"You know, sometimes I get afraid of things when it comes to the past and present."
"No offense, but aren't you a little old to be afraid?"
Bruce smiled.
"You can be old for a lot of things. You're never too old to be afraid."
"That's true. I was afraid of our basement. It's dark. There's weird stuff down there, and it smells funny. That sort of thing. It's bothered me for years.
"Basements are like that."
"I made myself go down to do some laundry...and I found out it's not so bad. I worried about it, but if you turn on the lights, it's no big deal."
"So, you're now a brave boy, like Batman."
"I wish I can be like him. But not for a guy in the second grade. You can get beat up for wearing something like that. I have a friend who got nailed because there was a rumor, he wore dinosaur pajamas."
Bruce chuckled.
"You better run home where you belong." He told him. "Think about what I said. All right? It's nice talking to you."
"Nice talking to you."
"Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas."
As Flash left, Bruce's butler: Alfred ringtone rang on his phone.
"Alfred?" He picked up the phone.
"Master Bruce, Joker and Harely Quinn are on the move." He said on the phone.
Flash began to run all the way back home. As he got in the house, he closed the door behind himself and locked it.
"This is my house. I have to defend it!" He told himself.
He lays out his battle plan. He starts laying out his Micro Machines at the foot of the staircase; pouring cold water on the front steps; taking an electric charcoal lighter from the barbeque and attaching it to the front doorknob; spraying cold water from the hose on the outdoor steps to the basement; painting the inside basement steps with tar; fitting a nail through some tough paper; climbing into the treehouse to attach a zipline from the attic window; pouring glue on plastic wrap; moving a motorized fan with a load of feathers before it to the dining room door; spreading Christmas decorations on the floor by the window near the tree; filling two paint tins with string and carrying them off.
The Christmas tree lights come on, and the microwave pings with Flash's dinner.
Outside, Joker and Harley Quinn van pulled up.
"Okay, we'll check it out first. We can always come back for the truck." Joker said.
"How do we go in?" Harley asked.
"We'll go to the back door. Maybe he'll let us in. You never know."
"Yeah, he's a kid. Kids are stupid."
Inside the house, Flash did a prayer for his dinner.
"Bless this nutritious microwaveable macaroni and cheese dinner and the people who sold it on sale. Amen."
Before he digged in, the clock chimes 9:00pm and Flash blows out the candles and gets Snip's BB gun. He but on a football breast and helmet.
He then rushed to the back door with the doggy door and cocks the BB gun.
"This is it. Don't get scared now."
Outside, Joker knocks on the door.
"Merry Christmas, little fella." He smiled. "We know that you're in there, and that you're all alone."
"Yeah, come on, kid. Open up. It's Santy Claus and his elf." Harley joined in.
Flash sticks the barrel of the rifle through the dog door.
"We're not going to hurt you."
"No, no. Got some nice presents for you."
"Be a good little fella now and open the door."
Flash pulls the trigger, shooting Joker in the groin; he screams in pain and falls to his knees as he mumbles under his breath.
"What? What? What? What? What happened?" Harley asked as she walked to him.
"Get that little..."
Harley goes to the back door. Flash was on the floor; aims the gun at Harley as she sticks his head through the dog flap.
"Hello."
Harley gets shot in the head; screams in pain as she stick her head out of the dog flap.
"The little jerk is armed!" She exclaimed.
"That's it! That's it! I'm going in the front. You go down the basement!" Joker ordered.
They both separate to each side.
Joker tries to go up the stairs towards the front door but keeps slipping due to the fact that Flash also wet them, and the water froze; he makes it to the front door and grabs the knob which is red hot from the electric charcoal lighter Flash placed there earlier, screams in agony and plunges his hand into the snow, to his relief. We see a monogrammed "M" in his hand.
Harley gets to the basement steps. Harley slips down the stairs due to the fact that Flash had used the hose to wet them and the water turned to ice; She uses his crowbar to open the door and walks into the house through the basement. He pulls a light switch which causes the iron on the laundry chute to fall on his head leaving an imprint on his face. She then walks the basement steps which had been previously tarred by Flash which his socks and shoes get stuck to and steps on a nail in a piece of tar paper. He tries to go back outside and slips.
Meanwhile, Joker was grunting with anger.
"That smart aleck. Oh, boy. That's it, you little...You little... No, not this time, you little brat. You little creep, where are you?"
He went back to the backdoor, and touched the doorknob to make sure it wasn't not like the other door.
"You're dead, kid."
When he opened the door...he gets his head blowtorched; screams in agony and then puts his head in the snow.
Now he was really angry. He got up and charged at the door and angrily break open the back door with one kick.
"WHERE ARE YOU, YOU LITTLE CREEP?!" He shouted.
"Oh, no! I'm really scared." Flash acted.
"It's too late for you, kid. We're already in the house, we're going to get you!"
Flash readies the fan, plastic wrap and pillow feathers.
"Okay, come and get me!"
Joker comes in through the door to the dining room; walks into the plastic wrap with clear caulk on it.
"Now you're dead!"
He trips the wire triggering the fan to blow the feathers onto him.
Meanwhile, Harley climbs in through the living room window and steps down barefoot onto the ornaments; screams in pain.
"I'M GONNA KILL THAT KID!"
She continues to walk with her feet in pain. Then both Joker and Harley Quinn approach each other.
"Harley!"
"Mr. J?"
"Why on earth would you take your shoes off?"
"Why on earth would you dress like a chicken?"
"I'm up here, you morons! Come and get me!" Flash called.
The ran towards and then they slip on the toy cars Flash put there.
"You guys give up, or are you thirsty for more?"
They get up and rushed up the stairs, while Flash picks up a paint can tied to the edge and tosses it.
"Heads up!"
Joker gets whacked by a paint can and falls to the floor.
"Don't worry, Puddin. I'll get him for you." Harley said.
"Harley!"
She then sees a pain can swung toward her and gets whacked by it and lands on Joker.
"He's only a kid, Harry. We can take him." Harley flirted.
"Oh, shut up. Will you?" Joker grunted.
"Mr. J, your teeth is missing."
Joker feels inside his mouth.
"My tooth, it's my tooth! I'll kill 'him. I'll kill 'him! You bomb me with one more can, kid...and I'll snap off your cojones and boil them in motor oil!"
They run up the stairs; Flash takes the opportunity to run into Celestia and Sombra's bedroom to call the cops.
"911 emergency."
"Help, my house is being robbed. My address is 671 Chadborn Avenue. My name is Rumble." He disgusted his voice.
He then rushes to the door of the third floor when Joker and Harley Quinn caught up to him.
"There he is!"
Joker trips over the wire. Harley jumps over the wire and grabs Flash by the ankle as he tries to run into the attic.
"I gotcha! I got him, Puddin. I got him. Where do you think your going, huh?"
Flash see's Snips tarantula and grabs him and puts it on Harley's face. Harley screams and Flash escapes. Harley gets up and tries to kill the tarantula which has now landed on Joker's chest with his crowbar.
"What are you doing, Harley?"
"Puddin, don't move!"
"Harley?"
"Puddin...don't...move."
"Harley, what are you doing? Harley."
Harley hits him in the rib area with the crowbar and Joker winces in pain.
"Did I get him? Did I get him?! Where is it? Where is it?"
Joker grabs the crowbar out of her hands and hits her in the arm with it.
"How do you like it? Huh?! You jerk! Get that kid! Go on. Get that kid!"
They run up into the attic after Flash.
Flash on the other hand was on the window with a zipline to the treehouse. He jumped and began to zip all the way and at last landed right inside the treehouse.
Joker and Harley made up the room.
"Where'd he go?" Joker said.
"Maybe he committed suicide." Harlet suggested.
"Down here, you big horse's butt!" Flash called. "Come get me before I call the police!"
"Let's get him!"
"Wait, wait. That's just what he wants us to do--Us to go back downstairs through his fun house so we get all tore up."
"He's gonna call the cops! Or even Batman!"
"He's not calling' the--From a tree house?! Come on."
Joker climbed onto the opened window.
"What are you doing? I'm not going' out the window." Harley whimpered.
"Why, you scared, Marv? Are you afraid?" Joker mocked.
"No."
"Then come on."
They both climb through the rope to treehouse.
"Let's go back, Puddin."
"Shut it."
Flash is holding a pair of shears to the rope.
"Hey, guys! Check this out."
"Go back! Go back."
Flash cuts the rope sending them crashing into the side of the house. They lay there feeling defeated.
"There he goes!"
The get up and run after him.
"Hey, I'm calling the cops." He runs into Rumble's basement.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait. He wants us to follow him. I got a better idea." Joker and Harley head him off.
Little did they know that the Batmobile was near by.
As Flash wades through the flooded basement, he runs up the stairs only to be caught by Joker and Harley Quinn.
"Hi, pal. We outsmarted you this time. Get over here!" Joker grabs Flash and hangs Kevin from the coat hook on the back of the door.
"What are we gonna do to him, Puddin?" Harley smirked.
"We'll do exactly what he did to us. I'm gonna burn his head with a blowtorch." Joker laughed.
"Then we can smash his face with an iron!"
"I'd like to slap him right in the face with a paint can maybe."
"Or shove a nail through his foot!"
Little did they know is that Batman was sneaking up behind them.
"First I'm gonna bite off every one of these little fingers, one at a time." Harley laughed.
Then Batman knocks out Joker in the head with his fist.
"Puddin!"
Then he headbutts Harley.
Now he lifts Flash off the hook.
"Come on. Let's get you home." He said.
"But, what about Joker and the crazy lady?" Flash asked.
"I'll deal with them later."
A few minutes later, the police arrive. While Flash is watching from living room window.
"Nice move. Always leaving the water running." Commissioner Gordon smirked. "Now we know each and every house that you've hit.
"And don't forget, we always have a way out of Arkham!" Harley bragged.
"Shut up, Harley." Joker told her.
As they were being put in the car, Joker was looking back at Flash who was waving at the window. Then they drove off.
Flash puts a plate of cookies and carrots on the table along with a glass of milk. He straightens a present under the tree. He hoped that tomorrow he would get his family back.
Meanwhile, Jack's van was driving towards Gotham in the Budget van to drop Celestia off.
"I'm a bad parent. I'm a bad parent." She blamed herself.
"No, you're not. You're beatin' yourself up there." Jack told her. "This happens. These things happen, y'know. You wanna talk about bad parents? Look at us. We're on the road 48, 49 weeks outta the year. We hardly see our families. Joe, over there. Gosh, you know...he forgets his kids' names half the time. Ziggy over there, he's never even met his kid. Eddie... Let's just hope none of them write a book about him."
"Tell me, have you gone on vacation and left your child home?"
"No. But I did leave one at a funeral parlor once. Yeah, it was terrible too. I was all distraught and everything. The wife and I, we left the little tyke there in the funeral parlor. All day. All day. You know, when we went back at night, when we...came to our senses, there he was. Apparently, he was there all day with a corpse. Now, he was okay. You know, after six, seven weeks. He came around and started talkin' again. They get over it. Kids are resilient like that."
"Maybe we shouldn't talk about this."
"You brought it up, I was just trying cheer you up."
"I'm sorry I did."
Later at the house, Flash wakes up and rushes downstairs to see if his wish came true and that family is home.
"Mom? Mom?" He called.
Still, nobody is home. He is sad because her thought his wish didn't come true.
But outside, the van arrived at the house. Celestia rushed in to see if Flash was alright.
"Flash?" She called. "Flash?"
She see's the living room well decorated. Then she turns to see Flash facing the other direction. Then he turns around to see Celestia.
"Merry Christmas, sweetheart." She smiled.
But Flash didn't say anything, assuming he was mad at her for living him alone when they went on vacation.
"Oh, Flash, I'm so sorry. "
Then he smiled and ran to hug her. The two embraced each other.
"Where's everybody else?" Flash asked.
"Oh, baby, they couldn't come. They wanted to so much, but--"
It turns out she was wrong, the whole family came busting through the front door. Whether they were arguing of thrilled to see Flash, it was Christmas miracle.
"Flash! Flash, my boy. How are you?" Sombra hugged Flash.
"Oh, it's good to see you." Flash smiled.
"You're all right. I love you. You okay?"
"Yeah."
"Hey, Flash." Snips replied. "It's pretty cool that you didn't burn the place down."
"Wait a minute. How did you guys get home?" Celestia asked.
"We took the morning flight. Remember? The one you didn't want to wait for." Sombra told her.
"Oh, no. Oh! Thank you. Merry Christmas. Someone has to find an open store. We don't even have milk here."
"I went shopping yesterday."
Everyone was shocked to hear that.
"You, shopping?"
"I got some milk, eggs, and fabric softener." Flash told them.
Then they smiled.
"What? No kidding? What a funny guy." Sombra laughed. "What else did you do while we were away?"
"Just hung around."
"You guys, come put your stuff upstairs."
"He went shopping?" Snails was still shocked. "He doesn't know how to tie his shoes, and he's going shopping?"
Flash goes to the window to see Bruce Wayne united with his son, Damion Wayne, Dick Grayson, and Barbra Gordon, Bruce waves to him and Flash waved back at him.
"Flash! What did you do to my room?!"
Flash is shocked and runs off. It maybe another moment of trouble, but it was still a happy Christmas ending.
After Flash finished his story, everyone cheered at his succussed story.
"Wow, that was amazing, Flash!" Twilight said. "You really captured the spirit of the movie!"
"I have to admit, it was a pretty entertaining alternative to actually watching the movie," Rarity said with a smile.
"I agree. It was a fun twist on our usual movie night," Sunset added, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Flash grinned and blushed. "I'm glad you all enjoyed it. I always love putting a unique spin on things."
"You know what? That just got me thinking of something." Rainbow Dash replied.
"What's that?"
"Ever since we went to Gotham and first fought the Joker, we've been nervous about clowns. But, after hearing him and that crazy lady get beaten up by the traps got me cracked up!"
"Me too." Pinkie Pie giggled.
After that, Donnie got the VCR working again.
"Hey, I fixed it!" Donnie exclaimed, holding up the now functioning VCR triumphantly.
"Awesome! Now we can finish our movie night," Leo said with a grin.
"Yeah, but don't you think we've known enough from Home Alone?" Mikey asked.
"Well, we can always watch a different movie," Twilight said, glancing at the collection of VHS tapes they had brought with them.
"Dibs, on a Christmas Story!" Shouted Twilight Sparkle.
As she ran over to grab the tape from the pile. The others nodded in agreement, and they all settled in to watch another movie.
""Wait, before we do that, why don't we take a season's greeting picture." Sunset suggested.
"To who?" Leo asked.
"An old friend of ours."
In a different dimension, it was a huge city named Gotham. It was Christmas eve in Gotham, and the citizens were busy preparing for the holidays. In the Batcave, Batman was counting all the villains he defeated this year.
"Master Bruce, I believe I have a delivery for you." Alfred said as he approached the Batman with a small card. Batman glanced at the card. and then back at Alfred, arching an eyebrow.
He is relived to see it was from the ninja team and it was a whole photo of them smiling on the couch. And signed by each of them.
Then he smiled.
"That's a nice picture, Alfred. It's good to see them enjoying their time off." Batman said, placing the photo on his desk. "Thank you for delivering it."
"Merry Christmas, Bruce."
"Merry Christmas, Alfred."
Back at the house in the other dimension, Sunset Shimmer had her guitar and began to sing.
The lights, look like they're dancing Guide the Way, leaving footprints, we walk through the snow The ground is frozen, but you'll keep me warm through the cold
Two hearts colliding like snowflakes we're starting to fall
The world comes alive There's stars in your eyes The touch of your hand winter wonderland With family and friends The joy never ends It's Christmas Time Again
With family and friends The joy never ends It's Christmas Time Again
Tonight, let's make our wishes Wide awake, feel the that magic inside of us all
The ground is frozen but you'll keep me warm through the cold Two hearts colliding like snowflakes We're starting to fall
The world comes alive There's stars in your eyes The touch of your hand winter wonderland With family and friends The joy never ends It's Christmas Time
Living in this wonderland Feel the love and joy my friend Hope this feeling never ends It's Christmas Time
Living in this wonderland Feel the love and joy my friend Hope this feeling never ends It's Christmas Time Again
With family and friends The joy never ends It's Christmas Time Again
Then Flash came in and clapped at Sunset's song.
"You really do have a nice voice." Flash said.
"Thanks." Sunset blushed.
"So, I've been meaning to ask you something."
"Sure, what is it?"
"You think that maybe after Christmas...you and I can walk around the park? Just you and me?"
"Sure, I'd like that."
"Wow, really? I was hope that's what this meant."
As they noticed a mistletoe, they looked at each other with sparkling eyes and as they got close to each others faces...."
"HEY, GUYS WE HAVE A BOAT LOAD OF CHRISTMAS COOKIES IF YOU WANT TO TRY THEM!" Pinkie Pie yelled all the way from the kitchen to the den.
"I guess we shouldn't let Pinkie down." Sunset frowned.
"She's always full of energy." Flash smirked.
Sunset giggled and followed Flash to the kitchen, even though you didn't see what you all expected, it was still the best Christmas time of the year.
