| HAVE YOURSELVES A WAKKO
LITTLE CHRISTMAS By: Brainatra, Romey, Capt. Caps, and Craig Story idea and Edits by: Brainatra --- [Fade into the Warner Bros. Water Tower, and fade into its interior. We see the place has been done up for Christmas; the usual Christmas special type of cartoon gags are seen---three 8-foot long giant stockings with the Warners' names on each one, a platter containing a note for Santa, milk, and (eaten) cookies, etc. We see the Warners are sitting on a couch, watching TV; they look rather contented and sleepy. Mugs of hot cocoa with candy canes in them are seen resting by each Warners' side.] YAKKO: [Flatly] Cool. We get to do our own Christmas fanfic special. WAKKO: [Flatly] Yeah. [Burps] Mmm...great cookies! DOT: [Flatly] Whoopie. I can only imagine what pointless gags we'll get to do in *this* thing. YAKKO: Yeah...we already did the "giant stockings over the fireplace" bit... WAKKO: Hmm...I guess I could promote "Wakko's Wish" some more! YAKKO: May as well---given the so-called advertising "budget" we were handed by the execs at WB. [To Dot] How's it holding up, by the way? DOT: Uh...[Digs under the couch cushions, and hauls out a handful of change] YAKKO: [Looking at the change] Aaaaaaah, better start pushin' it *hard*, Wakko. WAKKO: Faboo! [Cut to a shot of the TV. We see our old "friend" and ex-Harbinger of the Apocalypse, Axel Foley, dressed in a "Santa" costume and holding a nicely-wrapped package; he's in what looks like a festively decorated house.] AXEL: And that's how to make a nice little bundled package, see? And I don't mean the "bundle" those [bleep]s I arrested made for hawkin' overpriced bootleg P*k*mon figures this time of year! [A doorbell rings; Axel makes a face at the camera similar to his "surprised" "Mr. Robinson's Neighborhood" SNL sketch look.] Now *who* could that be at my door? [Mutters] Better not be more [bleep]in' door-to-door roast beast salesmen again... [Axel opens the door; he finds standing there the current cast of "Saturday Night Live"...] CASTMEMBER: Axel! Won't you *please* come back to our show?! Our ratings have been in the dumpster for years---we're losin' to reruns of "Star Trek:Voyager", for Pete's sake! And that "Weekend News Update:The Movie" bombed faster than "It's Pat:The Movie" did! *Pleeeease*?!? AXEL: [Annoyed] Uh...*NO*! [Slams the door shut] AXEL: [To the camera] [Does his staccato laugh] Heh...heh...heh...sorry ya had ta see ol' Axel do that, folks! But now, I'm gonna show ya my mother's special Christmas cookie recipe! DOT: Better take notes, guys...especially given what happened to the *first* six batches we made! [She glances at Wakko] WAKKO: [Licking his lips] Faboo! Crank it up! [The sibs crank up the volume. ] AXEL: OK, the first [bleep]in' thing we need is--- [Axel's image is cut off, replaced by Fred Doppel of "Punchline"'s image. A picture over his shoulder shows a depiction of Santa Claus. A caption in the screen's corner reads "Crisis at the North Pole"] DOPPEL: We interrupt "Deck the Halls With Boughs of Foley: An Axel Foley Christmas" for this special report! WAKKO: Awwww...just when it was starting to get to the good part! DOPPEL: Noted secular Christmas season icon Santa Claus, a.k.a Kris Kringle, a.k.a. the jolly fat guy in the red suit, reports that a crisis has struck his North Pole workshop! For details, we go live to Santa's Workshop! [The screen image cuts to a shot of various elves running around the workshop, looking half-panicked...a "Punchline" reporter is seen trying to interview the elves.] REPORTER: Um, sir...? Could you tell us what's happened here? ELF: [Panicked] Disaster...bad...chaos...all gone! Aaaah! [The elf runs off.] [Cut to the Warners.] YAKKO: That was bordering on coherence. [Cut back to the TV screen, where we see Santa himself talking to the reporter.] SANTA: That's right---not only has someone stolen my sled and reindeer, but also our entire stock of toys! Without those, I won't be able to make my rounds this year! REPORTER: [To the camera] You heard right, folks...some unknown miscreant has managed to clean out Santa's workshop! SANTA: [Sounding worried] Indeed...I knew I should've installed a car alarm on the sled... REPORTER: Any clues as to who could've made off with the sled and toys? SANTA: No, I'm afraid not...[shakes his head sadly]...but if I don't find out who's stolen it all soon, I'll have no choice but to sit out my rounds this year! As well as file missing reindeer reports... [Cut to the Warners, who gasp.] YAKKO: But---if he doesn't make his rounds, then that means...no...Pamela Anderson posters! WAKKO: No...Don Knotts videos! DOT: No...Mel Gibson! [Y&W gives Dot a weird look.] What?! You think I'd settle for anything less than the real Mel himself?! YAKKO: And if there's no Santa makin' the rounds, that means no...[His eyes widen]...*NO 'WAKKO'S WISH' VIDEOS FOR ANYONE*!! [The Warners scream very loudly.] WAKKO: [Panicked] What'll we *do*, Yakko?! It's our last animated hurrah! We *can't* go out like *that*!! DOT: Yeah! [W&D begin sobbing] YAKKO: Take it easy, siblings! [Hops off the couch, pounds his chest] There's only one thing left to do! ...Unfortunately, I have no idea what that is! DOT: Um...how about if we go to the North Pole to try to track down whoever made off with Santa's loot? WAKKO: Yeah! YAKKO: Great idea, Dot! Come on, sibs! Let's head north! [Music begins to swell up in the background, to the tune of "Santa Claus Is Comin' to Town"] [The Warners begin to sing.] YAKKO: Oooh, you'd better watch out! WAKKO: Better not cry! DOT: Better not pout! YAKKO: Cause I'm tellin' you whyyyy... WARNERS: "Wakko's Wish" is comin'...to towwwwn! [The music ends] [The Warners do a spin-change into winter clothes, and race out of their tower. We see them race out the studio gate, and head for the Los Angeles international airport...meanwhile, fade to Acme Labs, where we see that Brain, Pinky, and Billie have seen this same news program.] BRAIN: Pinky...are you pondering what I'm pondering? PINKY: Um, I think so, Brain, but what if Jack Frost and Robert Frost *aren't* related? BRAIN: *No*, Pinky, think! Obviously, someone has sinister motives in mind to target Santa's workshop in such a thorough manner! With such resources in his possession, this person may even be plotting to take over the world before *we* do! PINKY: *Naaarf*... BRAIN: Indeed, Pinky. The fact that this miscreant's made off with the massive stock of videos of our last hurrah, "Wakko's Wish", makes this action even more egregious! Come, Pinky, Billie, we must head for the North Pole and find out who did this! BILLIE: Um, Eggy, don't ya think we should call the Warners for help on this? BRAIN: I see no need to do that, Billie! Besides, with the fame we'll garner for [Makes fingers into quote marks] "saving Christmas", the public will surely proclaim us world rulers in no time flat! Pack your winter clothes, you two...we're going to the North Pole! [Brain heads over to the phone to make reservations for their trip to the Arctic, as the other two mice begin packing mouse-sized suitcases...] [Music begins to swell up in the background again, to the tune of "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer."] PINKY: [Singing] The Brain, the big-head lab mouse! Had a very widened skull! And if you ever saw him, you would even say--- BRAIN: [Flatly, from off-camera.] "you're dull"...dull-*witted*, that is! Now quit singing and finish packing! There'll be plenty of time for yuletide singing later! PINKY: *POIT*! OK, Brain! [Fade to black, with sinister orchestra music playing.] [Cut to a commercial promoting one of 8 airings of "It's a Wonderful Life", squeezed between ads promoting "A Very Special P*k*mon Christmas"...] [Cut to LAX International Airport, where Yakko, Wakko and Dot are waiting on a ticket line.] WAKKO: How long are we going to be here? DOT: Yeah, my legs hurt! [Cut to Slappy's house, where she's watching the special on TV.] SLAPPY: Your legs hurt? I've been running around defeating schmucks for 60 years, so don't go telling me about pain. [Cut back to Yakko.] YAKKO: I've found a way around this! I've bought our "Warner Academy" police badges with us. Watch...and learn! [Yakko starts making his way through the line.] Make way! California police coming through! C'mon, Wakko! C'mon, Dot! The fate of Christmas lies in our hands! [Cut to the inside of the plane. Yakko, Wakko and Dot are resting in 3 chairs.] YAKKO: That was quick! Say, Dot, what's the in-flight movie? DOT: "Ernest Goes To Hades"! YAKKO: [Flatly] Uh...Ha Ha! That gag is 10 years out of date! [Cut to Captain Caps sitting at his computer.] CAPTAIN CAPS: Hey, it's the best I could come up with! No, wait a minute! Strike the Ernest movie...I've got an even better idea! [Maniacal laughter as we cut back to the airplane.] PLANE CAPTAIN'S VOICE: We're sorry! Instead of "Ernest Goes to Hades", we will treat you to the director's cut of "P*k*mon: The First Movie"! YAKKO, WAKKO, and DOT: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! [Suddenly, we hear a familiar voice from a seat next to them.] MYSTERY VOICE: Do you have cheeseballs on this flight? And will Bob Barker be appearing in the movie? YAKKO, WAKKO and DOT: Oh No! [The Warners turn around, and find the voice belongs to one Pip Pumphandle.] PIP: Anyway, I went to see "Phantom Menace", and thought that that 'Jar Jar' character reminded me of J.J. from "Good Times", given they both have J.J. as initials...isn't that the oddest coincidence? YAKKO: [Agitated] Aaaaargh! What'll we *do*?! We couldn't get rid of this guy *last* time! WAKKO: Yeah...he even pulled that "two places at once" bit on *us*! DOT: [Flatly] *Yeah*...that, and the "Pokemon" movie, to boot. YAKKO: I've got an idea! [Yakko pulls from off-camera a fellow plane passenger...namely Wesley Snipes.] SNIPES: What th--?! I'm supposed to be passenger 57, not passenger-in-the-really-cruddy-plane-seats-section! YAKKO: Pip, meet Wes...Wes, Pip. Byeee! [The Warners race to the plane's exit doors, whip out parachutes, and jump. Pip briefly acknowledges Wesley's presence, then continues to drone on.] [Cut to the Warners on the ground, sometime later...they appear to be stranded in San Francisco; in the background, a few cable cars go by.] YAKKO: Great...at this rate, we'll never get to the North Pole in time! WAKKO: What'll we do now? DOT: Make a bunch of pointless, obscure San Francisco-related jokes? WAKKO: Go berserk and harass every other person who walks by? [We see Jennifer Elfman and Thomas Gibson of "Dharma and Greg" fame walk by; Wakko goes over to them and does that "two places at once" bit to them. Greg screams, while Dharma has a blank look on her face. Yakko jumps into Dharma's arms, and begins kissing her. Dot merely looks annoyed.] DOT: Ugh...to think if Brainatra *weren't* writing this part *or* playing story editor, we could've *avoided* this bit again... [Suddenly, a bus pulls up in front of the group; it reads "To Fairbanks, Alaska".] DOT: Whaddya think? YAKKO: Beats walking north for several thousand miles...let's take it! We can get to the North Pole from Fairbanks by plane or sleddogs or something! [The Warners leave Dharma and Greg behind, and climb the bus. The bus takes off...] [While all this is going on, cut to the lab mice, who're sitting inside of a box postmarked for Fairbanks, Alaska. The box, for reasons only beknownst to Captain Caps, is being transported on the same bus that the Warners are riding on, instead of through the U.S. Postal Service.] BRAIN: Soon, we'll reach Alaska, and from there, we'll charter a plane to take us to the North Pole! *YES*! And after we stop that vile yuletide thief, the world will soon be--- [The box suddenly rattles sharply.] PINKY: *POIT*! What's going on?! BILLIE: I dunno...but I think we're gonna find out! [Cut to the outside of the bus, just split-seconds earlier. We see a street gang adorned in red bandanas and Guns 'N' Roses tour jackets. Their leader, "Whitey", speaks up.] WHITEY: What the [bleep] is that bus doing invading our turf? Hey, Rico, slash the tires! [Rico, one of Whitey's fellow gangmembers, does so, causing the bus to skid to a stop near a traffic light. Yakko steps out.] YAKKO: Hey, hey, hey, what's the big idea? RICO: This is the big idea, puppy-child! We're gonna ground you up, and feed you to those pitbulls over there! YAKKO: Please don't! We're on a mission to save Christmas. WHITEY: Wait a minute! I heard about that! Hold back the weapons! Explain your story! DOT: Well, it turns out that Santa Claus has had his house raided! RICO: [Bleep], dude! I know how that feels! DOT: Anyway, although we're sure that North Pole police are on the case, we need to save Christmas! WHITEY: Why you? WAKKO: You see, we're the stars of the late, great series "Animaniacs"! Our show was canceled by pinheaded WB executives in favor of P*k*mon dominating the Kids WB lineup! [Dre, another gang member, speaks...] DRE: P*k*mon?! I hate those things, especially that [bleep]ing glorified electric rat Pikachu! WAKKO: Indeed! Anyway, our final hurrah is a Christmas movie called "Wakko's Wish"! Lots of kids wanted it for Christmas, but since the big S.C.'s stuff got hijacked, those plans have been screwed up! DRE: Well, in that case, [bleep] the killing, we'll help you save Christmas! WHITEY: Those thugs that ripped Saint Nick off need to get ready for the power of Street Knowledge! [Pinky, Brain and Billie make their way off the bus.] BRAIN: What was that awful racket? YAKKO: Hi, Brain! We're saving Christmas with assistance from this gang! RICO: C'mon, hop into our Cadillac! We've got to save Christmas! And besides that, we're wanted men! BRAIN: [Raising an eyebrow] "Wanted men"?! [The gang hops into the Cadillac, and speeds off into the sunset.] [Cut to the lab mice, riding in the backseat of the Cadillac...Brain looks rather annoyed.] PINKY: Um...what's wrong, Brain? BRAIN: [Annoyed] What's wrong? First of all, we're heading *north*, so we *can't* be heading "into the sunset", as the previous narrative description infers. Second, we were being *mailed* to the North Pole in a package meant to be delivered by express air mail, *not* by the bus that the Warners were riding. I won't even get into where continuity-wise this story fits in with our other present-day and future adventures... BILLIE: Aw, don't worry about it, Eggy...I think this thing's just meant to make fun of cheesy TV Christmas specials. Besides, if this story's anything like the typical rerun-to-death Christmas special, it probably *doesn't* fit into any continuity exactly, Eggy...makin' it easier for the network to rerun it to death every year without worryin' about actual temporal logic! As well as giving the network an easier time of slicing it up for more commercials... BRAIN: [Startled] Oh...of course...I see...very well, then... WAKKO: This thing's not in any specific continuity? Faboo! [Yanks down behind the group a background of Santa's Workshop, with Santa's sleigh filled to the limit with "Wakko's Wish" videos and DVDs. All look bewildered.] Here we are, then! The end of the story! Ta-daaa! DOT: [Annoyed] Billie means this doesn't necessarily fit with *other* stories, Wakko...that doesn't mean there's no continuity in *this* one! [Muttering] This isn't a *Flintstones* Christmas special.... WAKKO: Oops...sorry! [Wakko "rolls up" the Santa's Workshop background, revealing the Interstate once more. The gang looks startled.] RICO: Hey, how'd ya do that, man? YAKKO: Aaaahh..."Christmas magic"? BRAIN: *What* "Christmas magic"? That was just another typically lame cartoon gimmick! YAKKO: I know, but this *is* a Christmas special... BRAIN: Don't remind me... [The background music begins to play a "Christmas"-y version of the A! theme song, as we see the Cadillac cruise up the western half of the North American continent. We see the gang engage in multiple McDonald's pit stops and the usual mind-numbing spatial distortion gags. Finally, they reach Fairbanks, Alaska.] WAKKO: [Admiring the scenery] Oooh... BILLIE: [Also admiring the scenery] No wonder Jack London liked this place so much! BRAIN: Indeed...now we must charter a plane! [To the gang members] Will you be accompanying us? RICO: Naaah, man, we're so filled with Christmas cheer that we're gonna head back to the lower 48 states and do a few good deeds! WHITEY: Yeah, man...I think I'm gonna volunteer to distribute presents to poor kids...[Digs out a toolbox] I wonder if they already have a travel socket wrench set... [The gang drive off, singing "Deck the Halls"...] BRAIN: [Making a face] Ugh...like I was saying about holiday special saccharineness... DOT: Never mind that now! We've gotta charter a plane to the North Pole! [Cut to some time later...we see the gang flying in a small, private plane; snow is seen blowing about.] YAKKO: Aaaaah, are you sure this private pilot's the best the Fairbanks airport had? BRAIN: Of course! I have the utmost confidence in his flying skills! [Pan to the cockpit to see that the pilot is dressed in a First World War-style aviator's uniform...he also looks rather poultry-like.] YAKKO: Be that as it may, I'm going to the cockpit to see who the pilot is! [Yakko opens the cockpit door, and it's revealed to be...] YAKKO: Chicken Boo?! Great, our pilot is a chicken! At least they have TV on this flight...I'm heading back to my seat! I think we should check in on this Axel Foley Christmas special! [As Yakko returns to his seat, we see Wakko and Dot sitting in wonderment at the TV. On it, Axel is running around in an angry huff.] AXEL: For God's sake, why won't those [bleep]ing [bleep]s from "SNL" leave me alone? [Outside one of Axel's windows, we see various "Saturday Night Live" cast members with their faces pressed against the glass.] AXEL: Leave me the [bleep] alone! You know what? [Bleep] this special, I'm out of here! I'm Axel Foley...Have a merry [bleep]ing Christmas! [Bleep] it, I'm going to...Alaska! I've got to save Santa! YAKKO: Hey, we're supposed to save Santa, not Axel! WAKKO: Yeah, and besides, Santa lives at the North Pole, not Alaska! [Suddenly, Axel pops up out of nowhere.] AXEL: Sorry, Yakko! I had to do something to avoid those [bleep]ing "SNL" castmembers! DOT: How'd you get here? AXEL: Holiday magic! WAKKO: I think I'm about to throw up from all these Christmas cliches! AXEL: Hey, you think you have a [bleep]ing problem with this piece of [bleep]? I have an even bigger problem! It's that [bleep]ing Captain Caps! [Cut to Captain Caps sitting at his computer.] CAPTAIN CAPS: Okay, so I slipped up on continuity and other things! You think this is bad? You should see me in real life! [Cut back to the airplane.] YAKKO: How many minutes until we land? WAKKO: I think we have 2 minutes! [Suddenly, the plane stops in mid-air...] YAKKO: Aaaaah, did someone forget to refuel before takoff? [Everyone stares at Wakko] WAKKO: Hey, it wasn't my responsibility! [All are silenced by a strange blinding light which is orbiting around the plane, almost as if it were inspecting the interior. Stuff starts to float around weightlessly. The bolts fly off the cabin door, which seems to open under some unearthly power.] DOT: Great, like we needed an alien abduction right in the middle of a holiday special... AXEL: Holy [bleep], will ya look at that?! [A rather thin guy wearing a tool belt and dressed as Santa steps in. A nametag on his shirt reads: "TIM". The passengers stare in total confusion at this guy.] TIM: Hey! There's a light on this plane that... that won't light on one side! There's
no need to visit my workshop, so don't you all fear! I'm gonna fix this faulty flight in
midair! DOT: Yeah, at least they'd have competent repairmen on board... TIM: Hey, I'm competent! [He pulls out a dictionary to check] At least, I think I am... [Wakko whispers something to Yakko] YAKKO: Hey, that's right! You work for D*sney! Get 'em sibs! [The Warners pounce on Tim] AXEL: Hold it!!! [The Warners freeze in place] AXEL: I thought you three decided you wouldn't hold that against people anymore! You don't even know what the [bleep] he's doing here! [Turns to Tim] What are you [bleep]in' doing here anyway? TIM: Long story... Suffice it to say that I was looking forward to a new set of tools for Christmas this year. I heard about the North Pole crisis, and figured this was the only way to straighten things out! Besides, there's this clause in my contract... [Meanwhile, the mice are in the back of the plane observing this bizarre occurrence] BRAIN: Does any of this seem frightfully strange to you two? PINKY: Oh yes, Brain! They forgot to serve us those little honey roasted peanuts, Narf! BRAIN: No, Pinky! It's almost as if... as if we were trapped in some inane holiday special! BILLIE: Whatever gave you that idea, Egghead? [Brain turns around. From behind the mice, we can see that they are actually on a studio soundstage with various cameras and microphones aimed at them. An angry TV exec resembling Bill Murray walks buy, screaming at the crew.] BRAIN: Never mind, you wouldn't believe me anyway... DIRECTOR: Cut! Lunch Break! [Yakko, Wakko, Dot, Axel and Tim walk off the "airplane" and head to the coffee machine.] YAKKO: What a merry Christmas...not! WAKKO: More outdated references! AXEL: And from "Saturday Night [bleep]ing Live", no less! Can't I escape it? [The TV executive, who really is Bill Murray, walks out.] MURRAY: Hey, Axel, my main man! Hey, I'm going to be hosting "SNL" next week... AXEL: [Cutting him off] Before you even [bleep]ing start, I'm not going to be part of that [bleep]y SNL show thing ever again! [Bleep], I could go to "Mad [bleep]ing TV" and I wouldn't feel a [bleep]ing thing in my soul! So [bleep] off! [As Axel continues his profane tirade, we cut to the Warners' trailer where they're drinking coffee.] DOT: Coffee? No, No, No! We're drinking root beer! Always remember that coffee sends Wakko over the edge! YAKKO: That is key to remember! Anyway, I feel very tired! We've been working all weekend, and we'll still be working for Lord knows how long! We might not even get this completed by Christmas! WAKKO: Scary thought! [Pan through the Warner's trailer to a phone booth, where Tim is talking on the phone.] TIM: Hey, Morty, tell me why I'm doing this again! Oh, right, I owe Spielberg a favor for saving my career once "Home Improvement" was canceled! "Galaxy Quest" had better do well at the box office, or it's into the dark land of those 1-800-Whatever commercials! DIRECTOR: Actors back to the set in one minute! TIM: Okay! I gotta go, Morty! See you later! Yes! Happy Hanukkah! I'm out! [As Tim hangs up the phone, the other actors walk back to the set.] BILL: Okay! Let's start this again! Let's also do it better this time, 'K? Thanks! Let's make magic! DIRECTOR: Okay, "Have Yourself A Wakko Little Christmas", Scene...Whatever...Take one! Aaaaaaan, *action*! [Cut back to the plane, which is finally pulling in for a landing at a North Pole runway; we see a complex and sprawling castle-like facility sitting nearby. The Warners, Axel, Tim, and the mice all climb out. The poultry-like pilot stays behind, however, and whips out a magazine labeled "Indiana Hoosier Farmer Monthly---Special All-Hen Edition!" with a photo of a hen on the cover. "Hello, Nurse"-esque saxophone music plays.] DOT: [Glancing back at the "pilot"] That was pointless... BILLIE: Yeah...now let's get to the workshop! [The gang all head for the workshop's entrance...once there, they see that everything's similar to what the "Punchline" newscast showed: elves running around half-panicked, with a worried-looking Santa staring at something on the floor.] AXEL: Hey, St. Nick! No need to fear, me and my crew's here! [Staccato laugh] No need for introductions, as I'm sure you know who we are---y'know, that whole "who's been naughty and who's been nice" thing! SANTA: Y-You're here to help?! That's *wonderful*! [The elves stop panicking, and walk over to Santa and the heroes] AXEL: Yeah, and since I'm a [bleep]in' cop, I'll arrest that crazy [bleep] that swiped all of your presents and your sled! [Scratches his head] It'd help if we had a few clues as to what happened, though. SANTA: [Shakes his head] No, Mr. Foley, we don't have many clues. Whoever stole the items in question disabled all the alarms *and* the security camera system! As well as tying up several of my elves! The only clue we have is---*this*! [Santa points to a shredded up piece of yellow cloth] It's not from any of our toys, or any of our clothing...but it's the only clue we have! [Hands the piece of cloth to Brain.] BRAIN: Perhaps if we were to investigate the surrounding area, we'd be able to find more clues as to who the perpetrators are! SANTA: [Laughs] Ho-ho-ho! An excellent idea, er...Brain, is it? BRAIN: [Nervously] Um...yes... SANTA: No need to be nervous, Brain; I've long since discovered about your little failed attempt to take over the North Pole through Noodle Noggin dolls! BRAIN: Y-you have?! SANTA: Yes...but I'm willing to forgive you for that, if you'll help us on this case! BRAIN: Of course! YES! Let us be off, then... SANTA: Wait! You'll need a few assistants to help you navigate the surrounding area...a few of my elves will be willing to assist you. Elfy? Skippy? Slappy? ALL: *SLAPPY*?! [Three elves walk up; "Elfy" looks like the typical Santa Claus elf, while Slappy and Skippy are wearing elves costumes; Elfy and Skippy smile, while Slappy looks *very* annoyed.] SLAPPY: Hello, there, gang...any cracks, and it's dynamite city for all of you! I'm just doin' this razza-frazzin' thing for Skippy here! Even though I just gave 'im a truckload 'a stuff for Chanukah! BRAIN: I thought you were Jewish, Slappy...that "Twas the Night Before Christmas" poem you read aside... SLAPPY: Yeah, yeah, I *am*, but these lousy contract requirements and Skippy bein' so swayed by all the Christmas hype... SANTA: [Laughing] That's not the type of attitude we need at this time of year, Slappy! Come on, where's your holiday spirit? SLAPPY: Back at the synagogue in Burbank, buddy... ELFY: [Sounding chipper] Aw, don't feel bad, Slappy! After we crack this case, I'll finally get to become head elf! It's my lifelong ambition! That, and being a dentist...don't worry, soon, the whole *world* will be celebrating the Christmas spirit in full swing again! SLAPPY: Um, speakin' of "the whole world", what about *Chanukah*, "Elfy"? AXEL: Or Kwanzaa? [Slappy stares at him] Y'know, the holiday founded in 1966 as a means for African-Americans to celebrate their heritage and culture for the one-week period following Christmas and de-emphasizing materialistic values? [The rest mumble "oh,yeah" type of remarks] [Zip pan to Brainatra, at a library computer; the guy next to him is busy trying to hack into the FBI's computer system] BRAINATRA: What can I say? I thought Kwanzaa was worth mentioning...especially in light of the odds of KWB mentioning it even in a recycled-stock-footage-promo form being pretty slim... [Several cops come along to arrest the guy sitting next to Brainatra; Brainatra merely shrugs.] [Zip pan back to the group.] ELFY: Anyway, after all this blows over, we'll all get to have cake and candy and lots and lots of presents! Won't that be *swell*? SLAPPY: Yeah, yeah, whatever, "Elfy"...come on, let's get this over with before another freakin' song breaks out again! SANTA: I'll have the elves fuel up a few snowmobiles for you all to use; in the meanwhile, make yourselves at home! WAKKO: Faboo! [More music swells up in the background, to the tune of "Jingle Bell Rock"...] SLAPPY: Aw, *no*...[Slaps on a pair of headphones, which blare out the soundtrack to "The Iron Giant"] [Cut to the Warners racing around Santa's Workshop, with Dot madly pressing various buttons, Wakko eating cans of paint, and Yakko harassing a tall, female elf that looks Hello Nurse-like. We also see Tim trying to soup up one of the snowmobiles, Pinky and Billie playing with a dollhouse-sized badminton set, and Axel telling some anecdote to one of the elves. Brain merely looks bored.] ELVES: [Singing] Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock...jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring...snowing and blowing up bushels of fun...now the jingle hop has begun! BRAIN: [Flatly] Nice to see that the writer couldn't be bothered to at least come up with *parody* lyrics for this song... [Cut to a shot of the Warners on pogo sticks, bouncing past several elves...] ELVES: [Singing] Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock...jingle bells chime in jingle bell time... BILLIE: Greenwich Mean Time or Eastern Standard Time? [All look at her] Never mind... BRAIN: I thought you weren't concern over temporal logic in this thing... BILLIE: Well, maybe a *little*... ELVES: [Singing] Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square...in the frosty air! [A quick shot of Yakko imitating Dick Clark at Times Square on New Year's Eve; Wakko is seen taking a bite out of the giant mirrored ball.] ELVES: [Singing] What a bright time, it's the right time to rock the night away...jingle bell time is a swell time...to go gliding in a one-horse sleigh! [Cut to a shot of the mice riding in a "one-horse sleigh", namely one pulled by Phar Fig Newton; Billie looks slightly annoyed...] ELVES: [Singing] Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet...jingle around the clock! SLAPPY: Ugh...I can't believe they're singin' the whole thing! [Cranks up the volume on her headset to its maximum setting.] ELVES: [Singing] Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet...that's the jingle bell, that's the jingle bell, that's the jingle bell roooooock! [The song ends, as we see various shots of: Wakko eating Mrs. Claus' cookies, Yakko kissing the female elf, Dot jumping up and down on one of the elves' heads mindlessly, Tim being electrically shocked by his snowmobile modifications, Billie and Phar Fig Newton arguing, Pinky laughing at a TV playing the "Year Without a Santa Claus" Christmas special, Brain and Slappy drinking eggnog at a elf-sized bar trying to ignore all this, and Axel handing a hefty Christmas list to Santa...the elves all giggle and cheer.] BRAIN: Ugh...at this point, a spatial distortion gag *almost* seems tolerable right now... [Brain turns around, and finds the Warners standing behind him.] WARNERS: Hello! BRAIN: [Screams] *YAAARGH*! I said *almost*!! [The Warners giggle] BRAIN: [Sighs] Let's just get going... [Cut to the outside of Santa's workshop, near St. Nick's snowmobile fleet. Our heroes are putting on helmets.] SANTA: I can't thank you enough for helping me find this thief! YAKKO: Think nothing of it...Besides, the climax to our on-screen life hangs in the balance! WAKKO: If we don't save the presents, then I'm not going to be getting royalties from the sales of this video! DOT: If we don't save Christmas, I won't be able to get Mel Gibson! SANTA: [Rolling his eyes] I wouldn't hold your breath, because even if you get the presents back and figure out who the thief is... [Dot's eyes grow wide, and a tear falls out.] SANTA: OK, I'll see what I can work out! Now run along! PINKY: Run along? We're riding! NARF! BRAIN: Oh, Lord! [Our heroes hop on the snowmobiles and ride off into the...oh, wait a minute! Slipped up once, don't wanna do it again! I'll just say that they rode off!] YAKKO: [Rolling his eyes] Thank you, Captain Caps... [As we see our heroes speeding through the snow, "Christmas Wrapping" by the little-known 80's band The Waitresses plays in the background.] YAKKO: Have you seen anything? AXEL: In this [bleep]ing blizzard, no dice! [Pinky, Brain and Billie pop out of a pocket on Axel's shirt.] BRAIN: It's bitterly cold in here! AXEL: Oh, shut the [bleep] up! I'm freezing also! BILLIE: Hey, look! Stop your snowmobiles! I see a sealed screener copy of "Wakko's Wish" in the snow over there! [The snowmobiles swoop around and arrive at the snowbank containing the "Wakkko's Wish" video copy.] WAKKO: Yay! We've found out where the villains are located! DOT: Isn't it a little too soon? SLAPPY: When it comes to this story, the sooner it's over, the better! [Our heroes get off their snowmobiles. Axel picks up the screener copy, then he falls through the ice, followed in rapid order by Yakko, Wakko, Dot, Tim, Slappy, Skippy and Elfy.] TIM: Hey! I can fix that hole! EVERYBODY: No! AXEL: Absolutely [bleep]ing great! What are we gonna [bleep]ing do now? [The Warners, mice, squirrels, Tim, Axel, and who knows what else (Elfy: *HEY*!) zip along a winding tube of ice, ultimately landing in a large metal cage. The top of the cage snaps shut.] YAKKO: That was unexpected... WAKKO: Where are we? AXEL: Looks like a [bleep]in' warehouse or something! TIM: Guess I'd better get to work on breaking us out! Good thing I brought all my power tools! [Everyone screams and crowds into the opposite side of the cage] TIM: Hey, I know what I'm doing! Just trust me! [Meanwhile, the mice, inside Axel's pocket, are discussing the situation] BRAIN: It may be to our advantage if we left the group to scout this warehouse. What do you think, Billie? BILLIE: Agreed, Egghead. Whoever set this trap won't wait long to come for us. If no one else knows we've left, we'll have the advantage. PINKY: But we'd have to be the size of *mice* to fit through those bars, Narf! BRAIN: If it weren't for the holiday season, I'd bop you right now, Pinky. Come, we have work to do! [The mice escape just in time. A large muscular guy approaches the trapped heroes. He addresses them in a familiar accent.] SLAPPY: Please, not another stinkin' Ah-nold cameo... ARNOLD: I ahm zorry miz Zlappy! I herd about da ztollen prezends, ahnd my zon vanted one of zem "Verminator" akzhun figyaz vo Grizmas! Zo I zet a trahp viz zhat video to catch zem! SLAPPY: Then could you *please* let us out before Timmy boy here blows us to pieces trying to break through the bars, already? ARNOLD: No problemo! ["Ah-nold" rips the cage's bars off, releasing all the trapped heroes...] TIM: Aww, and I was about to use my new Acme brand portable chainsaw! [Whips out a pocket knife-sized chainsaw, and activates it...all stare at it blankly, then turn their attention towards Arnold] SLAPPY: Thanks for savin' us, Mr. "T2"...now, ya wanna help us catch this razza-frazzin' thief so you can get one of those "Verminator" figures and we can get back to our normal lives? ARNOLD: Of course, Miss Squirrel, but first, you must meet someone! YAKKO: Aaaah, is this another song excuse? ELFY: Oh, boy! I *looove* songs! They're so fun and happy and make me feel all good and Christmasy inside! Yaaaayyy! [Elfy gleefully jumps up and down; the rest stare at him with blank looks on their faces...] WARNERS: [Flatly] Be afraid...be *very* afraid... [The Warners, Axel, Tim, Slappy, Skippy, and Elfy all follow Arnold into a big chamber...there, we see a giant ice-covered throne. Various "royal" horn blows are heard.] ARNOLD: I'd like to introduce you to somevone I met while looking for one of those Verminator figures...the *Snow Miser*!! [Giggles oddly] Oooh, I love this guy! [Music swells up, namely the "Snow Miser" theme from "The Year Without a Santa Claus" Christmas special...we see the Snow Miser, a icy-looking skinny guy with a long nose and chin walk out, as well as several smaller "Mini-Me" lookalikes of the Miser. Snow Miser begins singing...] SNOW MISER: [Singing] I'm Mister Whiiite Christmas, I'm Mr. Snow...I'm Mr. I-ci-cle...I'm Mr. Ten Below! [Blows "freeze breath" towards Tim, who freezes in place; we then see Tim tap a miniature blow torch, and begin melting himself.] SNOW MISER: [Singing] Friends call me Snow Miser, what-e-ver I touch....turns to snow in my *clutch*! [Grabs Axel's cell phone, and it freezes solid; Axel utters a string of expletives.] Heh, heh, heh...I'm too much! [The music ends.] SNOW MISER: [Sits on his throne] Well, well, well...sorry I had to lock you up like that, but I can't take any chances, with that thief that's been running around ripping off Santa and everyone else! Arnold and I were hoping to trap the thief ourselves with that baited video and turn him in to the authorities, but... TIM: [Finally unfrozen] So, you know all about the robbery? SNOW MISER: Yes, I do! Sorry I don't have many clues, but I *do* have this! [Snow Miser whips out a bigger piece of yellow cloth, similar to what we saw earlier] I don't know where it came from, but it was left behind earlier today after someone ripped off my stock of Snow Miser beanbag toys that Santa was planning on taking on this year's ride! [Hands the cloth to Yakko] YAKKO: [Taking the cloth] Thanks! Don't worry, we'll find out who stole the loot! SNOW MISER: You're quite welcome...eh, want to hear my "Snow Miser" song again? AXEL: [Chipping away at his frozen cell phone] [Bleep] no, ya crazy cold-blooded [bleep]! SNOW MISER: Ah, OK...Arnold can show you all out, then! So long! [All wave so long, and follow Arnold through an exit; moments later on the surface, we see the group standing by their snowmobiles; however, they note that one snowmobile's missing...] AXEL: Those [bleep] mice must've taken one of the snowmobiles! Ah, well...[hops on Tim's snowmobile] Let's go! YAKKO: Yeah...and we'd better catch that thief soon, or Christmas will be ruined! WAKKO: Yeah... [Cut to the mice, who're racing through the snow on their pulley-and-rope-rigged snowmobile; Brain's at the wheel.] BILLIE: Any idea where we should go? BRAIN: Not yet, I---wait, *look*! [They stop, and stare upwards.] [Hovering above the mice is a bizarre probe. Chunks of snow and ice fall off its sides. The vessel stops just overhead.] PINKY: Egad, Brain! Do you see that? BRAIN: How could I miss it?! BILLIE: Egghead? BRAIN: What? BILLIE: [Panicked] Somehow I don't think this is a very good place to be! [The mice run away as the object plummets from the sky; they don't get far. Stopping just above the snowmobile, it begins to hum loudly. The sound waves stir up the snow into a blinding flurry.] PINKY: Brain? Billie? Where are you? BILLIE: Over here, Pinky! BRAIN: Wait! Stay where you are! [A luminous, neon-blue beam cuts through the cloud of snow. The trio watch as their snowmobile explodes in a ball of flame. In an instant, the ship rockets out of sight. When the air clears, Pinky, Billie, and Brain find themselves stranded in the middle of the Arctic tundra.] [Cut to the rest of our heroes, gathered around a gaping whole in the Arctic ice. Two new members are with them.] YAKKO: So let me get this straight. You two are here because...? SCULDER: Given the facts, I think this toy-theft is part of a huge government conspiracy meant to put the jolly representation of the holidays out of business. AXEL: What kind of [bleep]in' explanation is that? We already figured that much... MULLY: Actually, we're here because Sculder wants his photo taken with Santa. SCULDER: The truth is out there, Mully. SLAPPY: Can we just get moving already?! SCULDER: Not yet. We need to investigate this whole. There might be something of importance at the bottom... SLAPPY: Just so long as what we find isn't another danged musical scene, like that last act! [Dissolve to a few minutes later. The gang is wandering around the crevice of the gaping hole.] SLAPPY: This certainly is pointless! YAKKO: Well, we need something to do! Captain Caps is running out of ideas! [Zip pan to Captain Caps.] CAPTAIN CAPS: Indeed! I don't even know what to do at this point! [Zip pan back to Elfy.] ELFY: Let's sing a song! [Singing] I'm dreaming of a white Christmas! AXEL: [Bleep], dude! I've had enough! See you in Hades! [Upon saying this, Axel jumps into a nearby pit. We hear whooshing sound effects.] DOT: Why did he decide to do that? His career was on another upswing! AXEL: [V.O] Don't get so [bleeping] weepy-eyed! I'm alive! SLAPPY: How in the name of Buddy Hackett did you survive that? AXEL: I landed on a giant pile of [bleeping]... something! My [bleep] hurts! SCULDER: I think we've found out where the toys are located! SLAPPY: In this "comedy" [making quotation marks with her fingers] of errors, I think it's all a stinking lie! YAKKO: Well, there's only one thing left to do! We need to follow Mr. Profane-In-The-Membrane down into the hole! DOT: Mwah! Goodnight Everybody! YAKKO: Another overused gag...and it's my overused gag to boot! [Our heroes put on some parachutes and descend into the hole.] [The gang floats down ever-so-slowly through the downward tunnel, a la Alice in D*sney's "Alice in Wonderland." Various items float by---they're all toys stolen from Santa's sleigh. There's an "Earthworm Jim" computer game, a doll of Pikachu (which Wakko promptly grabs and eats, muttering, "Mm. . .mass-produced merchandise!"), a talking action figure of Bender from "Futurama" (which says, "Bite my shiny metal [bleep]"), and finally, a copy of "Wakko's Wish," which Dot snatches up.] DOT: This is it! We *ARE* on the trail! ARNOLD: Yah! Perhaps dere is hope for Christmas after all! SLAPPY: And our careers! YAKKO: Onward, men! [Dot glares at him.] And Dot. . . [Mully then gives him a dirty look.] Oh, and you. . . [Jumping into her arms.] You should get together with me sometime. We could make beautiful music together! DOT: *A-HEM* Perhaps you could attend to your hormones later? Right now we're hitting bottom! SLAPPY: If ya ask me, we did so a long time ago. . . [The gang lands softly next to Axel on a pile of toys. They remove their parachutes.] TIM: We did it! We saved Christmas! ARNOLD: Yah, cool your jets, leetle girly boy. Dese ah only a small, pitiful amount of the many toys. . . AXEL: Yeah, they're only the [bleep]in' tip of the iceberg. WAKKO: [Pointing at a door made entirely of ice, in contrast to the rest of the cavern, which is made up of dirt and such.] Faboo! Hey, what's this? SCULDER: [Looking at some writing on the door.] It appears to be some sort of alien code! Mully, this is it! This is the reason I've been put on this planet! [Begins to touch various symbols.] MULLY: To stare at some gibberish carved into an underground door somewhere in the Arctic? . . .ugh. . .I need a new partner. . . YAKKO: [Wiggles his eyebrows.] Well, I'm not doing anything--- DOT: Good. Let's keep it that way. [Jumping into Sculder's arms.] So, Puppy Eyes, have you figured out the code? SCULDER: Er. . .well, I. . . ARNOLD: Enuff of dis garbage, yah? Move eet, wimpy boy, und let me tear down dis weak, pathetic door! [He attempts to shove Sculder out of the way, but before he can, the door opens.] SCULDER: [Looking with wide eyes.] I did it! I cracked the code! MULLY: Oh my--- [We see inside the door. It's a Winter Wonderland---everything is made of ice.] WAKKO: [Running ahead.] Zowie! Last one in is a rotten eggnog! [?Obligatory Christmas reference, folks.] AXEL: [Running after him.] Wait! It could be a [bleep]in' trap! [The others come close behind.] [When they get inside, they see Wakko lying in the snow making Snow Angels.] WAKKO: C'mon in, guys! The snow is fine! And fun! ARNOLD: Indeed. . .but joost the same, we'd bettah stay on our toes. . . [Suddenly, the door slams shut.] MULLY: Great! Now look where you got us, Sculder. . .Sculder. . .? [Turns to see him lying in the snow with Wakko. Yakko, Dot, Skippy, Tim, Elfy, Arnold, and Axel are all also playing in the snow.] Well, at least we don't seem to be in any sort of danger at the moment. . . [Suddenly, some sort of music begins playing. As it becomes louder, we can make out "Feliz Navidad." A few of the gang begin to look worried, while the others begin to dance to the beat. After a little while, it grows quite loud, and the same two verses repeat over and over again. Finally, Yakko screams.] YAKKO: I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!! MULLY: [For once, no longer calm and levelheaded.] I'm with you! Let's get outta here!!! [Begins clawing madly at the door. The others writhe in pain on the floor.] DOT: [Pulling at her ears.] It's terrible! HORRIBLE!!! SLAPPY: Make it stop! MAKE IT STOP!!! AXEL: Alright, ya [bleep]in' [bleep]s, relax! We'll just go through one of these doors here. [Points to several doors lined up around the room.] YAKKO: How convenient. . . [Axel pulls open one of the doors and ushers everyone in. Inside, we see Bing Crosby, singing "White Christmas."] SLAPPY: Is there no end to this infernal Christmas music?! [They all zoom out.] AXEL: Okay, keep your [bleep]in' shirt on! We'll just try another door! [They rush into another. This time Jimmy Durante is singing "Frosty the Snowman." They again rush out, and rush into another. Inside this one is Frank Sinatra singing "Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire." They again rush out.] WAKKO: If I get anymore holiday cheer shoved down my throat, I'll snap! AXEL: I know, I know, but one of these *HAS* to be the way out! Try this one! [They rush into another door. We see Minerva standing there, wearing a rather impractical outfit for the climate, singing "Silver Bells."] DOT: Minerva?! SKIPPY: What're *YOU* doing here?! MINERVA: Well, I'm getting a cool million for this little cameo. Besides, the author of this segment wanted to squeeze me in somewhere. . . [Cut to Craig at his computer.] CRAIG: Hey, I can't help it if I'm a drooling fanboy. . .and at any rate, I thought we were gonna give these metahumor jokes a rest for awhile. . . [Picks up his trusty coffee mug and takes a swig. He looks into the mug with an odd look, and plucks out a little green thing. He looks at it disgustedly for a moment, then flicks it away, takes another swig, sets the cup back down, and, shrugging, returns to typing.] DOT: That was pointless. . . SLAPPY: GAAHHH! She said it again! AXEL: And [bleep]in' Brainatra ain't even writing this part. . . SCULDER: Well, there's one door left. . .and behind it, my destiny awaits. . . DOT: Um, a word of advice---I don't like a man who overacts, Mr. Tall, Dark, and Bland. . . MULLY: Well, there's only one possible way out of here. . .c'mon! [Pushes the door open; we see the Muppets and Kerry Russell (sp?) as they appear in FOX/K-MART's new special "CinderElmo."] KERMIT: Well, if it isn't our good friends, the Warn--- [Yakko promptly slams the door.] YAKKO: If there's one thing that could possibly make this story even *WORSE* than it already is, it's another inter-company crossover. . . WAKKO: [Crying ice cubes---oh, goody, more old cartoon clichés.] Oh, it's all over! No more Don Knotts films! No more comic books! And worst of all, no more "Wakko's Wish"! And I was so looking forward to it---it was named after me and everything! And now we're stuck here forever! YAKKO: Aw, cheer up, Wakko---I'm sure everything'll turn out right! It always does! DOT: Yeah, things always look brighter in the morning. . . SLAPPY: [Muttering] If you're alive in the morning, that is. . . [Dot glances at her angrily.] ARNOLD: Turn dat frown eento something brown! ELFY: Yeah. After all. . . BING: Yeah! After all, ya just gotta. . . [Singing] JIMMY: I think-a-dink-a-dink-a-dink-a-doo! FRANK: Yeah! Ya just gotta pray that. . . [Singing] KERMIT: What the guys said is true, Wakko! Buck up, old chum! WAKKO: [Screaming] THAT'S IT! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! LET ME OUT!!! TIM: [Taking charge.] Alright, everyone! This is no time for panic! AXEL: Then what [bleep]in' time is it? DOT: Time for "The Wheel of Morality"? YAKKO: "Time for Beany"? WAKKO: Time for "Animaniacs"? TIM: No. . .it's. . ."TOOL TIME"!!! [Grabs Elfy and slaps him into a red shirt and worn overalls.] I need an Al! You'll have to make do. And a Tool Girl. . . MULLY: Don't look at me. . .those shorts don't look terribly flattering on me. . . DOT: I'll do it! I'll do it! TIM: Alright, the odd puppy child! [Dot does a quick spin-change into a "Tool Girl" outfit.] TIM: Now, then, hand me my hammer. [Dot does so.] Excellent! You're so talented! Now go sit in the corner and look pretty! Now, today Al and I plan to build a makeshift Do-It-Yourself Acme Ladder, allowing ourselves and our friends to escape this horrible ice prison by braking up through the ceiling into the ground above. [Pulls out the "Acme Do-It-Yourself Ladder Kit," and his own Tool Kit.] Now, we start by taking this board here and nailing it to the wal--- [As he hits the nail, the entire back wall crumbles.] DOT: Who knew? ARNOLD: Vell, what are we waaiting for? Let's press forward! The presents can't be far avay! DOT: Hm. . .not the most comfortable outfit. . . [Does a spin-change back to her regular clothes.] ELFY: [Still dressed as Al.] I like mine! I've always wanted to be a tool guy! It's my lifelong dream! SKIPPY: I thought you wanted to be a dentist? Or the "head elf"?! ELFY: Eh, I changed my mind. [Skippy looks at him funny.] What, I'm young! I can be noncommittal! [Our (incredibly large) group of heroes plods forward, leaving Bing, Jimmy, Frank, & the Muppets behind, waving and shouting "Bye-bye! Good luck!" They walk a bit, then approach a huge crevice I the ice.] TIM: Well, it looks like we'll have to get over this gap somehow. . .but we'll need all the confidence we can muster. . . [Closes his eyes.] [Dramatically.] To infiniteeeeee. . .AND BEY---[Axel shoves him over.] AXEL: No time for drama, Tool Boy! We need to take action! We need a *REAL* man! Uh. . .him! [Points to Wakko. Everyone kind of looks at each other perplexed.] YAKKO: Wait, I've got it! Wakko, if you could please lend me use of your tongue? DOT: Not sure if that merits a "Goodnight, everybody," or just a childish snicker. . . YAKKO: [Glares at Dot for a second, then turns back to Wakko, grabbing his tongue. He poses dramatically at the end of the cliff, ready to swing over the edge, using Wakko's tongue as a makeshift vine.] This one's for Wakko, and Dot, and Pinky and Brain, and Billie and Slappy, and Mrs. Liverwurst, who taught me that quitting was not an option, and Mr. O'Hara, who told me I could be anything I wanted to, and little Billy, who's in a bed in some low-rent hospital in southern Brooklyn, because he dared to believe. . . DOT: Oh, stop hamming it up and jump. YAKKO: Right! Goodbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, nurse! [He jumps off and swings across. Wakko falls over onto all fours and grips the ledge so he doesn't fall off. Yakko lands on the other side.] Ta-daaa! [He ties the tongue to an icicle on the ground.] [To us.] Warning: *DO NOT* actually tie your tongue to an icicle, kiddies. Warner Bros. does not assume responsibility for loss of your lingua or any other bodily appendage. [The others begin to cautiously walk across Wakko's tongue like a bridge. The last is Skippy. Wakko, who has been desperately hanging on, can no longer take the weight. He slips and Skippy nearly falls, still gripping tight to Wakko's tongue. Axel reaches down and catches Skippy in the nick of time. The two smile at each other for a moment, then Axel sets the kid down. Wakko pulls himself up by his own tongue.] AXEL: [To Slappy.] I seem to have a [bleep]in' way with kids. SLAPPY: [A bit angrily.] Yeah, well, let's hope that sailor's mouth doesn't rub off on him. [They begin to walk. Tim attempts to crawl out of the pit.] TIM: Wait! Wait! Don't leave me! Hold on! Ugh. . . [Falls back in.] Ah, I need a drink. . . [We cut to various shots of the gang walking through the cold ice, uphill, downhill, and in the ladies' chamber---er, scratch that last one. . .but at any rate, they get more and more tired each shot, and by the end of the montage, have collapsed on the ground.] ARNOLD: That's it. . .ve'll never make it. . . MULLY: [To Sculder.] Well, here's another fine mess you've gotten us into. I always knew you were a bit funny in the head, but who'd have guessed you'd lead me to my death by being frozen in some underground cavern with three odd puppy-things, two squirrels, a magical elf, a character from the "Beverly Hills Cop" movies, Mr. "T2," and Tim Allen. . . [We see that Tim has caught up. Mully looks at him angrily. He waves.] SCULDER: I'm sorry, Mully, I guess I'm a total washout. . .all I ever wanted was to be someone. . .to find something really important. . . MULLY: Oh, Sculder. . .I'm sorry. . .it's not your fault. It's just I. . . [The two lean in for a kiss, as the others there look on tenderly. They lean closer, closer...then, suddenly, out of nowhere, zooms the oh-so-toyetic Freakmobile, covering the duo in snow! The hatch opens, and we see Freakazoid in the driver's seat, accompanied by Foamy the Freakadog.] FREAKAZOID: Need a lift? [We make a quick cut. We see the gang all squeezed inside the Freakmobile, zooming through the icy caverns. The FBI Agents are sitting in the front between the Freak and the Mutt, with the others playing cards, goofing off, reading, etc. in the back. Foamy constantly gets foam and drool all over Sculder as he chews at the seat, and Sculder brushes himself off in disgust.] YAKKO: [Poking his head up from the back.] So, Freakazoid, how did you happen to show up here? FREAKAZOID: Oh, the producers called me and offered me a big bag of nickels if I agreed to make an appearance in---oh, you mean the "script" reason! [He pulls out a copy of the aforementioned document.] Um. . .got it! [Throws it away.] Well, y'see, I was up this way anyway, because I just saved Christmas from the Grinch, down in Whoville. He was gonna steal everyone's presents, but I showed him the error of his ways, and his heart grew three sizes that day! But then, of course, Foamy had to get in a fight with his dog Max, which really torqued him off again, and he swore to be back next year. . . [Glowers at Foamy, who's angrily chewing on a fake antler that looks like the one Max wore in Dr. Seuss/Chuck Jones' "How the Grinch Stole Christmas."] YAKKO: Well. Sorry I asked. At any rate, let's find those presents! FREAKAZOID: Alright! Let's see. . .uh-oh! YAKKO: Uh-oh? Eeehhh. . .is "uh-oh" bad? FREAKAZOID: [In Rugg's "sane" Jerry Lewis voice.] Um. . .well, it would seem that we have conveniently run out of fuel at this inopportune moment and are slip-sliding along the ice, heading towards a large cliff-thingee. DOT: So, in other words. . . FREAKAZOID: ["Zany" Jerry Lewis voice.] "Uh-oh" is baaad. [Picks up a cel phone.] [Normal voice.] The Freak-a-Fone™, kiddies! Bug your parents for one! [Dials.] Hello, Cosgrove? Listen, we're in a bit of a jam. . .d'ya think you could, maybe. . .lend us a hand. . .? [Cut to Sgt. Cosgrove, talking on a phone in a place that's covered with snow. He's holding a Snow-Cone from "Sid's Snow Cone City."] COSGROVE: I'd love to, Freakazoid, but I'm kinda busy at the moment. . . [Pull back to reveal that there's a huge snowball. There are spots where the snow has melted a bit, revealing some blue string. There's a sign that reads, "World's Largest Ball of Yarn," with "yarn" crossed out and "snow" written in crudely above to fit the ball's new holiday appearance.] Sorry. [Hangs up.] [Back to the gang, they fast approach the cliff. They go over, and hover in midair for a moment.] FREAKAZOID: Awww, nutbunnies! [They fall and we hear a crash.] JOE THE ANNOUNCER: What will happen to our heroes? Have they been crushed into millions of pieces, blood oozing all over? Have their bodies been hideously twisted, all twisty and hideous? Are they. . .DEAD? Of course not! If you thought they were, you're dumber than you look! [Pan down to the broken remains of the Freakmobile. Freakazoid and the Warners poke their heads out, with the others following. A bright light from somewhere offscreen reflects onto them. Everyone gasps.] FREAKAZOID: Wow, lookit that! [Zany voice] Lookee! The exit thing that I found is there! YAKKO: That was bordering on coher--- DOT: You said that already, Yakko, remember? YAKKO: I know that, but that doesn't stop the writer from recycling all our best lines! DOT: [Rolling her eyes] Or that dumb "two places at once" bit... [Zip pan to Brainatra, still at his library terminal. We see a copy of the Indianapolis Star's classified employment ads are sprawled open, with multiple listings crossed out in red ink...] BRAINATRA: Yeah, yeah...at least this part of the story isn't nearly as epic-length like Craig's part just was... [Zip pan back to the massive SNL-ish sized ensemble; we see that they're trying to figure out how to get through the cavern opening.] DOT: So, how're we gonna get out of here? WAKKO: I know! [Music swells up, namely "Jingle Bells".] WARNERS: Jingle bells! Batman smells! Robin laid an egg! The Batmobile broke its wheel and the Joker got a-waaaaaayyyyy!! [The music ends.] AXEL: Hey! Why'd you crazy [bleep]s do *that* for?! WAKKO: Sorry...we just *had* to stick that song in at some point in this thing! AXEL: [Flatly] Yeah, yeah...now can we figure out a way out of this place? WAKKO: No problem! [Wakko whips out his "wacky sack", and pulls from it a ladder. All climb up it to the cavern opening.] TIM: Aww...I'll *never* be able to do something like that... ELFY: Aw, don't worry, Mr. Allen...with "holiday magic", anything's possible...[More music swells up; Slappy merely sighs, and slaps on her headphones.] Don't give up hope, Mr. Allen! [Generic "sappy" "hope"-themed Christmas special music] ELFY: [Whose eyes have gotten "cutesy" looking] [Cut to a "flashback" shot of Axel as a young kid, with his parents on Christmas morning; the Foley family living room looks destroyed, with various toys, wrapping paper, etc. lying everywhere. Both parents look rather tired, and are drinking mugs of coffee.] Hopes of 'toons to get back on top, [Cut to a scene of a TV displaying "The All-New-Episode Animaniacs Marathon!" with a blurb in the corner reading "Catch P*k*mon's Last Episode!"] Hopes of mice whose plans do flop, [Cut to a scene of Pinky and Brain in "Motown" clothing, and Billie in "hippie" clothes, being booed off a stage, as seen in the fanfic story "Motown Mice".] Hope for squirrels of Jewish faith, [Cut to a shot of Slappy and Skippy lighting a menorah in their tree; Skippy gleefully eyes one of his Chanukah gifts.] Hope for actors who need big breaks, [Cut to a shot of Arnold, Tim, Axel, and Sculder glancing at the reviews for "End of Days", "The Santa Clause", "Metro", and "Playing God"; the four seem to be writhing in pain and gnashing their teeth over the reviewers' comments...] Hope for kids who beg a lot, [Cut to a shot of parents looking frenzied in a "Toys R Mine" store; one of them shakes a clerk madly, and is yelling "where's those [bleep]in' Tickle Me Pikachu dolls?!"] Hope, for fanfic writers who haaaaaave....a......ploooooootttttt!! [Music builds up to a crescendo here, as a light shines down on Elfy...we see briefly superimposed above Elfy's head the heads of Craig, Romey, Brainatra, and Capt. Caps. The song ends.] DOT: Gee, that actually wasn't half...bad. WAKKO: Yeah...I mean, hope...that we'll get back on the air...someday... YAKKO: Yeah...really... [All 3 Warners break down into crying; Skippy pats them on the back.] SKIPPY: There, there, you guys...we'll get back on the air someday! [Pan over to Slappy, the X-Files agents, and Axel, who've been listening to their own personal Walkmen for this whole song segment.] SLAPPY: [Taking hers off] Hey, guys...I think the song's over! [The other 3 remove their Walkmen as well.] AXEL: Thanks for bringin' the extra [bleep]in' Walkmen, Slappy! SLAPPY: Eh, no problem... ELFY: Awww, didn't you get hear the song? I could sing it again! SLAPPY: *NOOOO*! ELFY: But it was such a *good* song, and it's sure to help me become the "head elf"! It's my lifelong dream and hope! SLAPPY: Aaaah, stuff it, ya putz! Let's get this razza-frazzin' thing over with already! [The gang all walk through the cavern opening, to find none other than massive piles of toys; P*k*mon merchandise, "Wakko's Wish" videos, Snow Miser beanbag dolls, various other toys, tools, etc. are all seen in separate piles. We also see Santa's sleigh near what looks like the main exit to the cavern, with the reindeer (including Rudolph) tied to it. The reindeer are all bounded and gagged.] [Everyone's eyes light up at this sight...] YAKKO: *YES*! The missing loot! Come on, let's untie Blinky Nose and his friends! [The group rush over to the reindeer, and untie all of them...] RUDOLPH: Thanks, all of you...but we've gotta get out of here, before that nasty villain comes back! [To Elfy] Hey, Elfy. ELFY: Hey, Rudy. DOT: That was pointless. [Yelling skyward] And I *really* mean it this time, Craig! WAKKO: Faboo! YAKKO: Neato! SCULDER: The truth really *is* out there---or rather, *here*! ARNOLD: I'll be bac---I mean, this is no time for cliched catchphrases now, everyboddy---somevone's coming! Look! VOICE: [From off-screen] Indeed, somebody's coming...or should I say, is *here*! [Bum-Bum-Buuuummm....] [The whole massive group turn around, and find standing behind them are the lab mice, with several other people in tow: specifically, Snow Miser, and the Flash...] ARNOLD: What are *you* doing here?! And why are *they* vith you?!? BILLIE: While stumblin' around this place, we ran into these guys...apparently, they were investigating for the missing goods, too! FLASH: Yeah...some schmoe's robbed every Central City toy store *blind*! While investigating, I ran into these little guys, as well as the walking Good Humor Man here! SNOW MISER: I decided to set out on my own to look for my missing Snow Miser beanbag toys...and there they are! [Runs over to the pile of dolls, and begins checking them over...] PINKY: Besides, if Craig and Romey could add guys from the "X-Files", "Home Improvement" and Mr. Terminator to this thing, then Brainatra figured he could do something similar, *NARF*! [Brain whaps Pinky on the head] *Hahaha*! WAKKO: Faboo! YAKKO: So, what do we do now, guys? DOT: Um...stopping the master villain of this whole scheme? VOICE: [From off-screen] Not a bad idea...that is, if you pathetic fools *can*! HAHAHAHAHA! [Everyone turns toward the voice, to see where it's coming from; however, no one is seen.] BRAIN: Who's there? I demand that you reveal yourself at once! FIGURE: All in good time, Brain...that is, *after* you've met defeat at the hands of my Manpower-supplied temp help minions! They work dirty *and* cheap! [Out from behind the piles of stolen loot pop out various winter-gear-dressed generic Batman-type thugs, wielding large weapons.] FIGURE: Minions---*GET THEM*! [The thugs charge forward...] YAKKO: Hey, Flash...why don't ya take 'em out for us and cut this thing in the bud? FLASH: No problem! [Flash charges forward...but apparently not at a fast enough speed. Despite his superspeed, a beam from nowhere hits him in the back, sending him sprawling onto the floor. Startled, Flash finds that ice is beginning to grow around his entire body, freezing him in place. He attempts to use the old "vibrate-his-molecular-structure" trick to escape the ice, only to discover for some reason that the ice isn't cracking an inch...] VOICE: I prepared well for any and all such encounters, speedster...including the possibility of *yours*!! FLASH: [Straining to speak through the ice] Ice...must be matching...my vibratory...rate...no..matter...what...frequency I vibrate...at! What's...going...on? Must...talk...at a normal...pace! SNOW MISER: I'll get you out, Flash! Given that I'm the resident frozen-water expert here! [Walks over to the Scarlet Speedster's frozen form, and begins using his wintry powers to zap at various parts of the ice] This might take awhile, guys...whoever did this *really* knows what they're doing...even *I*'ve never seen anything like this! YAKKO: Great...so much for the "Fastest Man Alive" helpin' us...what'll we do *now*?! DOT: [Seeing the approaching thugs] Um...now would be a good time for some of that "Christmas Magic", "Elfy"! At this point, *any* miracle would do right now! ELFY: Really? Keen! OK, here goes! [Elfy squints his eyes, and makes his hands into a fist...concentrating hard, magical sparkly-things zap into everyone’s hands...they form into various objects.] YAKKO: Hey! Look at what we're holding! [All are seen holding their weapons of usual choice: The Warners all have mallets, the mice are holding catabolic immobilizers, the squirrels are holding various explosives, Axel a copy of the screenplay to "Beverly Hills Cop", Tim some bizarre power tool, Arnold a freeze gun, and F! a stick of chewing gum. Flash remains immobilized in ice, with Snow Miser working at freeing him; the X-Files agents remain unarmed.] SCULDER: Hey, what about us? ELFY: Sorry...only had so much...*charge*! [Elfy sits down on the floor, panting...] Go get 'em, guys! *Huff*... SLAPPY: Yeah, let's...before Elfy gets enough wind back ta sing another song! PINKY: It's clobberin' time! *NARF*! [The background music switches to the main F! theme as the choice of "fight music"...] YAKKO: [To his thug] Hey, buddy...look over there! THUG: Ha! I'm not gonna fall for that dumb gag, youse guys! YAKKO: Um, OK, but don't say I didn't warn you... THUG: [Turns around] Huh? [We see standing behind him is Wakko, wielding his mallet. Wakko strikes *hard*, knocking the foe out.] BRAIN: *Ahem*... YAKKO: Hey, hey! We’re standing in our own single-person spaces! Technically, it *wasn't* that tired gag again! BRAIN: [Flatly] Indeed...now let's stop the rest of these thugs, quickly! [We see Arnold turn on one of the villains with the freeze gun.] ARNOLD: Ah-ha! I haff got you now, girly boy! Meet death at the hands of my ice ray! [Blasts him.] Ha! Hasta la vista, bab-ee! [Another villain approaches behind him, about to clobber him over the head. Brain quickly proceeds to fire the catabolic immobilizer, freezing the guy. Arnold turns around.] ARNOLD: Dat's vhat I like to see, team vork! Danks for saving my scrawny hide, pitiful rodent! BRAIN: I was aiming at *YOU*! And I swear, if you say that insipid catch phrase once more, next time I won't miss! [Slappy approaches another thug.] SLAPPY: Hey there, fella, you remind me of a very young Squiddly-Diddly. GOON # 1: Uh. . .? SLAPPY: Yeah, same to you. Say, wanta take a survey? GOON # 1: Duh. . . SLAPPY: Good! [Pulling out a pad and pen.] Which brand of dynamite is more effective, Brand A, [Skippy comes up behind him and shoves a bunch of random explosives, labeled "ACME," down the poor schmoe's pants. He blows up.] or Brand B? [Skippy does the same thing a second time. This time it's labeled "AJAX."] GOON # 1: [Not looking too healthy.] Duh. . .definitely choice A. . . [Collapses.] SLAPPY: Wait, don't pass out yet! We've still got 45 more questions! [Wiggles her eyebrows slyly at us.] [Axel is about to be attacked by a huge goon. He flashes the script.] AXEL: [A bit nervous.] Don't [bleep]in' move! I've got this [bleep]in' piece a' [bleep], an' I know how to use it! Er. . .actually, I don't! Yo, ya [bleep]in' elf! What the [bleep] am I s'posed to do with this [bleep]? Smack him in the [bleep]? GOON # 2: [Surprisingly, he sounds quite civilized and stuck up---sort of John Cleese-ish.] Oh, dear, forget it. I wouldn't be caught dead murdering someone with a foul mouth like that. . . [Walks off.] AXEL: [Suddenly very brave.] Hey, come back here, ya [bleep]! Fight like a [bleep]in' man! GOON # 2: Oh, very well. [Returns to beat the [bleep] out of Axel.] AXEL: [Scared.] Um. . .no. . .I, uh. . .didn't mean it. . .oh, [bleep]. [Goon # 2 proceeds to kick the stuffing out of him as we cut off-screen.] [We see Tim grappling with the power tool, which seems to have a life of its own, and is carrying him away with it. . .] TIM: No! Wait! I don't really know how to use this thing! HELP!!! [The contraption conveniently drags him through a line of the thugs, knocking them all down in the process.] Well, whaddaya know! I'm a hero! Yes! To inifini--- [He notices Brain pointing the catabolic immobilizer, with his hand on the trigger, as if to say, "No more overused catch phrases!" and so wisely shuts his mouth. The machine continues dragging him along, now going up the wall.] Yah, how do you stop this thing?! [Cut to Freakazoid, holding the stick of chewing gum.] DOT: [Curious.] What're ya gonna do with that? FREAKAZOID: Nothin'. I just wanted some gum. [Opens it and shoves it in his mouth.] Mmm, minty! [He then looks around and sees that he's surrounded by goons.] [Speaking with his mouth full of gum.] Aw, fudge! Now I'm gonna hafta face all these villains! (Sigh). . .that's the toughest part of being a superhero. . .ah, well. . .come, faithful Foamy! Let us vanquish the foe! [Foamy looks at the goons surrounding them angrily, growling. He then stares at the Freak for a moment, and bites his foot.] FREAKAZOID: Aaah! Get..it. . .off! Oh, sweet mother of pearl! Um, er. . . [Holds his foot up to the goons, along with the intrepid mutt.] Uh. . .stay back! I'm warning you! He's rabid! [Realizing.] Oooo. . .I'm gonna need a shot for that. . . [Pulls at the dog wildly, then realizing how futile it is, fights the villains with Foamy still clinging to his foot. He kicks several villains with that foot, but the dog still holds on. He then throws a few punches, hopping on his one free foot. He somehow manages to defeat all the goons.] FREAKAZOID: Oooo, good for me! BRAIN: We have defeated all of your hired help! Now reveal yourself! PINKY: Um, in public, Brain? I mean, couldn't he get arrested for---? BRAIN: [Turns the catabolic immobilizer on Pinky.] I'm afraid I must ask you to stop that train of thought, Pinky. PINKY: Uh. . .can do, Brain. Eh-heh. *POIT!* VOICE: All in good time, my friends. . .in good time. . .but first... [A weird light fills the entire chamber. The massive group all look around, to see that all the toys, the reindeer, and Santa's sled are vanishing in a "Star Trek" transporter beam-like light. Soon, the light vanishes, leaving an empty chamber.] VOICE: I wouldn't want to risk losing my ill-gotten gains, now would I? Soon, my master plan will be fully implemented, and none of you goofs will be able to defeat me! HAHAHAHAHA! [The voice echos, then disappears.] DOT: Gee, what do we do now? BRAIN: I can only assume that our anonymous yuletide nemesis has some other hideout. And my own guess would be that it can't be too far from this location. As soon as our superspeed-powered cohort is unfrozen, we could find the hidden lair in no time at all! [To Snow Miser] Is the Flash freed yet? SNOW MISER: Almost...[Snow Miser zaps a few more portions of the ice, which frees the Scarlet Speedster. Flash zips around the room a few times, then comes to a stop.] FLASH: *Whew*! Finally! Any more of that and I'd be a frozen Flash-cicle! [Brain points the catalytic immobilizer at Flash] OK, OK! No more lame superhero-ish puns, either! BRAIN: Indeed...as if we needed more bad puns and catch phrases in addition to this massive gathering of characters! I mean, really! The Warners, Axel, Tim Allen, some magic elf...who's *next*---*Plastic Man*?!? [As if in answer, who should spring in but Plastic Man himself...the Plastic wonder comes to a stop in front of the Brain.] PLASTIC MAN: [To Brain] Hello there, short and agitated! It's me, everyone's favorite shape-shifting guy! [Brain begins whapping himself on the head with the immobilizer.] WAKKO: Faboo! YAKKO: "Favorite shapeshifter"? But you're not Odo! PLASTIC MAN: Hey, I'm better than Odo, puppy-kids! Unlike him, I don't *need* a gazillion bucks worth of computerized special effects to do my stuff! Check this out! [He shape-shifts into a human-sized, red, peach, black, and yellow-colored replica of the Iron Giant.] Ta-daaaa! [Shape-shifts back to normal, to the applause of the Warners.] DOT: Neat! YAKKO: Yeah...too bad the WB honchos didn't spend part of IG's "lavish advertising budget" to hire *you*! BRAIN: Indeed...now can we *please* get going? PLASTIC MAN: No problem! I was up here to investigate where all the missing toys went off to, and---[sees Freakazoid] Hey, there, big guy! FREAKAZOID: Oooh, hiyee! How's things with the stretching and such? PLAS: Not bad...say, you wanna do somethin' after this whole holiday special blows over? FREAKAZOID: Sure, why not! Remember that one time we went to New York, and pretended you were a soda vending machine? That was a *riot*! Guiliani looked even more agitated than normal! Ha! PLAS: Yeah! [The two begin laughing...] BRAIN: [Flatly] Hilarious. Now let us get going, before either another song breaks out *or* more pointless guest stars show up! [The group begin proceeding towards the cavern's exit, but the door slams shut. Arnold tries budging it, but to no avail.] ARNOLD: We're trapped, little weak peoples! We need a vay out! FLASH: An exit? No problem! Everyone hold hands, and grab onto me! [The group all shrug, and all hold each others' hands, with Axel holding Flash's. Flash begins doing the "vibrating-his-molecular-structure" trick, and the huge group's molecules follow in suit. The sounds of their teeth chattering can be heard, with a few giggles from Pinky. The shimmering group all move through the door effortlessly. Once on the other side, Flash stops vibrating, and all breathe a sigh of relief...] PINKY: *Wahahahaha*! That was fun, wasn't it, Brain? BRAIN: Not really, Pinky, but it *did* get us out of there! Now come, we must exit this cavern and find that villain's lair! [Cut to some time later, onto the surface; we see the entire group, save for F!, Flash and Plas, on their separate snowmobiles. F! is in the repaired Freakmobile (now with all-new winterized gear!), Flash races through the snow, keeping pace with the group, while Plastic Man bounces like a spring...] WAKKO: Say, guys, I'm getting hungry! Can we stop someplace and grab a bite to eat? BRAIN: Where are we going to find a place to eat? We're in the Arctic! Aside from Santa's workshop, there's probably not a place around here to eat for mil--- [Brain's statement is cut off, as we see a very familiar-looking building ahead of the group; Brain's face changes to a horrified look, while Wakko's face lights up.] BRAIN: [Shocked] Oh, no...oh, *NO*! [Screams] YAAAARGH! [The building is soon seen to be none other than a....McDonald's. Snow covers its roof, natch.] WAKKO: Oh, goody! Bland-tasting pricey food and Happy Meal toys, dead ahead! [Cut to the interior of the McD's, where we see everyone gathered at tables eating various meals. Brain, with a garden salad, looks somewhat calmed down, though is still agitated.] BRAIN: Would someone tell me *how* and *why* this fast-food eatery is located, of all places, *here*?! YAKKO: Aaaaah, it might be the fact that McDonald's sponsors pretty much all of these Christmas specials... BRAIN: [Sardonically] Oh, goody...I'd hate to impede on the profiteering efforts of our Pulitzer-worthy writers. [Begins munching on his salad.] PLAS: Speaking of holiday tidings, anyone else know what this piece of yellow cloth we found might mean? [Pulls out a piece of yellow cloth, as seen before.] AXEL: Beats me; we've got the same [bleep]in' pieces, too, but don't know what they're from! [Shrugs his shoulders] Maybe they're from one of those [bleep]in' P*k*mon toys? TIM: Not likely; the cloth composition doesn't look like it'd come from that line of toys. I'd guess from its manufactured quality some other merchandised item, or maybe the bad guy's clothing! YAKKO: But *who*? BILLIE: Beats me...too bad we have no idea where his or her lair is! ELFY: I have an idea! SLAPPY: If it's another song, I swear I'm going to--- ELFY: Noooo, not *yet* anyway, Miss Squirrel! Tee-hee! I think I can use my magical abilities to use the cloth and trace where it came from like a homing device! SCULDER: Makes more sense than everything else that's happened so far...let's do it! YAKKO: Right! [Yakko grabs Elfy's hind legs, and stuffs the cloth in Elfy's mouth. Elfy begins making beeping noises, like a metal detector.] WAKKO: Awwww, I wanted to be the tracking device... DOT: [Pats Wakko on the back] Maybe next time, Wakko. Come on, let's go! [The group all leave the restaurant, and begin speeding across the snow. Yakko is riding his snowbike, like the others, and is holding Elfy out in front of him. Elfy's face, which is still emitting beeping noises, is plowing directly through the snow. Inside the Freakmobile, we see the Freak soothing his faithful pooch, who appears to be in some sort of pain. He groans.] FREAKAZOID: Oh, my loyal Foamy, for once your insatiable appetite has been satiatated! It was those accursed cheeseburgers! Oh, my poor, poor sidepooch! [a la Clint Eastwood.] I swear I'm gonna get the dirtbag who did this to you. Oooo, that pimplefaced kid behind the counter will pay dearly! [The Freakadog groans again.] Aw, hang in there, little buddy! [Zooms ahead!] SLAPPY: Razza-frazzin' elf! How da heck longer are we gonna be on this wild goose chase? YAKKO: We're not chasing wild geese! We're searching for Santa's stolen toys! ELFY: [From the snow]: Mmf-mf-fm. YAKKO: Come again? WAKKO: I think he said, "Mf-fmf-m." DOT: No, it was more like, "Fm-m-mf." PINKY: No, I'd say it was definitely--- BRAIN: Silence, Pinky. [Yakko picks the elf up out of the snow. Elfy looks bluer than Freakazoid, due to the cold.] ELFY: I said, "The toys are in there!" [Points to a huge building that has written on it, "Villains' Hideout---Stolen Toys Here!"] TIM: Ah. . .why I didn't I see that? AXEL: Who [bleep]in' knows?! At this point, anything to progress the plot. . . [Another gratuitous cut to Craig at his computer.] CRAIG: Indeed. . .not to mention that at this point, the thing has so many characters, I have trouble even remembering them all, not to mention including them all in the dialogue. . .well, let's move on, at any rate. . . [Cut back to the crew.] ARNOLD: Vell, dere iz only vone thing to do now. . . FREAKAZOID: Yeah! Let's Freak Out! BRAIN: *A-hem.* What did I say about overused catch phrases? [Turns to Pinky, and says ironically:] Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? PINKY: Wuh, I think so, Brain, but I don't think it was right of the Dish to run off with that tramp Spoon, leaving his poor wife with six young Plates to care for and put food on the table. . .or put them on the table. . .or something. . . BRAIN: [Looks at Pinky oddly for a moment.] O-kaaaaayyyyyy. . .as always, I'm sorry I asked. . . YAKKO: Eeeehhh, can we get moving so that we can have the "Wakko's Wish" tapes back to Santa *BEFORE* Christmas? FLASH: Yes, there's no time to dawdle! PLAS: Then let's move! [Plas slips himself into the hideout door's keyhole and molds himself into a key to fit the lock, then opens the door. The group slips inside. F! leaves Foamy lying in the car.] BRAIN: Hm. . .quite an odd decor. . .no furniture, no paintings. . .completely empty. PINKY: Oh, like a "Kenny G Plays Harry Connick's Greatest Hits" concert? BRAIN: . . .er. . .indeed. . .at any rate, let's move further along. . . [Suddenly, a blinding bright light comes up.] BRAIN: Alright, everyone stay calm. . .keep your eyes closed, and everyone hold hands! [Yakko grabs Wakko's hand, Wakko grabs Dot's, Dot grabs Flash's, Flash grabs the Snow Miser's, Snow Miser grabs Plastic Man's, Plas grabs Tim's, Tim grabs Axel's, Axel grabs Arnold's (who cringes slightly at Axel's sweaty palms), Arnold grabs Pinky's, Pinky grabs Brain's, Brain grabs Billie's, Billie grabs Slappy's, Slappy grabs Skippy's, Skippy grabs Sculder's, Sculder grabs Mully's, Mully grabs Elfy's, Elfy grabs Freakazoid's, and Freakazoid grabs a hand that's outstretched to him. But when he looks to see whose it is, he sees it isn't attached to a body and screams.] YAKKO: Wow, that's a *LOT* of expo! DOT: I guess the writer felt like going through a role call, not to mention wanting to make sure he mentioned everyone at least once in this part. . . AXEL: I can't [bleep]in' take this light much longer! [Suddenly, we hear fiendish laughing, and a hole opens up in the floor beneath them. They all fall through and go down a long winding slide, until they finally hit the floor. They look around, and there are toys, boxes, etc. as far as the eye can see. They all gasp.] BILLIE: [Awestruck.] Well. . .it looks like we found the presents! BRAIN: [Awestruck as well.] Yes. . . [Coming to his senses.] YES! We've saved Christmas! Nothing can stop us now! PINKY: Well, except for him. . . [Points at a dark figure in the shadows.] SLAPPY: Gah! Not the "dark figure in the shadows" bit again! FIGURE: Ha! Now I have you exactly where I want you! BILLIE: Is there no end to these cliched lines?! FREAKAZOID: Surrender yourself, heinous fiend! We have you outnumbered! BRAIN: Enough with this trite dialogue already! FIGURE: Come now, the trite dialogue and plot cliches have just begun! Where is the fun in having me surrender so soon? [The figure walks forward, apparently to reveal his identity. Our innumerable cast of heroes open their eyes widely, eager to find out who it is. However, the lighting shifts, so he still remains in the shadows] FIGURE: [Almost collapsing in laughter] Did you really think I'd let you get a glimpse of me *already*? Ha ha ha! You should have seen your mouths hanging open as you stared at me! Fools! SLAPPY: That's it, I'm stuffin' dynamite down yer pants! [Slappy lunges forward, but a shield of ice erupts in front of her. It expands into a huge transparent barrier between the good guys and the evil villain.] SCULDER: [Taking notes] Hmm... telekenetic control of ice. Gotta remember to put that in the case file! [Mulley whacks Sculder over the head.] FIGURE: Come now, it's a tradition! None of you will learn who I am until the very last possible minute! Now I must leave you to be attacked by more pointless ninja-thugs! [The figure turns around to exit, but he sees that all the other characters are *RIGHT BEHIND HIM*!!!] YAKKO: Sorry we had to resort to this, guys, but what else could we do? AXEL: I suppose it's better than having to fight more of those thugs! WAKKO: Aww... PINKY: [Laughing hysterically] *WAHAHAHAHA*! Two places at---[Brain whaps Pinky on the head, shutting him up] DOT: [Annoyed] Can we get going already? ARNOLD: Now ve have you cornered, Mista Evil person! Prepare to be terminated! SNOW MISER: Now *I'll* put the freeze on *you*! [Brain moans.] FIGURE: Let's see you try! [Another ice barrier erupts between him and the heroes.] FLASH: Stand back, I'm going to molecularly vibrate through the ice! [The figure snaps his fingers: The ice at Flash's feet gives way, and he plunges into the cold Arctic water. Plastic Man jumps in to save him.] FIGURE: Now I wish you all farewell! [The figure pulls out a remote with a big red button on it. The hovering probe which the mice saw earlier crashes through the ceiling. The figure grabs it and is lifted to safety. Once he's gone, the toys teleport out of the room.] TIM: Hey guys? EVERYONE: Yeeeees?! TIM: I've been checking out the architecture of this place, and I don't think it's stable anymore... [Everything begins to shake.] BILLIE: Nobody panic! I have a plan... ELFY: [Cheerful] Does it involve me singing again? BILLIE: *NO!!!* [The ice barriers the figure made all crack away due to the room's caving in.] BILLIE: My plan is pretty simple, actually...is the Flash out of the water yet? [Pan over to see that both Plas and the Flash are finally out of the water; both heroes look rather chilled.] FLASH: T-thanks, Plas... PLAS: Ah, don't mention it, Speedy! BILLIE: Flash, I need you to vibrate your molecular structure again, with all of us holding hands as before! Warners, I also need you to do that amusing "two places at once" bit while Flash is vibrating, and Elfy, we need you to use your [Rolls her eyes] "Christmas magic"! DOT: [Sighs, and rolls her eyes] Sure, why not? At least it'll only be the *third* time that tired gag's been done in this thing... FLASH: No problem! ELFY: OK! [Laughs oddly.] [The ceiling continues to crumble, as all hold hands as before. Concurrently, we see the Flash is vibrating his molecular structure, "magical sparks" flying off of Elfy, and the Warners gritting their teeth in attempting to perform that repetitive spatial distortion trick. An odd glowing surrounds the group, as finallly the ceiling completely caves in. The group vanishes, just as the ceiling's remains hit the room's floor. Cut to the Arctic tundra outside, where we see the group rematerialize several yards away from the villain's caved-in lair. We also see the various snowmobiles, as well as the Freakmobile, present. Flash, Elfy, and the Warners all cease the usage of their trademark powers.] FLASH: We made it! F!: Yeah! But *how*?! BILLIE: I figured that a combination of Flash's vibratory powers, Elfy's magical materialization capacities, and the Warners' localized "two places at once" spatial distortion stunt would easily enable us to perform a minor teleportation function, as just seen! Simple, huh? F!: Ummm.....yeah. Come on, everyone, let's get going! ELFY: I suppose I'd better get started again...[Elfy stuffs the yellow cloth back in his mouth, and begins beeping again. Yakko takes hold of him as before.] YAKKO: Once more unto the breach! So to speak... [The multiple cross-company-copyright-violating gathering of characters take off once more...cut to the mice.] PINKY: Um, any idea who the villain might be, Brain? POIT! BRAIN: Not really; though with the technology being used, including teleportation, being able to cull up shields of ice on a whim, and being able to obscure his personal features so that we couldn't see exactly who he was, the villain must have massive technological resources to draw from, or has connections to people with such resources! BILLIE: But who could that be? BRAIN: I'm not sure, but I have a sneaking hunch who it might be... YAKKO: Hold it, everyone! [The group all come to a sudden stop.] ARNOLD: Vhy are ve stopping, little puppy-child? YAKKO: I think Elfy's found something! SLAPPY: Talent? BRAIN: A real name? AXEL: A personality? YAKKO: Noooo...*that*! [Yakko points ahead; we see what appears to be yet another cliched-looking villains' hideout, in the middle of the tundra.] DOT: [Groan] Not again! YAKKO: No, not that! *THAT!* [Points to the right of the building, where there's an alien ship sitting.] FLASH: Oh my heavens. . . SLAPPY: Alright, no time to gape now, guys! Let's break inta that ship and get the goods, already! BRAIN: [Surprised] Why, Slappy! Usually you just sit around and grumble in these things! Why this sudden take-control nature? SLAPPY: Take control nothin'! I'm missin' a special Christmas episode of 'Springer,' an' my bunions are killin' me! I wanta get this thing over with and go home! [Begins pounding on the door.] SKIPPY: Oh, no, I think Aunt Slappy's lost it! AXEL: I [bleep]in' hope not! The last [bleep]in' thing we need right now is a recap of that "One Flew Over the Cukoo Clock" [bleep]! SLAPPY: Don't worry, I ain't lost it. . . SCULDER: Stand back, Ms. Squirrel! UFO's are *MY* specialty! I'll find the way in! [He searches around for a few moments. Beside the door, there's one giant red button. He contemplates for a moment then pushes it, opening the door.] SLAPPY: Brilliant. . . MULLY: Well, let's go then! [The gang walks inside the ship. Inside, it's rather dark. They look around fearfully. Suddenly, a huge hulking thing walks out of the shadows. They're all scared stiff---but it's only Mo-Ron, from F!.] MO-RON: [Speaking in his usual Stan Freberg voice.] Gaaahhhhh. . .I. . .am Mo-Ron. . .I have an important message for all mankind. . . FREAKAZOID: Whoa, whoa, fella, you're ruining the mood! You're not even in this special! [Mo-Ron looks a bit dejected.] Awww. . .tell ya what, when all this is over, we'll go fer some mints together, OK? MO-RON: 'K! [Walks off.] [Everyone stares oddly at the Freak for a moment, then continues. They step into a larger room. Here, we see Eros & Tanna from "Plan 9 from Outer Space."] TANNA: Eros, must we kill the humans? It seems such a waste! EROS: Yes, Tanna. All the Earthlings care about is becoming stronger. Them and their stupid mortal minds! Stupid! Stupid! STUPID! [Noting our heroes for the first time.] And who are *YOU*?! BRAIN: We have come to see whoever is behind the stealing of the toys from Santa's sleigh! DOT: Oh, right, this is a *CHRISTMAS* special. . .I'd forgotten about that. . . EROS: You cannot see the Ruler! No one gets in to see the Ruler! [Freakazoid "freaks" into a Dorothy outfit.] FREAKAZOID: But I'm Dorothy! The Witch's Dorothy! [Eros looks rather bewildered.] ARNOLD: Enuff! It ees time to take ak-shun, you wimpy cross-dressing mama's boy! [Slugs Eros.] TANNA: Stop! Stop!! ARNOLD: Stay out of this, little girly girl! My daddy told me never to hit a girl! DOT: Then I'll do it! [Pops out a mallet and smashes the female alien to the floor.] TIM: Onward, to glory! BILLIE: Er. . .right. . .Mr. Sculder, can you figure out how to open the door? BRAIN: Oh, what does he know---one side, my friend! [Jumps up on the control board that Sculder is looking at. He types in a bunch of keys. A large boxing glove pops out and smashes him.] [Beat up.] All yours. . . [Sculder types in a random sequence of numbers. The message says, "ACCESS DENIED /
TENGA ACCESO NEGADO / ACCÉDEZ NIÉ / ACCESSYAY ENIEDDAY" He tries again, and this
time it says "ACCESS GRANTED. HAVE A NICE DAY. / ACCESO CONCEDIDO. TENGA UN DÍA
AGRADABLE. / ACCÈS ACCORDÉ. AYEZ UN JOUR AGRÉABLE. / ACCESSYAY ANTEDGRAY. AVEHAY AYAY
ICENAY AYDAY." Sculder grins at Mully, who stares unbelievingly. The door to the main
room opens.] FIGURE: [At a desk in the shadows.] So, you have found my *TRUE* hideaway. Yes, this is the *REAL* one! No more stupid cliched tricks, I swear! Well, maybe one or two---but that's it! [Darkly] At any rate, let me just tell you that not one person who has ever entered here has come out alive. WAKKO: What about you? FIGURE: Well, aside from me. . . DOT: But we don't even know who you are! YAKKO: Yeah, you could be *ANYBODY*! FIGURE: ENOUGH! I wasn't planning on you arriving here like this. But I did take the precaution, in case you did, to--- ELFY: [Out of nowhere.] YYYYYYAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!!!! I'VE. . .GOT. . .TO. . .BREAK INTO SONG! [Elfy suddenly begins singing. He's transported to a snowy wonderland, and as he sings, we see shots of him doing the various actions he sings about.] ELFY: [Singing] There's no business like snow business There's no people like snowpeople [Elfy returns to the villain's room magically. The general reaction of everyone in the room is staring at Elfy in a slack-jawed manner; Slappy looks incredibly annoyed, and the Warners, Skippy, Pinky, and Freakazoid do that innocuously cute big eye thing as they admire the elf's magic in pure wonder.] SLAPPY: [Snapping everyone out of their trances.] Yeah, c'mon, let's git on with the show already! Sheesh. . . FIGURE: Well, despite that pointless musical interlude, I'm afraid I must still do away with you. . .so. . . [The figure pulls another remote device out from behind him. He pushes the big shiny red button on it. Warning sirens and flashing lights go into full effect as the room seals itself shut.] FIGURE: Now I'm afraid I must go complete my evil scheme! I hope you enjoy your last moments on this world! SLAPPY: [Pulls out a bulky legal document] Eh-hem! As sick as we all are of these stupid cliches, you're still contractually bound to reveal your plan before disposing of us, y'know! FIGURE: And what are you going to do about it? Call your lawyer? Ha ha ha! [The figure vanishes into nothingness.] BRAIN: Nobody panic! We can get out of this like we did last time! Flash, Elfy, Warners, are you ready? BILLIE: Wait! BRAIN: What? BILLIE: The metallic structure of this ship would scramble the teleportation field. We'd never survive! PINKY: But umm... didn't that mysterious figure teleport out of here? BILLIE: How *he* did that is a task for Sculder over there... SCULDER: I'll figure it out once we're safe outside, but right I think we have *bigger* concerns. Big, yellow concerns, that is. MULLEY: Big "yellow" concerns? I think you need to lay off the sunflower seeds, Sculder... DOT: No, he's right! *LOOK*! [A door to the room has opened. Standing in the doorway is a giant yellow...] YAKKO: Oh, no, it's...! WAKKO: It's horrible! DOT: It's ten feet tall! TIM: It's big and plush! FLASH: It's cute! PLASTIC MAN: It's shocking! ARNOLD: Eets on every keeds most vanted list! SLAPPY: It's...eeeh, what da heck *is* that thing? ELFY: Wait a sec! *I* know what it is! [He stuffs the yellow piece of cloth in his mouth, and begins to beep uncontrolably.] It's one of the stolen toys! But it's the one we probably should have known better than to make! [The giant mechanical toy steps forward; we see that it's a robotic Pikachu doll. It emits a peculiar ticking sound.] TOY: Piiiiiiiiiika?! AXEL: [Bleep]us [bleep], it's a giant [bleep]ing Pikachu! Those sons-of-[bleep]s! ELFY: [Annoyed] Hey! Watch who you're callling...that phrase. Besides, it's not our fault every kid in the United States and Japan's been asking for that toy this year! BRAIN: Not to mention the dubiousness of using Christ's name in vain in a *Christmas* special...do you want all those people who came down on your "P.J."'s show to come down on *this* special and *completely* destroy what little hope we had for "Wakko's Wish" to sell? AXEL: [Pouts] Sorry; but it's just that I [bleep]ing hate P*k*mon! DOT: Don't we all... YAKKO: Hey, what's that ticking sound? [A quick pan around the doll reveals that a bomb is located in the doll's back.] PINKY: It's a bomb! SLAPPY: Just like this endless special is! DOT: OH NO! We're going to die! [Suddenly, a figure bearing more than a passive resemblance to Mike Myers materializes out of nowhere in front of the heroes; it's Austin Powers!] AUSTIN: Good thing that shaggy teleportation device I "borrowed" from Dr. Evil's lair worked, or I'd be shagged, like shagadelic, baby! BRAIN: Great, more over-used catchprases! DOT: And also nice to see that some stupid James Bond parody character is able to transport through that wall, but not *us* . . . AUSTIN: Yeah, baby, yeah! Biggie Smalls, ladies and gentlemen! [Cut to Wakko at a set of drums, doing a rim shot, then cut back to Austin.] AUSTIN: You're probably wondering what I'm doing here, right? AXEL: Great, another [bleep]ing SNL castmember! Can't I escape them? [To Austin] Yeah, what the [bleep] are you doing here? AUSTIN: All my groovy merchandise has been stolen, baby! So that means that there won't be any little kids this Christmas with dolls spouting randy overused catchprases! You don't suppose that Dr. Evil has anything to do with this, do you? [All of a sudden, Dr. Evil walks up from behind the heroes, who all scream.] DR. EVIL: [To Austin] No, you twit! I don't have anything to do with this! My merchandise has been stolen also! And I was fortunate to be able to use my transportation device to follow you here, before that "self-destruct" device you attached to it went off! Anyway, if my merchandise was still in my lair, the sales would've totaled... AXEL: One million [bleep]ing dollars! Yeah, we know the drill! Welcome to this [bleep]ing mission...now let's defuse the bomb! [To Slappy] Slappy, ya wanna defuse it for us? You're an expert on bombs! SLAPPY: So would anyone else who's seen your performance in "Harlem Nights", heh... [Axel glares at Slappy. Slappy walks over to behind the giant Pikachu doll, and pulls on a few red wires. The doll teeters to a stop.] SLAPPY: A cinch...it's always the red wire in these things! DOT: Red? You sure you don't mean blue? SLAPPY: Of course not! [Suddely, the giant doll jerks back to life, only it looks *really* angry; its eye begin to glow a fiery red.] SLAPPY: Errr....or maybe it *was* blue. [Gulps.] TIM: What'll we do now? YAKKO: I know! How about the two fugitives from a James Bond knockoff take 'im on? [Yakko wiggles his eyebrows at the camera.] AUSTIN: Um...sure, groove-a-delic little puppy-kid, why not? YAKKO: [Looking perplexed] "Groove-a-delic"? You don't get out much, do you? AUSTIN: [Glumly] Um, *no* . . . but anyway, let's give it a go, Doc! DR. EVIL: [Sighs] Oh, very well . . . [The two James Bond parody characters charge towards the giant Pikachu doll; however, the doll swings its tail at the two, and jolts the duo with a few zillion watts of electricity. An explosion occurs, sending the two characters hurtling through the ceiling, a la "Team Rocket", screaming "Austin Powers will be back in 'Never Say Shaggadellic Agaiiiiinnnn!'", before vanishing out of sight.] DOT: Guess that's *one* way to get rid of extraneous characters...the writer must not be that big of an "Austin Powers" fan... [Zip pan to Brainatra, who's at home editing this story on his computer; "60 Minutes" plays in the background on his TV.] BRAINATRA: What can I say? Besides, I liked "Wayne's World" a lot more than "Austin Powers", anyway... [Brainatra continues typing, but notes that Andy Rooney's on the TV, griping about something or other. Brainatra makes a face, then presses a few buttons on his keyboard; Slappy shows up on the TV screen. She hands Andy Rooney a bomb. Rooney fumbles it around, before the bomb explodes, leaving Rooney in a dazed and confused state. Brainatra chuckles, and goes back to typing...zip pan back to the "action".] SLAPPY: "Action"? More like "inaction"...how many villain lairs is this thing gonna have? It's stallin' worse than that flight I took ta get to the razza-frazzin' North Pole! Though blowin' up Andy was kinda fun, heh, heh... YAKKO: Yeah, yeah, but we've got bigger problems! You want plot action, Slappy, take a look at that! [The giant Pikachu doll begins to stomp towards the group; all gulp.] FLASH: I've got a plan! Elfy, Plas, Arnold, Snow Miser, come with me! The rest of you, stand back! [The non-chosen group members do so...Flash whispers a few orders to the chosen group...] FLASH: OK, everyone...*NOW*! [Elfy begins to concentrate hard, and turns the end of the giant doll's tail into a grounded 3-pronged insulated plug. Flash speeds over, and plugs the cord into a nearby electrical outlet. Elfy concentrates harder, and a series of nails materialize around the outlet, securing the plug in place.] ELFY: There! He's grounded! He won't be able to shock any of us now! TOY: Pika?! [The figure tries to yank itself from the wall, but is stuck in tight.] SLAPPY: Aaaah, this makes me kinda wish that little elf was around durin' that flippin' "39 Characters" thing... FLASH: OK, all...let's go! PLAS, SNOW MISER, ARNOLD, ELFY: Right! [The group charges towards the giant toy; Plas wraps himself around one of the doll's arms, Arnold begins punching at its left leg, Elfy zaps a few "magic sparkles" at its right leg, and Snow Miser freezes one of the doll's arms. Flash charges straight for the doll's head, about to deliver a final knockout punch; the scene looks similar to the cover of the JLA's origin issue (namely, _Brave and the Bold_ #28, 1960, with the cover depicting said team fighting the giant starfish Starro the Conqueror in a similar manner to this Poke-doll-attack...Brainatra,pointless DC Comics referencer). With all this might, the doll finally collapses, uttering a last few "Pika"'s vainly. The whole group cheers.] ARNOLD: Ya! We did it! Maybe I can join your Legion of Justeece of Ah-merica someday, fast red-costumed veak person! FLASH: Um....yeah. Come on---with the hole made in the ceiling, we can all get out of here! PLAS: No problem! [Plas forms himself into a giant slide, with stairs leading up through the ceiling and the slide part leading down into the snow. All exit the chamber, with Pinky, Elfy, the Warners, F!, and Skippy cheering and laughing on the way down the slide. Soon, all are safely outside.] SCULDER: Great! We're out! But what do we do now? MULLY: Yes...I don't think our current pursuit process is going anywhere...the villain keeps changing his lairs! BRAIN: Agreed...I think what we need is a *trap*! Luring him onto *our* territory will surely enable us to capture the fiend...and, most likely, finally engage the thug into a final confrontation! PINKY: What makes you say that, Brain? BRAIN: Because these adventures of ours *always* wind up with a major, final confrontation "showdown" with the master villain, Pinky. Now come, we must set up our trap! [The group get back onto their snowmobiles/Freakmobile, and race across the snow...] [Moments later, we see the group standing in a spot near Santa's Workshop, with a giant pile of Superman dolls, video games, and comic books piled up.] BRAIN: It was fortunate for us that Superman was at his Fortress of Solitude when we knocked, and that he agreed to let us use some of his merchandise as part of this trap! BILLIE: Yeah...too bad he said he was busy answering Christmas letters to help us, though! [Zip pan to Superman's fortress, where we see the Man of Steel writing Christmas cards...] SUPERMAN: "Dear Jimmy, thank you for the thoughtful present, even though I can't imagine *when* I'll ever need a "Jimmy Olsen Distress Signal Watch" on the off-chance I need *you* to rescue *me*...but I appreciate the thought! Sincerely, Superman!" [Superman holds up the watch, and decides to try it on.] Hmm...well, it's not bad looking, anyway... [Zip pan back to the group.] SLAPPY: Grr...any more of these pointless zip-pan asides, and I'm gonna... ELFY: Aw, don't worry, Slappy...after all--- SLAPPY: Can it, Pavarotti! We don't have time for another song sequence! Someone's coming! [Two figures approach....however, neither one of the figures are the villain behind this thing, but rather Rita and Runt.] RITA: Hey, I was wonderin' when I'd get to be a part of this thing...how could someone not remember to cast *me* in a Warner Bros. character using musical Christmas special? RUNT: Yeah, Rita...definitely can't forget you! [All moan.] DOT: Great...everyone *but* Mel Gibson's showing up for this thing...how many characters is this thing going to have? SLAPPY: Like we haven't beaten that point into the ground a zillion times already... [Suddenly, someone taps Dot on the shoulder.] VOICE: Excuse me? Santa told me that I'd find you over here, miss... [Dot turns around, and sees it's Mel Gibson.] MEL: He said something about your wanting to see me for Christmas? DOT: HELLOOOOO, NURSE! [She bounces around the scene, jumps up and down on Axel's head (AXEL: [bleep]!), and finally lands in Mel's arms.] DOT: Yes, oh, *yes*, there *is* a Santa Claus! And *you're* the best gift I could've asked for! Thank you, St. Nick! [Dot lets out a long sigh; Mel looks bewildered.] WAKKO: Hey, does this mean I'm gonna get those Don Knotts videos I asked for?! AXEL: [Bleep]in' later, I guess...we've got something else to worry about---*THAT*! [Axel points upward, and sees that it's the villain's mysterious toy-grabbing device...] RITA: Hey, that's the thing that swiped up all those "Annie Get Your Gun" CD's the stores were supposed to sell! MEL: And that thing took all the "Lethal Weapon 4" videos and DVD's, as well! BRAIN: [To Elfy] Ready....and, *NOW*! [Elfy pulls a lever, and the toy pile parts to reveal a giant electromagnet underneath it; the magnet pulls the toy-grabbing device towards it.] BILLIE: I hope this thing works...thoug |