Ven's Snowman
"Ventus, I think it's time we had a talk about drugs," said the snowman Ventus was still putting the finishing touches on in the courtyard.
Ven hadn't quite expected his snowman to gain sentience, let alone engage him in a discussion of such a weighty topic, so all he could think to reply with was a perplexed "…Huh?"
"There isn't much time to explain, dear boy," said the snowman. "Please, get in the van."
Then, a black van pulled up beside them and the side door slid open. Inside it was a person in what appeared to be an attempt at a cuddly rabbit costume that turned out horribly wrong and instead reflected a creature spawned of children's nightmares. Ven was one of those children and he shivered in terror at the sight of the nightmare rabbit.
The snowman spoke again, "Ventus, I know this must be difficult for you, but Kuzcotopia isn't going to finance itself. We have to rob the bank."
"But I don't want to rob the bank! And weren't we talking about drugs?!" Ven wailed, fearing for his life and sense of morality.
The nightmare rabbit seized Ventus in a chokehold and dragged him into the van, during which time the snowman said, "We have all had to make sacrifices for the good of our glorious Fuhrer, Herr Kuzco. So, please, hand over three quarts of your stomach acid."
They drove to the bank and dressed Ven in a Nazi uniform against his will. Their robbery was successful and they returned Ven back to the castle's courtyard when they were done, albeit with three quarts less of stomach acid and a hastily-filled voter registration form for the Nazi party. Before letting Ven leave the van, the snowman shook his hand and said, "Ventus, my boy, you've done a great service for your Fuhrer. Now get lost."
Then the nightmare rabbit punched Ven in the face so that he flew out of the van and landed back-first in the snow, next to where he first built the snowman. He was disoriented for a bit, but when his vision cleared, he saw a lit, human-sized blunt standing directly over him. He said, "Ventus, I think it's time we had a talk about snowmen. Now eat this puppy."
Ven blasted apart the blunt's leafy innards with a shotgun and went to bed.