Chapter 1: Let it Snow
The sun rose high on a December morning in a suburb. Its light poured through a window in a young boy's room, grazing his face. Timmy Turner blinked and opened his blue eyes. Rubbing them, the bucktooth noticed something through the window and rushed to the window to look outside. White, fluffy snow piled high on the eves of his house and blanketed the ground below. In the sky there were a few puffy clouds that produced glistening snowflakes.
Timmy smiled with an open mouth. "Alright! It's here!"
He rushed past the goldfish bowl and into his closet. Cosmo and Wanda, the bucktooth's fairies, poofed into his room.
"What's goin' on, Timmy?" asked Wanda as she yawned.
Cosmo inquired, "Is it that time when we grant you a stupid and irresponsible wish again?"
"Nope," said Timmy excitedly from his closet as he shuffled around, "take a look outside, guys!"
The two fairies flew to the window. Poof, their baby fairy son, appeared and followed them. With another poof, a yellow dog with orange hair and a wand tail yawned and stretched from the bucktooth's bed.
"Good morning, Timmy," said the dog.
The bucktooth, now dressed in a coat and scarf, walked out from the closet, adjusting his gloves.
The dog cocked his head to the side. "Why are you dressed like that?"
"That's cuz it's snowing, Sparky!" said the bucktooth happily.
Cosmo pointed out, "Timmy's right...for once. Look at all that snow out there."
Sparky the fairy dog jumped his front paws to the window sill and looked out. Wagging his wand tail, he turned his head to Timmy.
"Oh, cool!" yipped the dog, "I've always loved the snow; bounding through it, rolling in it, going to the bathroom in it..."
The gang perked, "What?!"
"Nothin'," Sparky quickly said.
Timmy then thought of something. "Hey, why should we have all the fun?" said the bucktooth as he took out his recaller, "I'll invite the others to play with me."
"The 'others'?" asked Sparky, cocking his head again.
Timmy widen his eyes. "Oh, that's right; you've haven't met them yet, have ya, Spark? Well, now's a great time to meet my other friends!"
With that said, the bucktooth began calling the gang to meet him in Dimmsdale Park...
The park was quiet, as the snow had muffled all but the strongest of sounds. Many of the now bare trees were covered with ice and snow. Standing next to an empty fountain were a couple of boys; Timmy, Danny, Jimmy and Spongebob.
The genius studied Sparky, whom the bucktooth had brought with him. "So, this is a fairy dog?" he asked, scratching his earmuffs.
"You bet!" replied Timmy in pride, "And he's the greatest dog I've ever had!"
Danny pointed out, "Don't you mean, the 'only' dog you've ever had?"
"Well, if I had a dog in the past then Sparky would be the best."
Spongebob rubbed his snow hat, confused. "That still doesn't make sense."
"So," asked the dog, changing the subject abruptly, "what are we gonna do out here, Timmy?"
Timmy suggested, "We should go sleddin'!"
"But there aren't any big hills," Danny said, looking around the flat park.
The bucktooth wasn't fazed. "Then we'll make some. Cosmo! Wanda!"
The two fairies appeared as dogs, with Poof a small, round puppy.
"I wish there was a big hill in the park that we could sled on!" commanded Timmy.
Cosmo and his wife lifted their wands. "One giant, uber-tastic, sledding hill comin' up!" he commented.
With a poof, a large snowy hill appeared in the middle of the park. A moment later, a pair big, wooden sleds materialized at the boys' feet.
Timmy picked up one of them and said, "Let's do this!" and rushed to the hill, with the others following. Once the team had arrived at the top, Jimmy set down the sled, readying it.
"Bet ya I'll get to the bottom first," commented the genius.
Timmy smiled, "Oh yeah? Bet ya can't!"
Danny sat on one of the sleds. "Timmy, don't you mean we'll get to the bottom first?"
"No," stated Spongebob as he did the same to the other, "He means that me and Jimmy are gonna reach it first!"
The genius smiled as he got behind the sponge, with the bucktooth doing the same with the teen.
Suddenly Sparky appeared, wagging his tail. "Hey, Timmy! Can I join too?"
"I don't see why not," replied the bucktooth as he made room. "Get on!"
Danny grumbled, a little uncomfortable on the full sled, "Three's a crowd, dude."
"Aw, don't worry!" said the dog and, using his magic tail, shrunk himself to twice his normal size, making room for the teen.
Smiling in satisfaction, the ghost teen said, "Cool, that's better."
Once the two teams were ready, Jimmy counted down.
"On your marks...get set..."
The boys were at the very edge of the hill; with a single push they'd be off and sliding.
"GO!"
Doing just that, they began rushing down the face of the slope. It wasn't long before they picked up a lot of speed and were soon flying down the hillside. Cold wind brushed past Jimmy's face as he controlled the steering on the sled, with Spongebob clinging onto his torso. Danny, although behind Timmy, did the same thanks to his long arms. Sparky stood on the steering mechanisms, letting his tongue hang out.
The two teams zoomed through the snow, neck and neck to each other. Finally they had reached the bottom and skidded to a stop, flinging snow to the side.
Once the snow settled, Timmy jumped up, "We won!"
"No, we did!" stated Jimmy as he got off.
Danny stood up, "No way; we were totally in front of you guys."
"Nah ah," protested Spongebob as he adjusted his hat, "we came right on top towards the end."
"Ahem."
A voice silenced the arguing boys and, turning to the sound, they gasped. Sam Manson, Sandy Cheeks, Dani Fenton and Cindy Vortex were standing close to them, their bodies covered head to toe with the flung snow and their faces contorted in rage.
The boys stared at their girls' for a moment before laughing out loud.
Danny tried his best to stifle his chuckling. "What happened to you girls?"
"You totally threw snow at us, that's what!" snarled Dani as she shook the snow from her hair.
Sandy gave herself a shake, making the snow fall off of her like dust. "Now, that ain't right, ya'll!"
Once the boys calmed down, Spongebob said, "We're sorry. We had no idea you girls were there."
"Serves them right for not watchin' where they were standin'," commented Timmy.
BAM! A ball of snow burst right in the bucktooth's face. Wiping it off, Timmy saw that it was Dani who had thrown the snowball, her naked fingers dripping in melted ice.
"Now that was funny," Sam slyly smiled as she picked up some snow and eyed her boyfriend.
Danny held up his hands, backing away. "Sweetie, wait..."
The teen couldn't finish his sentence as his girl drilled him with a pile of snow in the face. The girls laughed and began chucking more snowballs. The boys yelped and began to run with the gals hot on their heels. The guys raced towards a stand of snow-covered trees and hid behind them.
Jimmy leaned on his knees, panting. "Well, if those girls want a snowball fight..."
"...then we'll give them one!" finished Timmy as he picked up some snow.
Moments later, the girls rushed through into the opening. Not far away was the thicket the boys had run to earlier.
"Looks like we've got 'em trapped," snickered Cindy.
Sandy smiled, "This is gonna be more fun than cow tippin'!"
They sneaked carefully towards the edge of the trees, their snowballs at the ready...
WHOOSH! A flying ball of snow whistled past above their heads.
"Ha!" shouted Dani, watching the attack, "You guys have the worst aim ever!"
THWACK! Another snowball struck the ghost girl in the back of the head, causing her to fall forward.
The other girls looked up and saw the boys' arms filled with packed snow. Picking up some more, the guys started firing back. The girls, having recovered from the surprise attack, countered the guys' with hard snowballs. The gang continued to snowball each other for the next hour...
Back at Timmy's house, the team had returned from the epic snowball fight and were snuggled together in blankets around a toasty fireplace. The bucktooth's mom had brought them hot cocoa as a snack and their wet coats, gloves and hats were drying on a rack.
Jimmy sipped his warm drink and said, "I can't believe you girls beat us!"
"They didn't beat us!" protested Timmy, "We let them win because they're girls!"
Dani rolled her blue eyes. "Oh, don't give us that. We beat you fair and square!"
"I actually thought they were pretty good at throwing snowballs," mused Danny as he huddled close to his girlfriend.
Sam smiled and lay her head on the teen's shoulder. "Just because we're girls doesn't mean you hafta play nice."
"Well, it is a social tradition," explained the genius.
Then, Sandy noticed Spongebob was writing furiously in a notebook. "Are ya writing all of this down?"
"Well, not this stuff," said the sponge, looking at her, "I'm actually writing a to-do list for Christmas."
Timmy widen his eyes. "Hey, that's right! Jimmy, when's Christmas comin' up?"
The genius looked down on his watch. "In exactly: 20 days, 15 hours and 45 minutes."
"20 days?!" exclaimed the bucktooth, nearly spitting out his cocoa, "That's gonna take forever!"
Spongebob explained, "And that's why I'm making this list of things to do before it comes."
Danny craned his neck to look over the sponge's shoulder. "What do you have planned?"
"First, the Headquarters needs to be decorated and have a Christmas tree."
Dani cocked her head and asked, "Can't Timmy's fairy friends help you with that?"
"Good question!" said Cosmo who, along with his son and wife, were wrapped up together in a blanket.
The team waited for him to speak again. Finally Jimmy started, "Yes, 'Good question,' and..."
"No," said the fairy, "that was it. I don't know the answer."
Wanda piped up, "But I do; the reason why we can't help you with any Christmas stuff is because all of it is dictated by Christmas magic."
"Christmas magic?" asked Cindy, "That's a real thing?"
The pink fairy nodded, "Oh, it's real, alright. Christmas magic is very powerful, more so than even our magic. It's so powerful only a certain number of creatures know how to wield it."
"I'm guessin' Santa Claus is one of them, right?" inquired Timmy.
Wanda continued, "Exactly. This magic can't be tampered by anyone else, even us, so that's why we can't help you."
"Interesting," mused Jimmy, "do you fairies know where this energy comes from, by any chance?"
The pink fairy thought for a moment. "Well, most of it comes from holiday energy."
"What's holiday energy?" asked Sandy.
Wanda explained, "It's a type of energy that comes about during Christmas; gift-giving, singing songs, decorating; doing just one of those actions can produce a lot of holiday magic. It also leaves people with warm, fuzzy feelings inside when they do these sorts of things."
"I like warm, fuzzy feelings!" piped up Spongebob, "I'm in one right now!"
Timmy smiled and was about to say something when he let out a big yawn. "Boy, all this talking is making me sleepy," muttered the bucktooth.
Jimmy realized his own eyes were starting to droop. "It's also the warm fire and blankets that's making us drowsy."
"Well, a quick nap won't hurt," said Danny as he put his arms behind his head.
The others agreed and started to fall asleep. Above them, though, a spider robot was watching them...
In a mansion near Amity Park, a one-eyed protozoa was looking through the robot's eyes and heard the heroes talking.
"Did you gents hear that?" asked Plankton as he looked at the other three.
Vlad Plasmious and Professor Finbarr Calamitous were playing chess while Denzel Crocker was working on another fairy catching device.
The rich ghost man looked up from his game at the protozoa. "Heard what?"
"Yes," added the bald inventor, "I didn't hear anything from that...um...spying robot."
Plankton jumped down from the monitor and joined the men. "Well, those annoying brats were talking to their flying friends about 'Christmas magic'; they were saying something about how this energy is more powerful than themselves."
Crocker perked up, "Energy that is more powerful than FAIRY magic? I must get my hands on it!"
Vlad stood up, saying, "You mean 'we' must get 'our' hands on it," and walking towards a bookshelf. Running his finger through the book spines, the rich man found what he was looking for and pulled the hardback out.
"But isn't that 'Christmas magic' just some ridiculous...er...you know?" scoffed Calamitous.
The rich ghost man sat on the couch, looking through a special book. "That's what I thought so myself, but it looks like there's more to this magic than meets the eyes..."
"Eye," said Plankton, pointing to said organ.
"...and eye," added Vlad. When he found the page, the rich man stabbed a finger on a paragraph and read,
'Christmas magic is born from 'holiday energy'. It is from this energy that gives the most powerful wielder of this magic, Santa Claus, all the energy he needs to send presents all around the world in one night on Christmas eve.'
Calamitous nodded, "That makes sense; it's impossible to do it otherwise, even for someone as powerful as...um...you-know-who."
Vlad continued to read, 'This magic can also give creatures magical abilities such as speaking and flying...'
"Like Santa's reindeer," suggested Crocker.
'...conjure up objects from the mind...'
"Like presents," said Plankton, hanging on the book's edge.
'...and even change the world's weather.'
"Like...er..." stuttered Calamitous as he tried to find the word. "Um...what was it?"
Vlad slammed the book shut, trapping Plankton inside. "Well, whatever. If this 'magic' really can do anything and everything, it'll be the perfect weapon for us."
"We can rule the world with it!" suggest Crocker, wringing his hands as he schemed, "maybe even...FAIRY WORLD!"
Plankton popped his head from between the book's pages. "Yes, that's fine and all, but you're forgetting one thing: how are we supposed to get that energy?"
"Oh, that's easy," said Vlad, smiling. "We'll just head over to Santa's place and take it from him."
Calamitous's eyes widen. "You mean..."
"That's right, gentlemen," said the rich ghost man as he stood, "we are going to the North Pole!"
The Evil Syndicate then let out an evil laugh that echoed throughout the mansion.