Author's Note: Hey, I'm back. Sorry I haven't written anything new for so long. School work. But here's a special Christmas fic starring the Tantalus gang!

Disclaimer: No I do not own Final Fantasy. But it is on my Christmas list ^.^

* TRENO *

Blank: Boss, what are we doing here? It's Christmas Eve. Shouldn't we be back at the hideout eating chilidogs or something?

Cinna: Yum. Christmas chilidogs…

Baku: No! We're here on official Tantalus business. Although those chilidogs are good…

Marcus: So what exactly is this "official" business?

Baku: Uh, well, it's- * whispers official business to Blank, Marcus and Cinna *

Blank: What!? Uh-uh. There's no way I'm doing that!

Marcus: Count me out.

Cinna: Well, it might be kinda fun. Spreading Christmas cheer. Putting smiles on all those kids' faces…

Blank and Marcus: Are you crazy!?

Cinna: No. At least I don't think so.

Baku: Shut up. We're doing this. It'll earn us some extra Gil. We need it. Our interpretation of the Nutcracker wasn't as successful as we had hoped.

Blank: * whispers sarcastically to Marcus * Yeah, I thought that Baku prancing around in a pink, frilly tutu would have sold lots of tickets…

* TRENO MALL *

* DRESSING ROOM *

Baku: Alright boys. Come on out. Let's see how you look.

Marcus: Do we have to come out?

Baku: Yes. Now get your asses out here!

* Marcus and Cinna step out of their change rooms *

Marcus: I'm scarred for life.

Cinna: I can't believe I'm doing this.

Marcus: I thought you were the one who thought this was a good idea.

Cinna: Yeah, but that was before I saw this costumes.

Baku: Gwahahaha! You two make great elves!

Marcus: These shoes are ten times bigger then my feet!

Cinna: Not to mention they curl at the toe! Very uncomfortable.

Baku: Deal with it. We still need our Santa. Blank, get your ass out here.

Blank: No way, Boss. Not in this outfit.

Cinna: Come on, Blank. It can't be any worse then ours.

Blank: Wanna bet?

Cinna: Sure.

* change room door opens. Blank steps out *

Cinna: I stand corrected.

* Cinna and Marcus burst out laughing *

* CENTER OF MALL *

Baku: Come get your pictures taken with Santa! Only 2500 Gil!

Marcus: Boss, why don't you have to where a goofy costume?

Baku: Well, because, I, uh, I'm the sales man. They never where goofy costumes.

Cinna: You haven't seen the ones I have.

Blank: * is sitting in Santa chair, complete with padded stomach, white beard, and a red suit * Some kid better come. This isn't worth anything.

Marcus: Oh yes it is. It's worth it just to see you wearing that outfit.

* Cinna and Marcus start snickering *

Blank: * sarcastic * I'm glad you're having a good time.

Baku: Hmm, I wonder why nobody's coming? Maybe I should lower the price. Come get your picture with Santa! Only 2499 Gil!

Cinna, Marcus, and Blank: * sweatdrop *

Marcus: Somehow I don't think any kids will be coming soon…

* two hours later *

Baku: Picture? With… Santa? Only 400… Gil?

Marcus: * snoring *

Cinna: No kids have come yet Boss. Can't we just leave now?

Baku: No. We must make some Gil.

Blank: Come on Boss, I'm dying in this costume.

Baku: Five more minutes. …Get your picture taken with the real Santa! 10 Gil!

Old Man With Cane: * hobbles over to Baku * The real Santa you say?

Baku: Uh, yeah. He just arrived from the North Pole this morning.

Old Man With Cane: I've been waiting 75 years to meet him. Here, I'll give you 5000 Gil. Where is he?

Baku: Uh, right over there.

Blank: B-boss? Uh, w-w-

Old Man With Cane: * throws cane to side * * runs over and sits on Blank's knee *

Blank: o-0;; (Help! A wacko is sitting on me!)

Old Man Without Cane: Hello Santa. Let's see, I want a new cane because I just threw away my old one, a new pair of glasses, oh Santa, you look just like all the pictures, a bottle of gyshal pickles, they're my favorite you know, a new-

Baku and Cinna: o-0;;

Cinna: I think this is a good time to say, merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.

* o-0;; How did you like it? Please review. And have a merry Christmas! ^-^ *