"What do you mean Santa's not feeling well?" Phineas asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"We're not sure Phineas. Anyway…well…you see, we want you all to come to the North Pole," Blay'n said.

Everyone looked at each other, and they nodded. The question was…how would they get there?

"Alright, we're all in, but uh, Blay'n, how do we get there?" Phineas asked facing the elf.

"Not to worry Phineas, just take my hand and don't let go," Blay'n said offering his hand out to Phineas who took if and everyone else took a hand that was ahold of the chain. The Chain finally ended with Ferb grabbing the other hand of Blay'n.

"Uh, what exactly is supposed to hapPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!" Candace first asked, but then she screamed it as suddenly everyone spun extremely fast as if they took a portkey.

Within minutes, the gang and the elf arrived in the center of the North Pole, and right in front of Santa's Workshop. In front of them were elves young and old stood wearing green and red. Some even wore blue and pink. Toys, wrapping paper and ribbons galore! They looked over, and they saw where all the reindeer are stabled. Phineas pointed out Rudolph making everyone giggle. Blay'n led the group toward into the workshop which they'd expect was equally busy, but it wasn't. In fact, every elf in there was quiet and awaiting their arrival. Clewn't came forth and he said hello to each of them.

"Hello Phineas Flynn and friends," Clewn't said, "Thanks for coming."

"No problem Clewn't. It's the least we could do for all your help last year. Um…the question is…why did you want us here, and also…why are the elves out there acting like nothing terrible has happened?" Marissa asked.

The elves fell even more silent, and they looked at Blay'n and Clewn't to tell them. Phineas could tell something was up, but he wanted to just go with the flow. After all, of everyone in the world, why would they want Phineas and his friends there when Santa fell ill?

"You see…well…the elves out there don't know Santa is ill. We didn't want to make it a huge ordeal until…certain arrangements could be made," Clewn't said.

Phineas was puzzled by this. Other arrangements? What did they mean by other arrangements?

"So how come you wanted us here?" Isabella asked.

"Well…Santa won't be able to deliver the presents, and you kids did a great job of it last year," Clewn't began.

"That was just Danville," Candace protested.

"Yes well-"

"Hold on…I think I get it now…you want me to be Santa for not just Danville this year, but for the WHOLE WORLD?!" Phineas exclaimed.

The elves nodded sheepishly and hopefully as Phineas gave an astounded expression. Everyone awaited Phineas' response, and he smiled extremely ecstatically.

"I'D LOVE TO!" he yelled happily, "Gosh, getting to be Santa for the WHOLE WORLD! That'll be something else!"

Everyone giggled and/or laughed at Phineas' ecstatic behavior. Many elves smiled and picked him up, however, it did take a dozen elves to keep him up because they were so tiny. They then took everyone else to get ready to go while they took him inside Santa's room. Of course it quieted down. Santa lay in his bed pale and weak as ever. The usually jolly man was barely awake as Phineas cautiously approached him.

"H-h-hi Santa," Phineas said.

"Ph-ph-ph-phineas F-f-flynn," Santa said in a weakened tone, "I'm s-s-sorry I w-w-w-won't be able to deliver this year."

Phineas, seeing his lifetime hero so weak and sad, started to tear up. As much as he wanted to tell him not to give up, he only came closer to the bed.

"Santa…I'm gonna deliver for you. I promise, you can count on me," Phineas said in a very crying matter, "Don't worry Santa. I'll deliver them all and I'll try to make it the best Christmas ever."

"I know you will," Santa could barely be heard, "That's why I sent for you."

Santa said his last words and he fell into deep slumber. Phineas let a single drop of tears fall down his face. Blay'n and Clewn't approached the boy, and they led him away. The other elves took their hats off knowing he wasn't dead, but he still wasn't feeling well. Once Blay'n and Clewn't had Phineas out of the room, they gave him a handkerchief. Then the Burdensome Elf came up to the three. Phineas had finally pulled himself together.

"Hey, you're that Phineas Flynn kid! You're quite popular around here kid. In fact, the boss thinks you're at the top of the nice list ever since you were born. In fact, of all the kids in the world, he asked for you personally to take his place. In fact, all the elves like you too. In fact, they say you're the one that put Clewn't back in his jolly elf self last year. In fact, they say you're the most productive, nicest, extraordinary, smartest and creative kid. In fact-"

Clewn't and Blay'n then put a gag on him. The Burdensome Elf then blushed. Phineas giggled because he knew where that elf came from because back when he was really little, he was such a chatterbox nobody could shut him up.

"That will do, Phineas, this is…uh…I don't know your name, but we just call him Burdensome Elf, Burd'n for short," Clewn't said facing Phineas.

"Hi Burd'n," Phineas said.

Burd'n then left the room so that Phineas, Blay'n and Clewn't could talk more. Phineas understood why they went to get him. Santa asked for him personally.

"So…Santa asked for me personally to deliver for Christmas?" Phineas asked.

"Yep…between the four of us, you, me, Clewn't and Santa, you're one if not THE favorite kid on Santa's nice list Phineas," Blay'n said.

Phineas was astounded, he then stood up optimistically, and he smiled.

"Alright, let's get ready to ride the sleigh!" he exclaimed.

Blay'n and Clewn't then smiled knowing that everything was gonna be alright. They knew they could count on him. The two elves led him outside to make the announcement. Phineas felt a little awkward. He wanted Blay'n and Clewn't to address the announcement to all the other elves, but the two elves told him that if he's gonna be Santa this year, he needed to address the elves as not only friends, but employees.

"At-attention! Elves!" Phineas said nervously.

All the elves stopped seeing this weird looking kid, who they all knew for his famousness around the globe, standing up to tell them to stop.

"Okay…well, I've got some good news, and I've got some bad news. The bad news is that…Santa has fallen ill with pneumonia."

All the elves gasped and awed. Phineas felt even more nervous now…

"The good news is that the toys and presents and stuff will still be delivered because…I'm gonna do it. With my friend's help on the sleigh, I'm gonna deliver it all. I will be Santa for the year, and I promise, I will NOT let you down!"

Instantly the elves began to cheer for their temporary Santa…Phineas Flynn, the Santa Claus of 2012