They soon finished their Christmas Eve dinner and applauded with the other guests as this was a pretty fun evening together.
"Well, everybody, that's our show," Mickey smiled as they wrapped up production. "Thanks for spending Christmas Eve at the House of Mouse. Here's wishing everybody a Merry Christmas, and a safe trip ho-ho-home!"
"Well, that was fun!" Lionel grinned.
"Well, we better get home," Cherry said. "I suppose I'm gonna watch Bad Santa to get into the real holiday spirit."
"Alright, I'm down for that!" Lionel replied. "And my, er, present...?"
"You just might have to wait and see." Cherry replied, teasingly.
Lionel grinned ecstatically.
They soon went to get ready to leave with the other House of Mouse guests.
"Boy, what a great show!" Mickey smiled backstage.
Pluto barked in agreement.
"Oh, Mickey, it was just wonderful," Minnie smiled back to her boyfriend. "And now we can all celebrate our own Christmas at home."
"But we can't go home!" Goofy told them as he rushed over.
"Huh?" Mickey frowned.
"We're snowed in!" Daisy pointed out the front doors.
"Now this is a fine predicament." Donald muttered sarcastically.
"Aw, maaaaaan!" Lionel groaned.
"It can't be that bad," Mickey said before looking out the doors and then frowned. "Aw, no!"
"Alright, who pissed off Elsa?" Cherry muttered.
"Nope, that's not me," Elsa interjected. "That one's completely on nature itself."
"I guess we can't go home then." Mo frowned.
"Did you hear, Belle? We can't go home." The Beast frowned to his lady.
"We can always build a home." One of the three little pigs suggested.
"I'm sure Mickey will think of something." Ariel coaxed as she stood with Eric.
"Somehow, I figure we'll hafta do something." Lionel replied.
"I thought of something!" Mickey smiled. "We can have our own Christmas party right here!"
"Oh, that's a wonderful idea." Minnie smiled back.
"Aw, humbug!" Donald spat out.
"Looks like he's caught Ebenezer's Syndrome..." Lionel commented. "First his uncle got it, now him."
"At least Scrooge McDuck is nice compared to Mr. Krabs in money hunger." Cherry muttered.
"Yeah. At least McDuck has a limit..." Lionel replied.
"Humbug? What's wrong, Donald?" Mickey frowned to the duck.
"Once again, he just doesn't have the Christmas spirit." Daisy sighed about her boyfriend.
"What about that short where the triplets wished it was Christmas Every Day? He seemed to have it then." Lionel replied.
"I'm not sure actually." Daisy shrugged about how Donald was acting.
"We'll see about that." Mickey said as they came back into the House of Mouse to continue having fun.
"Hot cocoa and cookies coming through!" Goofy called out as he came out of the kitchen with the penguin waiters from Mary Poppins.
"This oughta be good for a laugh." Lionel smirked.
Daisy put a fireplace on stage as Lumiere lit it with his flames and Mickey brought out a Christmas tree while Pluto placed out ornaments from his tail. Goofy then pushed Donald into the center in a comfy looking chair.
"Now this Christmas party is really starting to warm up!" Mickey beamed.
"Hey, Mickey, look what I found." Minnie smiled as she came in with a box.
"Oh, boy! A box of our all-time favorite Christmas stories!" Mickey smiled back as he took the box.
"Awesome! Now we have something to kill time!" Lionel grinned.
"Humbug!" Donald still complained.
"Bug?" Timon beamed. "We'll have what he's having!"
"Uh, Timon? I think that 'humbug' is something you say when you don't have any Christmas spirit." Pumbaa said.
"When'd Pumbaa get smart?" Cherry muttered to the others.
"To be fair, he was the more reasonable one. Remember how he described stars in the first movie?" Lionel asked.
"Hmm... Yeah, I guess I forgot about that part." Cherry replied as that was true.
"You're welcome," Lionel smirked. "Besides, your Christmas gift is gonna be good, too."
"Trust me, yours shall be worth the wait." Cherry replied.
There was soon a Donald Duck cartoon shown on screen which featured Huey, Dewey, and Louie.
"Alright!" Lionel smirked, leaning back.
"I guess this'll be part of the Mystery Science Theater thing you were talking about." Cherry commented as they settled in to watch the cartoon.
"Oh, heck yeah!" Lionel cheered.
And so, the cartoon began.
"Snowman Contest?" Huey asked.
"Today!" Dewey added.
"We gotta run!" Louie concluded.
And so, the Duck triplets zipped off to get ready for the contest.
"Ah yes, the days when kids weren't motivated by cash prizes to enter contests, said nobody ever." Lionel commented.
Huey began to chew some bubblegum to help them make their snowman.
"Psychics? What's that?!" Cherry commented in a joking way about how cartoon physics were much different than real world psychics.
Dewey then made a snow cannon, then shot another snowball on top of the first one.
"I love how none of these make any sense at all, they just go with it." Lionel commented.
"I wish I could be a cartoon." Cherry added.
"I thought we were?" Patch replied. "Have you seen The 101 Dalmatians' Animated Series?"
"I saw it!" Lionel replied.
The snowman was then ready, but it was still missing something.
"But, we're not done yet!" Huey told his brothers and then brought out a top hat from nowhere.
"Welcome to Hammerspace, where we have everything out from nowhere!" Lionel announced.
Donald soon came out to ice-skate while the boys got their snowman ready.
"And to think in one universe, we're good friends with Huey, Dewey, and Louie." Atticus said about him and Cherry.
"And just think, in another country, Daisy's nieces finally have their own show." Cherry replied.
"What a zany multiverse we live in..." Lionel commented. "Hey, there WE are!" he pointed to three similar-looking kids observing the action from a nearby hill.
"Whaaat?!" Cherry, Atticus, and Mo asked.
It seemed to focus on the cartoon for right now.
"So, are not going sledding anymore?" Cherry asked as she had the sled out since they were on a hill and Donald was about to ice-skate.
"Relax, big C," Lionel replied coolly. "What we're gonna see is guaranteed to be BETTER than sledding, I kid you not!"
Donald put on his skates... And fell over. He tried getting up, but he fell down over and over again.
Cherry snorted a little to Donald's misfortune, she sounded like Gaz when she snickered at Dib's misfortune in Invader ZIM. Lionel, on the other hand, was cackling like a hyena, rolling around on his back.
"Oh, brother." Atticus rolled his eyes about Donald, though he was laughing as well.
Donald soon stood up straight and smirked. "Ta-da!" he then beamed, only to fall on the ice again, getting his beak stuck this time.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Lionel laughed even harder.
"Afternoon, children, Cerise. Lovely day, isn't it?" asked Forte as he was walking by.
"Hi." Cherry muttered slightly to the creepy organist.
Lionel squinted. "Who is this weirdo man, and what does he want?" he asked.
"My company." Cherry rolled her eyes.
"Cerise, are you comfortable in the cold?" Forte asked.
"I'm fine, now please, go away." Cherry replied.
"Yeah, we ain't wearing these jackets just cuz they look stunning!" Lionel replied, putting up his dukes.
"All right, I just wanted to make sure, perhaps you'd like some hot chocolate or chicken soup after you're done?" Forte offered.
"GO!" Cherry complained.
"Yeah, scram, vamoose, git before I make you!" Lionel replied, growling protectively.
"All right, you know where to find me," Forte replied. "Cerise, zip up your coat so you don't catch cold."
"If it keeps me from being near you, that doesn't sound too bad." Cherry muttered as the man soon walked off from the kids.
"You know, Cherry, he just wants you to be healthy and safe." Atticus told his best friend.
"I know!" Cherry rolled her eyes.
"Jeez, that guy is SO overprotective!" Lionel snorted. "So much that it's annoying..."
"Anyway, back to what we were doing." Atticus said as he took a look at Donald.
Donald bounced around on the ice as he tried to get the ice off of his beak, but then ended up get his tail feathers in the ice hole, getting stuck briefly which made him go under the water with his beak sticking out. "Aw, nuts!"
Lionel laughed and laughed. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Cherry and Atticus held each other as they laughed at Donald's misfortune. Donald soon came out, wearing pillows to protect himself as he skated along the ice.
"Now he's gonna bounce around like a marshmallow." Cherry told the boys.
"Oh, this is gonna be GOOD!" Lionel grinned.
Donald soon began to bounce around like Cherry predicted.
"It works!" Donald laughed as he didn't get hurt, but then yelped as he saw barrels on the ice.
"Who left those barrels there?" Atticus wondered.
"Plot device?" Cherry shrugged.
Donald quickly took the pillows off and managed to jump the barrels, but got tripped up by a small root and crashed into the boys' snowman, destroying it. Cherry covered her mouth, Atticus covered his ears, and Lionel covered his eyes. Donald poked his head out, wearing the top hat and spitting out the carrot nose before storming off as the hat fell onto the snow lump. The boys soon glared at their uncle as Donald didn't even say 'sorry' for what had happened and they began to plot against him.
"Alright, he deserved that," Lionel replied. "Like in the Halloween short."
"You guys gonna help us?" Huey asked.
"Boys, we're like family, so count us in." Cherry told the nephews.
"Oh-ho, yeah! Revenge is the name of the game, and I'm a champ at it!" Lionel smirked evilly. "Just ask Nathan from last month, when he was hitting on Cherry. So I starting hitting him."
The six of them soon huddled up together to come up with a plan against Donald. Donald soon skated along the ice as he enjoyed himself, not knowing what the kids were up to. Dewey brought out a crayon while Louie had a nail, and Huey had a mallet. Lionel took notes as Dewey made an X on the ice, and Louie hit it with the nail and mallet.
"Hit on the head like a Hammer Brother!" Cherry phrased. "...Brother."
"Nice rhymes! Now let's watch the fun!" Lionel smirked.
The ice soon began to crack and the crack seemed to follow Donald as karma was working its magic against the hard-boiled duck.
"Hey!" Donald glared as the crack caused him to fall. "Why, I oughta..."
The crack kept cracking along the ice.
"Ah, phooey!" Donald huffed before skating the other way, but the crack just kept on following him.
"That crack seems to have it out for Donald." Cherry commented.
"Yeah, but it sure is funny." Lionel added.
"I find everybody's pain funny except my own." Cherry smirked.
"Doesn't everyone?' Lionel smirked back.
Cherry soon laughed with him as this was very funny and entertaining.
"Look! It's Mickey Mouse!" Donald told the crack.
The crack went the other way, only to keep chasing Donald on the ice.
"Well, that amounted to nothing..." Lionel added.
The crack followed Donald into a cave, labeled "Warning: Abominable Snowman! Do Not Make Noise!"
"Uh-oh..." Cherry, Atticus, and Lionel muttered once they saw that the cave.
"Glad I'm not Donald." Cherry smirked to herself.
And a few minutes later, Donald shot out of the cave, chased by an actual angry snowman.
"Well... I didn't see that coming..." Cherry said as the snowman was like a snowman a child would build and not like a monster.
"Can't be worse than the Bumble from Rudolph, right?" Atticus smiled nervously.
"Yeah, sure, why not?" Lionel shrugged as Donald ran towards the kids, who'd made a new snowman... And ended up crashing into that one as well.
"Ooh." Cherry, Atticus, and Lionel winced to that slightly.
The nephews glared at their uncle until they saw the living snowman.
"You WIN!" said a dog guy with a mustache, handing the snowman a box. "And here's your prize!"
The snowman opened the box, and found... A pair of figure skates, which he was happy with! The nephews, however, proceeded to pelt Donald with snowballs as he ran away.
"But... He... We..." Cherry stammered in defeat about the abominable snowman winning. "Ah, forget it."
The cartoon then ended and the crowd applauded once it was over.
"Did seeing that help your Christmas spirit?" Goofy smiled to Donald.
"Oh, humbug!" Donald grumbled.
"Well, of course we weren't gonna resolve it that quick; we still have more story!" Lionel commented.
"Right on that note!" agreed Forte, sitting at a nearby table and waving.
Lionel sighed. "Of course he's here, since he was in the cartoon..."
Cherry let her head hit the table.
"I have an idea on what might help," Minnie giggled before suggesting. "Hearing some Yuletide wishes."
"Good idea, Minnie," Mickey smiled. "Because earlier today, I went out on the street to see what everybody wanted."
"Hey, that oughta get'cher mind off things!" Lionel beamed at Cherry.
"Yeah, cuz nothing sez Christmas like a whole lotta wishes!" added 2017 Dewey.
"What would you like for Christmas?" Mickey asked Goofy.
"Oh, that's easy! My two front teeth!" Goofy smiled.
Mickey then handed him a mirror.
"Hm. Already got those." Goofy chuckled.
"Ooh-gatah!" Bubba the Cave Duck chuckled himself.
"The lamp!" Jafar glared. "Get me the lamp!"
"What do we want for Christmas?" Grumpy replied as he stood with his six other brothers. "How about bunk beds?"
"No strings to hold me down and an adventure with Cherry and Atticus!" Pinocchio smiled.
"Foreshadowing, anyone?" commented Vince, accompanied by the other kids from "Recess".
"What would you kids like for Christmas?" Mickey smiled to the Recess gang.
"At least two weeks of no school!" TJ replied. "Nice meetin' ya, Mr. Mouse."
"Bugs, grubs, worms, and beetles!" Pumbaa smiled as he listed his Christmas wishes.
"And air freshener." Timon quickly added in.
"Oh, cuz of his farts." 2017 Louie commented.
"Thank you, 'Llywelyn'." 2017 Huey rolled his eyes.
"I was just saying, Hubert!" 2017 Louie retorted.
"Lou-Ellen? Like Sue-Ellen!" Lionel laughed, falling on the floor and rolling around.
"Hey!" 2017 Louie complained.
Cherry cupped her mouth with a small snicker.
"Your voice will do nicely." Ursula smirked to Mickey, holding out her seashell necklace.
"No thanks, he's still using it!" Lionel joked in mid-laugh.
"I wish I wasn't a dumb old llama anymore!" Kuzco cried as he was a llama again.
"I think someone stole his voice." Cherry commented as Kuzco didn't sound like he did in the movie.
"They couldn't afford David Spade on a TV-show budget," Lionel explained. "They had to get a sound-alike. Happens all the time!"
"That trope is always painful to me." Cherry commented.
"What do I wish for Christmas, Mickey?" The Beast replied as he held Belle in his arm. "I wish that everyone will find their inner beauty."
"Aww..." The crowd awed to that heartwarming wish.
"Yeah. Good thing Melissa Fahn was able to voice your other self, and Mae Whitman provides your current voice!" Lionel explained. "And I'm voiced by Peter MacNicol, with other me voiced by Gabe Khouth!"
"You're all I wish for, Mo." Atticus smiled to the tomboy.
"Oh, Atticus, that's sweet." Mo blushed to that as she hugged him.
Lionel smirked, rolling his eyes. "Well, as far as friends go... You're definitely the best, Cherry." he replied.
"Ah, I wouldn't call myself the best." Cherry replied.
"Well, you're the only one I've known...not to mention my first friend, even if we didn't get along..." Lionel replied.
"Well, I didn't know what to think," Cherry shrugged about their first meeting. "First impressions are always strange."
"Aren't they, though?" Lionel added. "But, like all first meetings, the follow-ups are usually better. Eventually, we became friends... And so much more~!"
"Yeah... I just don't know how to react around new people some of the time though." Cherry replied.
"It's cool, I get'cha." Lionel soothed.