Daffy sat in his office, whistling a tune and sitting in his chair, looking at the newspaper. "Hmm... Profits are good, but we can do better," he said to himself before looking over to see Penelope Spectra in her shadow form. "What do you think, hovering ghost lady?"
"I say it's time to change your attitude." Penelope replied.
Daffy then looked jaw-dropped and alarmed by her. "I-I-I-I-YIKES!" he then stammered and hid under his desk. "Do my eyes deceive me or am I being visited by a ghost?!"
"Not just any ghost," Penelope replied. "Penelope Spectra from the Ghost Zone, a wispy black ghost, but also hits of shadow powers within ghostly elements I happen to possess."
"I heard about you!" Daffy panicked. "You look to feed off misery! Please don't take my happiness!"
"What happiness?" Penelope scoffed. "You're nothing but a miserable Grinch this time of year."
"That's not true, I'm nice to everybody!" Daffy replied. "Especially to my customers!"
"Oh, yeah?" Penelope huffed. "Well, my niece has a friend named Zoey Gibson, her mother is really sick, and you wouldn't even give her any medicine!"
"I have a good reason!" Daffy defended. "I needed that money for my chair!"
"Her mother is sick! Really sick!" Penelope replied. "All you can think about is that chair?!"
"It's comfy." Daffy said.
"You deserve this!" Penelope glared. "You're worse than our current President of the United States!"
"Oh, that is so not true," Daffy replied. "I'm a lot nicer than the president we have at the White House now."
"Don't get me started on him," Penelope muttered. "I'm sorry, but this still stands. You are even worse than the Buxaplenty family in Nicktropolis."
"Hey!" Daffy glared.
"Probably even worse than Vlad Masters." Penelope continued.
Daffy glared slightly. "What's your point?"
"You'll be visited by other ghosts," Penelope smirked. "They will show you the true meaning of Christmas, and they will-Huh?"
Daffy was now trying to sneak out of his office to avoid the ghost.
"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" Penelope soon yelled as she turned into a shadow ghost monster.
Daffy screamed and bumped into a statue of himself which it cracked and went into pieces.
"Serves you right," Penelope huffed. "And I'm just the appetizer with more ghosts on the line to haunt you for the holidays. Each more terrifying than the last! Each on a quest for your very soul! Change, Daffy, before it's too late!"
"Wait a minute," Daffy glared slightly. "This is some trick. Who put you up to this? Was it the rabbit or did my subordinates hire you to scare me into getting some dignity?"
"The Ghost Zone might be on holiday, but I never rest when my niece needs a favor." Penelope glowered.
Penelope laughed as she then disappeared from the office, leaving Daffy all alone. He was scared and shaking, and Mike, Lu, and Og were right behind him.
"What's up, Doc?" Mike greeted.
Daffy yelped and jumped to the ceiling.
"Wow, and I thought only Dawn could do that." Mike chuckled to herself.
"You look like you've seen a ghost," Lu said to Daffy. "And trust me, I know ghosts, I was once haunted by my Great-Aunt Lulu, she was such a selfish old hag."
"Well, what are you guys doing here?!" Daffy glared.
"We asked a little guy with the helmet downstairs if he knew of any cheap skates, and he sent us up here." Mike replied.
"Out, out, OUT!" Daffy glared at the three of them. "Nobody even cares about your Cartoon Cartoon series, so disappear from everyone else's nostalgia like The X's, The Replacements, or Squirrel Boy!"
Ling-Ling popped up on Mike's shoulder, growling at the duck as yellow spikes popped out from his back.
"Oh, and take that hideous Pikachu wannabe with you." Daffy then said about Ling-Ling.
"That does it!" Ling-Ling snapped as he soon jumped up in the air and made a blue and black ball in his hands to attack Daffy with.
"Mike, control your pet!" Daffy screamed. "It's going to kill me!"
"Hmm..." Mike hummed in thought as she watched as Ling-Ling actually looked as though he could kill Daffy right then and there.
"I say your pet should," Lu agreed about the killing. "It would serve the duck right."
"Hmm..." Og hummed in thought as he wondered what his Philosophical group would do.
"Okay, Ling-Ling, scare his feathers off, but don't kill him," Mike said before looking into the fourth wall. "This is a family holiday special."
Ling-Ling nodded to his new owner and shot the shadow ball at the ceiling. Daffy yelped as that hurt and burnt his tail feathers off. Ling-Ling then landed on the floor and bowed as a random gong was sounded from nowhere.
"Come on, guys," Mike said as she picked up the battle monster and set him on her shoulder. "Let's go finish our Christmas shopping."
"Hai!" Ling-Ling nodded to Mike. "Uh, Mike... Pretty please...?"
"What?" Mike smirked.
"Pretty please can Ling-Ling check out the Sailor Moon manga?" Ling-Ling pleaded. "She only fourteen which is legal in my country."
"Well, all right, I guess you can," Mike allowed. "Don't run off too far though."
"Yes!" Ling-Ling cheered. "When can we meet Sailor Moon?"
Mike rolled her eyes with a smirk.
"Mike, answer me!" Ling-Ling pouted as he went after Mike, Lu, and Og. "My Little Pony gets to meet Sailor Moon, why not us?!"
Daffy soon came down from the ceiling and the Roadrunner zipped inside with a present in his beak.
"Beep-Beep!" The Roadrunner spoke.
Daffy, once again, got scared and jumped into the ceiling again. "I told you about that sound you make!" he scolded the roadrunner. "It just plain gets on my nerves!" he then crashed from the ceiling into his desk with a piece of the ceiling still on his head.
The Roadrunner just smirked and zipped away.
Daffy soon fell from his chair and the present slid from his desk and landed on him. "Well, looky here," The black duck smiled. "It's a Chrisstmas present, and it's from my favorite person: Me!" He jumped happily as he sat down on the floor and tore open his Christmas present and took out a gadget with a smile. "Oh, it's my very own PassMaster 7000 Smart Office Remote!" he then took out a mirror with his other hand. "Thank you, me!" he then put the mirror away as he pushed a button on the remote to crunch up his messed up desk to replace it with a brand new one.
The remote control was shaking and it said 'VISITOR' and even the door knocked. Daffy pressed a button to open the door. It was Huckleberry Hound who was starting to fall asleep.
Daffy pushed the button again which made an arm reach out and grab Huckleberry Hound and bring him forward. "What is it, Hound?" he then demanded.
Huckleberry snored as he sang 'My Darling Clementine' in his sleep. Daffy pushed the button which made an arm come down and slap Huckleberry Hound awake.
"Owch!" Huckleberry yelped before he looked around and realized that he was in his boss's office.
"Well, what is it, you lazy blue dog?" Daffy glared impatiently.
"Well, sir, I've been working 37 triple shifts, Mr. Duck," Huckleberry began only to see that his boss was not paying attention. "Ahem?!"
"Yeah, yeah, just get it over with." Daffy told him.
"I'm delirious, sir," Huckleberry told Daffy before stretching his eye lids. "I can't keep my eyes open!"
"Yeesh!" Daffy winced at that in disgust. "Drink Espresso, pinch yourself, JUST GET BACK TO WORK!"
Once the button was pushed, an arm then came down to drag Huckleberry Hound out of the office.
"Oh, who does he think he-" Huckleberry glared before he soon fell asleep and snored.
Marvin came into the office. An arm grabbed him a chair and sat right in front of his boss, who was counting money. Daffy looked annoyed as he was interrupted, but soon put on a quick smile to his alien employee.
"I am so very homesick, Mr. Duck." Marvin told Daffy.
"Well, get back to work!" Daffy told the Martian.
"But it's Christmas Eve, and I miss my family," Marvin replied. "Oh, I just yearn to hang a laser garland with my laser cannon."
"Okay, I think I can arrange it." Daffy replied.
"Oh, goody, goody!" Marvin beamed and clapped his hands. "My little Marcia will be so pleased that her favorite Uncle Marvin will be home for Christmas while she's off school. I should probably tell Gazoo about this as well."
"Bon voyage, Space Boy." Daffy smirked as he pushed the button and made a rocket launcher from the chair Marvin sat in.
Zoey was in the hallway, talking to someone. "Now, you stay out here," she told her newest friend. "I won't be in that long."
"I still don't understand why I can't just beat the crap out of him." A gruff woman's voice replied.
"Because I don't want you to get in trouble again, Jasper." Zoey replied.
"You make me sick sometimes..." The woman muttered.
"Oh, come on, at least I'm giving you a place to stay, and Mom really likes you." Zoey defended.
"Whatever..." Jasper rolled her eyes. "As long as I get more of that loaf she made my first night there."
"I'm sure you've got a deal," Zoey smiled. "I'll just text Mom about that."
The two girls saw Marvin came out with a rocket launcher, screaming.
"Oh, that duck makes me so very angry!" The Martian snapped about Daffy. "Not even my Martian Queen, Tyr'ahnee would be so crass!"
"I'm going in," Zoey told the Gem. "Remember, Jasper, stay out here until I get back."
"Fine." Jasper replied.
Marvin looked nervously to the big Gem as Zoey left the two of them alone with each other.
"What are you looking at, Small Fry?" Jasper huffed to Marvin. "Were you looking at Zoey behind my back?!"
"Oh, no, sir," Marvin replied. "I didn't even know that she was with you."
"Excuse me, what did you call me?" Jasper glared.
"Uh, I apologize, I'm just passing by..." Marvin replied anxiously, and he then zipped away to get back to work.
"Wimp." Jasper chuckled.
Porky was soon on his way into his boss's office.
"Oh, hello, Porky, how's Priscilla?" Zoey smiled to the pig.
"Ah, M-M-Miss Zoey, nice to s-s-s-s-s-What a surprise." Porky smiled back.
"Have you met my new friend, Jasper?" Zoey replied as she showed the former evil Gem.
"Erm, uh, J-J-Jasper?" Porky asked. "Priscilla t-t-talks about the Crystal Gems all the time, but, isn't that one evil?"
"Well, she's rough at times, but she won't hurt you, I promise." Zoey smiled to the stuttering pig.
"Oh, he-he-he-hello there, J-J-Jasper," Porky greeted. "I'm Porky Pig."
"Red, that pig just talked." Jasper raised her eyebrows.
"Man, you really are out of this world," Zoey smiled to Jasper. "But don't worry, you'll get used to this town, I promise you that."
"If you say so..." Jasper shrugged.
"E-E-E-Excuse me, ladies, I need to talk with my b-b-boss right now." Porky told Zoey and Jasper.
"Actually, I was going to talk to him about something, but you can go ahead of me," Zoey replied. "I can wait, I'm in no hurry."
"Th-Th-This sh-should be just a minute..." Porky told Zoey before knocking the door and going into the office. "I-I-I n-n-n-need to speak with you, Mr. Duck. As assistant assistant m-m-m-manager, I feel it's my respons-respons-respons-respons-uh, duty to speak on the behalf of th-th-th-th-the other employees."
Daffy tried to push a button to get rid of him, but nothing seemed to happen. "I already 'quote, unquote', took care of the others, so if there isn't anything else..."
"Uh, w-w-well, sir," Porky said nervously as Daffy kept trying to push his button. "I would like to take tomorrow off, so I can spend Christmas Day with my d-d-daughter, Priscilla. A-A-Also, my nephews will be coming to get away from the B-B-Big Bad Wind-Up Wolf."
"Hmm..." Daffy hummed in thought.
"Please, sir?" Porky begged.
"What is it with you and your daughter?" Daffy scoffed. "You act like you're her father or something!"
"Sh-She's my little girl, sir," Porky frowned. "And well... With her mother gone, I-I'm the only close family she has. Uh, please, sir? Just show a little Christmas spirit..."
"Why, I'd like to, Pig," Daffy smiled at first before hoisting himself off of the desk before walking Porky out the door. "I really would, but how would it look to the other employees? You can't always be thinking of yourself!" he then kicked Porky right out of the door. "Now quit your sniffling and go assistant assistant manage something! We still have last minute shoppers to exploit!"
"Hi, Porky, is there something the matter?" Zoey asked.
"Oh, it's nothing," Porky sighed. "You can go in now."
Zoey frowned to him and soon came in. "Uh, Mr. Duck?"
"What now?" Daffy complained.
"Well, I was wondering if you could help me," Zoey replied. "You see, my mom's sick, really sick, and I was hoping if you could get the medicine that you promised me that you would get?"
"Medicine, huh?" Daffy asked.
"Yes, so, I was wondering if you could help me," Zoey nodded. "I really need it for my mom."
Daffy rolled his eyes. "I dunno, little girl, I am quite busy."
"Being a rich and greedy duck?" Zoey glared. "Even Scrooge McDuck has a heart for Huey, Dewey, and Louie!"
"Listen, kid, I don't have time to get your mom that medicine," Daffy replied. "She's probably just got a cold or something."
"Listen, Mr. Duck, I hate to do this, but my friend is out in the hallway and she really likes my mom too." Zoey said.'
"Oh, your friend, huh?" Daffy asked.
"Come on in, Jasper." Zoey called out.
Jasper soon came inside and crossed her arms while glaring to Daffy.
"Gah!" Daffy gulped and hid underneath his desk. "Please don't let your friend hurt me."
"Too late, I already made up my mind!" Jasper grinned darkly as she leaned over the desk and reached out for Daffy.
"Okay, okay, I'll help you, I'll help you," Daffy trembled. "Just don't hurt me!"
"Jasper, you didn't have to do that." Zoey told the formerly evil Gem.
"I wanted to." Jasper smirked before dropping Daffy into his desk.
"Anyway, thank you, Daffy," Zoey smiled. "This will be a great Christmas after all since Mom just loves the holidays."
"Y-Y-Yes, that's true," Daffy admitted. "Is there anything else you need?"
"I want you to change your attitude before you end up as a roast duck," Zoey warned before leaving with Jasper. "Come on, Jasper, let's go see Mom."
Jasper nodded and then left with the indie chick.
Later on at the Mall, everyone was working extra hard since Christmas shopping would almost be over and it would be the 25th before they knew it. Daffy's only concern seemed to be about getting all the money he could for the holiday season. Daffy was getting more greedy than Mr. Krabs and that was saying something, he was throwing the money into the air that was in his office. Jerry frowned and shook his head as he watched his poor cousin Speedy nearly to death.
"Poor Speedy," Pixie frowned. "I wish that there was something we could do, Dixie."
"Same here, Pixie." Dixie agreed.
Jerry nodded in agreement with Pixie and Dixie, as of course, he never spoke a word, much like Tom.
The workers were grabbing the Darbie dolls and Wile E. was marking it down on the clipboard and one of them accidentally grabbed him, thinking he was a toy. The employees worked extra hard since Daffy made them as there were so much sales going on since it was close to the Christmas holiday.
"Who needs a White Christmas when you can have a green one instead?" Daffy laughed as he threw more money in the air.
There was soon a whistle blown.
"Whoa!" Daffy smiled as he checked his wristwatch. "Time flies when you're rich!" he then slid down the money slide and pushed a button to keep his money in a safe place, and replaced his Newton balls with a speaker. "It's a good thing I don't pay overtime," he smirked before pushing the button at the top of the speaker. "Attention, Lucky Duck shoppers, for your convenience, our store will reopen at 5:00 AM on Christmas morning, and will remain open 'til midnight! You owe your thanks to the Lucky Duck employees who live to serve me! Uh, you."
"Are you serious?!" Dixie asked. "Then Speedy won't be able to stay for Christmas dinner!"
Jerry frowned as he wouldn't be able to spend Christmas with his cousin.
Later on, it was soon 6:00, and that meant that everyone could go home, though they were unhappy about more work with no time off.
"Hey, Dumb Muscle, don't forget to punch out." Daffy told Ralph through the intercom.
"Duh, I'll punch youse out!" Ralph glared as he then punched his hand through the intercom which punched Daffy's beak off with feathers in his fist.
"I asked for that." Daffy mumbled.
Everyone soon left the store to go home for only seven hours.
"M-Merry Christmas, Mr. Duck, s-s-see you in a few hours." Porky said as he shut the door as it began to snow while he walked off.
A taxi cab soon drove by and dropped off three identical pig brothers, each in their own color coordinated coats of red, pink, and aqua.
"B-B-Boys, y-y-y-you came e-e-e-e-e-e-you're arrived already." Porky said to his nephews.
"That's right, Uncle Porky." The first pig replied.
"We got you some gifts." The second pig added.
"We are so excited about spending time with you." The third pig concluded.
"Oh, h-h-how sweet, um, let's get home to your cousin, Priscilla." Porky smiled to his nephews.
The three little pigs smiled back and went to join their uncle to his home.
