One little girl then observed the 'snow' the kids who were dressed up as angels dropped from the sky.

"Wait a second, this snow isn't cold!" She protested.

"Yeah its tropical snow." Dudley shrugged.

"It's popcorn." The girl frowned after sniffing a kernel.

"Tasty tropical snow." Dudley tossed a piece into his mouth.

The girl and some other kids protested that they wanted real snow.

"Hey I'm just a reindeer I can't promise you real snow." Dudley chuckled, picking up the little girl.

"Hey Dudley!" Keswick suddenly whispered. "I got the stuh-stuff!"

Dudley looked and saw Santa Keswick with a bag of presents.

"But I can promise you each a present." Dudley smiled with a hinting tone.

The kids cheered, forgetting all about there not being any real snow. They ran off to the tree to look for their presents.

"Hey wait for me!" The girl called as Dudley set her down. "Where's my present?"

Keswick laughed as the kids dug through the bag he brought.

Meanwhile, Kitty was overseeing the buffet. Dudley decided to check on things.

"And don't forget to donate something for Timmy." Kitty said to one secret angel who had collected a few cookies.

The secret angel tossed a coin into a tin can that was on the table.

"Well hello Kitty." Dudley flirted.

"Hello yourself tall dark and Blitzen." Kitty replied, smiling.

"For you Cupid, I'm a Dasher." Dudley tossed a cookie into his mouth and then picked up the tin can. "So you got lots of loot for Timmy?" He shook the can. "Cha-ching!"

"Yes, and it's really going to help the little guy Dudley." Kitty turned towards the pup with the cast.

Timmy was running with some other kids, but couldn't keep up very well. He even lost his balance and fell onto the ground, but laughed it off.

"Look at him, every year his leg gets worse and he never complains." Kitty sighed, obviously feeling sorry for Timmy.

"Yeah, I hope the little squirt gets that operation." Dudley dropped a coin into the can. "He deserves it."

"Hey Dudley!" Keswick called out; he was surrounded by kids. "I only got tuh-two hands! Duh-Dudley!" He both laughed and protested.

"I've got an idea, how about we distract the little tykes with another song?" Dudley went over to Keswick to help him.

"Yeah let's all sing nuh-now!" Keswick agreed.

"One more time!" A small secret angel said.

"One more time!" A scruffy small secret angel agreed.

SECRET ANGELS:
When we hear a Christmas carol we know that it's Christmas at last
Every time we hear-

"Bah humbug!" A harsh voice snapped.

Everyone gasped and turned towards the voice. A rat in a lab coat and a shrew wearing glasses showed up. Due to everyone's reaction it was obvious that those two were very unwelcome. The kids hid behind various secret angels, especially Keswick and Dudley.

"Oh no, it's Snaptrap and Luh-Larry!" Keswick groaned.

Snaptrap and Larry continued walking towards a booth, passing the piano. Larry hopped on the piano, causing a secret angel who was hiding in it to rise up and fall back in again. Larry then caught up with Snaptrap.

Snaptrap used to be a thief, but had gotten tired of being sent to jail. He agreed to do community service instead, and now was working as a delivery boy for a loan company. However there were rumors that he asked for more interest than the company allowed just so that he could gain some money for himself. No one could prove it unfortunately. Larry was his brother-in-law who reluctantly worked for him.

"Don't stop on my account, I'm just here to collect a few debts." Snaptrap growled as he knocked a tiny snowman off the table.

Timmy gasped as the snowman broke next to him.

"Hey mister that wasn't nice!" Timmy glared.

"Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo." Snaptrap said mockingly. "Now beat it gimpy!"

"Well I might get better, but you'll be ugly forever!" Timmy retorted.

Snaptrap actually laughed.

"Hey not bad kid, you got spunk. But don't push your luck." Snaptrap patted Timmy's head.

"Big dope." Timmy muttered as he hobbled off.

"Okay Larry, who's first?" Snaptrap asked.

Larry adjusted his glasses.

"Kitty: ten hundred." Larry read.

"What? Ten?" Kitty cried. "No, I only borrowed four hundred!"

"Interest honey." Snaptrap smirked. "I work for a business here, not a charity!"

"Oh come on Snaptrap, it's Christmas Eve a time of giving." Dudley smiled as he leaned on the table.

Snaptrap at first seemed to like the sound of that...

"Then gimme the eight hundred you owe me!" Snaptrap snapped.

"It's not due yet ya tightwad, so I'm not paying now." Dudley retorted, crossing his arms.

"You'll pay now Dudley." Snaptrap declared, pulling out a weird-looking whistle and hopping onto the table. "In fact, you all will!"

Larry put on a pair of earmuffs. Snaptrap now was sitting on the table.

"Allow me boss." Larry plugged Snaptrap's ears with his finger.

Snaptrap and Larry evilly chuckled, and then Snaptrap blew the whistle. A weird glowing green light came out of the whistle and formed itself into an evil looking legless dragon! Before the kids and secret angels could react the green dragon went through all their ears, hypnotizing them. Their eyes became green and yellow circles. Dudley was the last free one, and he tried to escape but it was too late.

"Give." He said in a monotone voice, taking off his antler hat.

"Give. Give. Give. Give. Give. Give. Give." The other secret angels and kids repeated, taking out the cash they had.

They lined up in front of the table Snaptrap was sitting at and dumped the cash on the table. Snaptrap had moved to the seating part of the booth by this point. Since Dudley didn't owe them anything he just put his antler hat on the table.

"Oh well aren't you too generous?" Larry smirked, holding out a bag so that Snatrap could put the cash in it. "Wow!"

He just saw Dudley's antler hat, and put it on. He then found a pink pinwheel; apparently one of the kids put it there.

"Okay, start loading up the stuff Larry, we're moving out." Snaptrap ordered.

Larry didn't listen, he just played with the pinwheel.

"I said let's go! Larry!" Snaptrap was getting very impatient. "Larry!" He glared.

"Oh, I used to have one of these in blue." Larry looked at the pinwheel fondly.

Snaptrap smashed it.

"Hey!" Larry protested.

"Now hop to it you peabrain!" Snaptrap ordered. "Now I'm dashing through the snow, with a big sack full of dough!" He then sang mockingly before noticing the bag by Keswick. "Oh, oh and grab those toys too!"

"Seasons greetings." Larry chuckled to Keswick. "Losers!"

By this point, Kitty had snapped out of the hypnotism.

"What was that?" She shook her head.

Snaptrap then noticed the buffet.

"Oo, food." He took out another bag and tossed it all into it - obviously he didn't want to ruin the cash.

He then was about to leave, when he noticed the can on the table.

"What have we here?" He grabbed it and shook it, realizing it was full of money.

"Hey!" Kitty protested, noticing this. "No that's for Timmy's operation! He won't recover without it stop! Timmy needs that cash!" She ran after him.

It was too late, Snaptrap and Larry were nearly gone.

"Heh-heh, so do I sister." Snaptrap called back. "So do I."

"Hey everybody wake up!" Kitty called.

The other secret angels and kids shook their heads, snapping out of their hypnotism.

"Come on!" Kitty said to the few who were still hypnotized. "We were robbed!"

Finally only Dudley was still hypnotized.

"Dudley? Dudley." Kitty sighed and went over to him.

She then blew into his ear, snapping him out of it. He rapidly shook his head.

"Dudley, Kitty, oh-over here!" Keswick called, now at the table were the buffet used to be. "Look he stole Timmy's operation muh-money I just...oo, let me at him! I'll blast him with one of my luh-lasers!"

"What kind of creep would do that?" Dudley asked angrily.

"Dudley," Timmy asked, going up to him. "Why'd that guy take all our stuff?"

"Hey hey, never fear little ones." Dudley smiled. "Santa's favorite reindeer and his number one elf will get your presents back. Every single one."

All the kids cheered.

"Thanks Dudley." Kitty smiled. "Sure you don't need my help?"

"Nah, Keswick and I will be fine." Dudley shook his head. "Besides, you're the hostess and someone's gotta stick around and keep an eye on our guests. Especially the kids, don't want anything to happen to them."

"Very true." Kitty had to agree.

"We'll get those goodies back from Snaptrap before the mistletoe gets cold." Dudley promised as he and Keswick left.

"Uh Duh-Dudley, you know the muh-mistletoe is already cold from being hung out for so luh-long right?" Keswick pointed out.

"Don't you know expressions when you hear them?" Dudley rolled his eyes.

"Suh-sorry. Let's get those puh-presents back!"

"Yeah! HI-GEE-GEE!" Dudley leapt into the air determinedly.

"Hey little man it's getting late." Kitty now said to Timmy. "I think it's time to get you home."

"Aw," Timmy pouted. "I wanted to stay at the party."

"Oh but it's Christmas Eve." Kitty pointed out. "And you know Martha must be missing you."

"Yeah." Timmy agreed, following Kitty towards the sidewalk. "You know, she's not so bad...for a foster sister." He chuckled.

They continued walking towards Timmy's foster home. While most of the orphans came from the orphanage and were going to sleep over at T.U.F.F. Timmy had been partially adopted by a girl named Martha and her mom. Martha and Timmy had bonded, so Martha and her mom decided to take him in. They couldn't afford to completely adopt him so they made a deal with the orphanage: Timmy can live with them for now, but they have pay for his operation before January second. The orphanage, knowing that Martha and her mom were poor, decided to make the payment for adopting Timmy and the payment for his operation the same thing since the operation was more important. If Martha and her mom couldn't raise the money in time then Timmy would have to go back to the orphanage.

It was also why Dudley and Kitty had set up a trust fund for Timmy's operation. They knew Martha and her mom wouldn't be able to raise the money in time so they decided to help. They also knew that the chances of sick kids like Timmy getting adopted were slim, meaning that if Timmy had to go back to the orphanage he might never get another chance at getting a family.

"Am I going to fast for you Timmy?" Kitty asked, noticing that Timmy was getting a little tired.

"No." Timmy said a little tiredly. "I'm okay. Look there's Martha!"

They were just across the street from Timmy's foster home, and Martha, a Cocker Spaniel, was sitting worriedly on the steps of it. Even though she knew where he was she didn't like him staying out so late, especially in cold weather.

"Hey sis!" He called.

"Timmy!" Martha turned and held her arms out. "Come here bro!"

Timmy ran towards Martha.

"Thanks Kitty, Merry Christmas!" He called back, waving with his free hand.

He then ran into Martha's arms, and Martha hugged him.

"Let's get you out of the cold and I'll bandage your leg again okay?" Martha picked him up so he wouldn't have to walk up the steps.

"And maybe some cocoa or eggnog?" Timmy hinted.

"Cocoa it is." Martha laughed.