Alas, here we are, in the final chapter of A Very Time Lord Christmas! Thank you all for staying with me for 25 days! Anyway, Merry belated Christmas! As I mentioned in the last chapter, I, of course, was busy on Christmas, so I didn't write. Anyway, here's the last chapter, and it features ever single character that appeared in this story so far and then some! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I still don't own Doctor Whoooooooo.

'Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the night,

The author felt bad that he hadn't decided to write.
So he stopped rhyming that poem and decided to write again! Away to his computer he flew like a flash, threw open Microsoft Word and began to type, not necessarily rhyming or anything like that.

He decided that "A Very Time Lord Christmas" would go out with a bang.

Then, he decided to stop talking in third person.

I began to type. What should I do for this chapter? I just had no idea. Sooooooo, I decided to have an enormous Christmas party! Into existence in the universe of the chapter, I wrote a planet known as X-Z9384. It was a huge planet, full of pine trees and snow and mountains and Christmas-like animal-like aliens, such as white rabbit look-alikes and flying reindeer.

Then, I caused every Time Lord who'd been entrapped on the vanishing Gallifrey to teleport to the planet. I also made every other living Time Lord, including the Doctor, the Giver, and the Master (wait what) crash their TARDISes.
"What's going on?" cried Amy.

"Meow!" exclaimed Mistletoe.

And indeed, they had just crashed, upon a planet known as X-Z9384. As they stepped out of the crashed TARDIS, they looked around and saw… everyone. Everyone who had ever appeared in the story up to this point.
An enormous Christmas party had been set up, and for the sake of the plot, everyone was going along with it without any questions, including the newest partyers, Amy, Rory, the Doctor, and Mistletoe.

"WOULD YOU LIKE A CHRISTMAS CUPCAKE?" Dalek Claus offered the Doctor.

"Oh yes, thank you," the Doctor said, taking it.

"How about some lemonade?" asked Ood Theta.

"Oh, sure," the Doctor said, taking it.
Everyone, even the villains, were mingling and having a good time.

"Attention!" the Thirteenth Doctor, aka the Rabbit Doctor, said through a microphone, up on a large stage. "We have an announcement!"

Everyone fell quiet.

"We have a message for the readers and reviewers of this story," Belle announced.

"WE SEND OUR GREETINGS AND GRATITUTE TO THE READERS AND REVIEWERS OF 'A VERY TIME LORD CHRISTMAS'! THANK YOU FOR READING THIS FAR AND FOR LEAVING YOUR REVIEW ON WHAT YOU THOUGHT!" Dalek Claus said.

"Yes, indeed!" the Thirteenth Doctor said. "By the way, none of this Christmas party is canon."

"Anyway, thanks for reading dis fanfic yo!" yelled a random gangsteresque Dalek.

"INDEED!" shouted Dalek Claus. "SADLY, I AM ACTUALLY STILL DEAD, HOWEVER."
Everyone in the crowd let out an, "awwwwww".

"Merry Christmas!" I shouted, writing myself blatantly into the story, descending from the sky.

"Thanks, everyone, for reading this!" I yelled.

"Meow!" Mistletoe meowed into the microphone. "Meow!"
"Yes, I agree," I told her.

"Meow," she told me.

"Well, that's a bit rude."
"By the way, are you all wondering who died in 'Moffat Hunt'?" asked Steven Moffat with an evil smirk.

Everyone groaned.

"Well, you still have to wait two more years to find out!"
Everyone booed and threw eggs and rotten tomatoes.

"Um," I said. "Anyway… Dalek Claus?"
"THANK YOU FOR READING HUMANS!" Dalek Claus exclaimed. "MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT! I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO SAY THAT!"

Welp, there we go. Thanks again for reading and reviewing! Look out to see if I will release the Giver's story or not! Gimme feedback on that! Bye! Merry Christmas!