Finally, a parody of the Christmas special: Christmas Who? Pt 1. I've decided to split half hour episodes into two parts. I hope you enjoy the first part and the second part should be ready sometime on Christmas Eve.

And now, direct from Maple Grove, a fan fiction writer and creator of the Sponge House, Mr. Animator.

We go to Mr. Animator's house, where he's inside decorating for Christmas. He's humming the song Jingle Bells. Then he notices the viewers.

"Oh, hi." He greeted. "I'm Mr. Animator, creator of The Sponge House."

He sees gift wrapping stuck to his hand and pulls it off. Then his co host, Mr. Imitator shows up.

"Merry Christmas, Mr. Animator!"

"That's right, Mr. Imitator. It is Christmas." Mr. Animator walks over to his fireplace. "And there's no Christmas better than a Christmas in Royal Woods."

He picks up a picture of the Loud family wearing Santa hats. "Why, I bet the Louds are gearing up for Santa Claus right now." We cut to the Loud family outside.

"We sure are." Lincoln said.

Lisa uses a remote to send up a bigger chimney for Santa. On the chimney it says "Welcome Santa".

"We're ready!" The family said.

We cut back to Mr. Animator. "It's a good thing there's a genius in the family. And I bet their pets are doing their fair share of the decorating."

Mr. Animator holds out a picture of the family pets wearing Santa hats. We cut to them decorating Charles' dog house with Christmas lights. Cliff turns on the lights, but they flicker and turn off, much to the pets disappointment. Mr. Animator is seen stirring cookie dough in a bowl.

"I'm also preparing for Christmas. Mmm, unbaked cookie dough."

"Can I get a taste?" Mr. Imitator asked.

"Sure, but the rest of this cookie dough is for the fans." Mr. Imitator tastes some cookie dough. There are also cookies in a tray that look like the Loud children. Then Mr. Animator heard three bell sounds on his phone. He checks his phone.

"What's this? Three bells!" He looks at the viewers. "You know what that means?"

"Free ice cream!" The fans' voices are heard.

"No, you goofy goobers." Mr. Animator laughs. "No!"

"It's time to open fan mail?" Mr. Imitator guesses.

"That's right." Mr. Animator sat at a desk and took out the first envelope. He tore it open. "This letter comes from "Anonymous Guy." And he writes "Dear Louds, I'm twelve years old and I was wondering if you liked Santa Claus as much as I do. Sincerely yours, Anonymous Guy."

Mr. Animator looks at the viewers. "A very good question. But you know, Santa Claus didn't always come to Royals Woods on Christmas."

"Has he ever came to Royal Woods?" Mr. Imitator questioned.

"Yes he has, my fine co host." Mr. Animator puts a Lincoln decoration on the Christmas tree, which has other Loud family decorations on it. "Back then, the people of Royal Woods didn't believe in Santa Claus. Hey, who wants to hear the Santa Claus is Coming to Royal Woods story? I'll pass out the cookie dough."

Mr. Animator sees the cookie dough is gone. "Hey, where's the cookie dough?"

Then he sees Mr. Imitator on the floor as he has stuffed himself with cookie dough.

"Hey, you ate all the cookie dough!"

"Sorry man, I couldn't resist." (burps)

"Oh well. On with the fanfic!"

The Louds are preparing for Christmas. Most of the siblings are decorating the tree.

"This tree looks pretty good." Lincoln said. "Great job guys."

"Now all we need is the star." Lola said. Lily hands Luna the star.

"With this star so bright, let's light this Christmas tree tonight." Luna sang in the tune of Rudolph the red nosed reindeer.

"Guys, we have proof!" Lana yelled as she, Lucy, and Lisa ran down the stairs. "He's real! He's real!"

"What? Who's real?"

"Santa Claus!" Lana said excitedly.

"We saw him through my crystal ball." Lucy explained. She held out the ball and the kids saw what appeared to be the North Pole and a man who appeared to be Santa. The siblings were surprised.

"I'm just as surprised as you guys." Lisa stated. "I always thought Santa was a myth."

"But I've never seen him in Royal Woods." Lori said. "I would know. I stay up to peek at the presents."

"He probably knows the citizens of Royal Woods already buy gifts." Lincoln said. "In fact, most towns buy gifts."

"Well, if Santa came make anything then I want to send him a letter." Lana said.

"Yeah. Me too." Lola said.

"I wonder if Santa can give me a new dress." Leni said.

"And give me roller blades." Lynn said.

"I ho ho hope he can bring me a laugh track." Luan mentioned.

"Dude, it would be cooled if I got a Mic Swagger wig." Luna said. The others mentioned what they wanted Santa to bring them.

"You know what? We should spread the news about Santa's existence." Lincoln suggested.

The kids were at their father's restaurant, chatting with Mr. Grouse and Flip. Lucy has showed them Santa through her crystal ball.

"And you pretend to like the fruitcake." Luan said.

"But most importantly," Lana said. -"you can write a letter to Santa and tell him what you want for Christmas and he'll bring it to you."

"Just like a genie." Leni added.

"Well, any guy who gives away free gifts is a friend of mine." Flip said.

"That's the spirit, Flip." Lincoln handed him a paper and pencil. "Here. You can get started on your letter."

Flip took the pencil and paper.

"I don't know if I'm comfortable with some jolly troller breaking into my house and leaving gifts." Mr. Grouse said.

"Like a genie." Leni repeated.

"Pipe down, Grouse. I'm trying to concentrate." Flip left with his paper. "This thing is as good as a blank check direct from the first national bank of Santa Claus."

"Oh brother." Mr. Grouse grumbled.

Lincoln held out a paper for Mr. Grouse. "Here Mr. Grouse. Write a letter."

"Lincoln, grow up. Nobody's gonna give me a present just because I write them a stupid letter."

"What about your family?"

"Ok, besides them. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got some decorating to do." Mr. Grouse left.

"Oh well. Let's get to writing our letters." The kids all got to work.

Hmm, what do I write? Lincoln thought and began writing. Dear Santa, all I want for Christmas is for you to visit Royal Woods on Christmas. From Lincoln Loud.

Then he folded the letter and put the letter in an envelope.

Outside, Lisa was presenting some new invention to her siblings. "My siblings, I've invented this teleporting mechanism specifically designed to send items to the North Pole and in Santa's mailbox. The hopes of everyone rests on the success of its voyage."

"Let's do this!" Lana said.

"Santa!" Leni said.

Everyone put their letters in and they were transported to the North Pole.

"Where's Santa?" Leni asked.

"He doesn't come until Christmas Eve." Lincoln stated. Then Lynn Sr. and Rita showed up with their letters.

"Hey guys, we're done with our letters." Lynn Sr. said.

"I wished for free spa coupons." Rita said.

"And I wished for a new cowbell." Lynn Sr. mentioned.

They put their letters in the machine. Flip came over. "Ok guys, my demands, er, I mean my wish to Santa is ready."

"What did you wish for?" Lincoln asked.

"A pony."

Lincoln gave him a strange look. "Really?"

"With bags full of money!"

Lincoln put his letter through the teleporter. Soon, the news spread all over town and more people came to deliver their letters.

"And what did you wish for Darcy?" Lisa asked.

"A stuffed zebra." Darcy said. Her letter was transported.

Liam appeared with his letter. "I'd like the biggest cowboy hat ever." His letter was transported.

Benny came over. "I want a unicycle." His letter was teleported. Next, came Sam.

"I need a new stereo." Her letter was transported. All the citizens were getting their letters in. Mr. Grouse walked through the crowd of people.

"Excuse me. Pardon me. Outta the way."

"Oh, Mr. Grouse. Have you made your wish?" Lana asked.

"My wish is that the people of Royal Woods will stop paying attention to the inane drivel that is constantly streaming out of these preposterous Loud kids."

A moment of silence.

"Gee Mr. Grouse, maybe Santa will like, bring me a dictionary so I can understand what you just said." Leni said. Mr. Grouse gives her a blank stare.

"Ok people, we've got a lot to do now that we've summoned ourselves to Santa Claus." Lincoln announced as Mr. Grouse walked off angrily. "We must ready ourselves for his arrival."

The citizens cheered.

The Louds and the rest of the town prepare for Christmas, with a musical number.

Louds: It's shaping up to be a wonderful holiday. Not your normal average everyday.

Mr. Grouse: Sounds like someone fell my old apple tree. Loud kids, why'd you do this to me?

Louds: The world feels like it's in loverly

Mr. Grouse: Go away before I harm you bodily

Louds: This Christmas feels like the very best Christmas to me. They'll be shopping, decorating, and plenty of snow (plenty of snow)

Lincoln: Hey guys, who's that under the mistletoe? (the mistletoe)

Mr. Grouse: What? Who? Me? Would you look at the time, I should go

Lena: People seem a little more neighborly (neighborly)

Flip: Here's a special to you from me (to you from me)

Louds: Even the trash on Christmas smells sweetly. This Christmas feels like the very first Christmas to me.

Luan does a goofy dance and bursts through the front door of Mr. Grouse's house.

Mr. Grouse: What do you want? Can't you see that I'm busy?

Louds: Step outside. We've got something for you to see.

Mr. Grouse: Louds, take this stuff down immediately.

Louds: Chestnuts roasting and burns in the third degree

Citizens: Tonight things are as good as they seem to be.

Leni: A star on top will complete all the scenery

Citizens and Lynn Sr. in a high voice: This Christmas feels like the very best Christmas to meeeee! This Christmas feels like the very best Christmas to meeeee!

Annoyed, Mr. Grouse shut the curtains on his window.

We go back to Mr. Animator. "Is Mr. Grouse right? Will Santa come to Royal Woods? Stay tuned."