Tails, Knuckles, Sonic, and Killer Frost were still figuring out a way to save Santa from the clutches of Dr Eggman. As they were thinking, the large telescreen scattered across the large city showed a fat man with blue shades over his eyes and having a long, white mustache, and he had a long, white beard, and he was wearing a Santa Claus outfit - the coat, the hat, the boots, and the belt.

This man looked rather rounder than Santa is, and he had a rather unctuous smile on his face, and it looked rather greasy. "Ho ho ho!" he said in a rather low and hoarse voice in his throat. "Hello everyone, and Merry Christmas to people of all ages!"

Many children in the streets cheered for the supposed Santa Claus appearing on the screen. Of course, many other kids were not as stupid as they looked, and they know that this was not the real Santa at all. "Oh, you got to be kidding me." Sonic narrowed his eyes.

"To all people of the Earth, this is Santa Claus sending you all a very important message of something urgent." Eggman continued talking. "You see, there is not enough money for me and my... elves to make more toys this Christmas!"

The kids looked very shocked and they looked like as if Santa had just died. "No more toys!?" a little girl exclaimed, and many kids started to panic over this.

"There is only one solution to this little problem." the imposter continued talking, "you all have to send a good amount of money to poor ole Santa here, and it goes for the adorable little children as well." he gave his unctuous smile again and he had his hands together.

"Ugh, that creep." Knuckles growled. "Conning these kids to give up their money and toys so he can benefit himself."

"Talk about mooching." Tails remarked.

"Well, we need to get to the North Pole if we're to rescue Santa." said Killer Frost. "Tails, maybe you can get a plane for us."

"wait, I thought you can create ice slides." the fox boy pointed.

Chucking, Louise replied: "yes, but, I can't create blasts of ice for that long over long distances. I will run out of ice and a full recharge takes at least about twelve hours."

"Oh. Right." Sonic said. "Makes sense. But now what are we going to do?"

"Wait, I thought you can make a plane for is, Tails." Knuckles wondered.

"I can have some adjustments to the Tornado, but it would take a little while." a new idea came in Tauls' head and he had a hopeful smile. "I think I know someone who can get us to the North Pole on time to save Christmas."

"Now my citizens," Eggman said. "Every toy and piece of money counts to Santa. And one you dl that, I will bring you all something extra nice for Christmas this year. Something way better than a pony."

Dozens of kids shouted with joy and excitement hearing that. They were believing a lie, and the heroes knew that it will not end well if they don't go to the North Pole to save Santa. "So, what's your idea, Tails?" Sonic asked curiously.

"Jacques Germain." Tails replied. "He's an old friend of mine and he's in the French Foreign Legion. Well, I think he's still in there. We used to hang out sometimes and he is a great flyer in his platoon."

"Good idea." Knuckles said. "Where can we find him?"

"I'll give him a call and he can give us a lift in his small passenger plane. It's enough to fit ten people inside. He picked up the phone and when he answered, he said: "salut, Jacques. C'est Tails ici. Je besoin de ton aide. (Hello Jacques, this is Tails, I need your help.)"

"Tails, agréable d'entendre à nouveau votre voix. Qu'EST-ce que c'est? (Tails, nice tonhesr your voice again. What is it?)"

"Well, we have a problem." Tails replied. "Santa has been kidnapped by Eggman, and Eggman plans to ruin christmas for getting toys and money for himself. Do you think you can fly us over there?"

"Of course, Tails." said Jacques. "Just give me almost an hour. I'll get over to where you are as fast as I can."

"Alrignt, but hurry, s'il vous plait. There's no time to lose. Au revoir."

"I will be very quick Tails, I promise. Au revoir." The fox boy and French pilot hunt up in the phone and the fox boy turned his attention back to his friends, telling them: "he's on his way, and it might take an hour before he gets here."

"Well, I hope you're right, Tails. Christmas is around the corner." said Killer Frost. "The last thing we want is to arrive too late."

"And who knows what Egg butt will do the real Santa."

"I know. But I promise you, Jacques is one of the best pilots in the legion. If anyone can get us there, in time, it's him."

The four of them went to the air port and they were granted special permission to wait in the runway. Ironically, it was just about an hour when Jacques came to the runway, and landed. Tails recognized it and he told his friends to follow him.

Coming out of the plane was a man with a pilot uniform, and he looked like he was someone from African descent. "Ah, Tails! Nice to see you."

"Jacques! It's been so long. Think you can fly us?"

"Climb aboard and I will take you to the North Pole." the four heroes smiled with hope, and they knew that not all is lost on Christmas this year. Yes, they will save Santa and put Eggman in his place once again.

All preparations were made, and the four made themselves comfy on the plane before taking off in it. Jacques put on his pilot helmet and he was more than ready to go against blizzard weather around the Arctic circle.