A/N: The last part, yay! :D

EDIT: THERE WILL BE ONE MORE CHAPTER ADDED TO THIS! AN EPILOGUE TO ANSWER WHAT HAPPENED TO GAZELLE! :D

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Chapter 5: God Bless Us, Everyone!

"Spirit!" cried Bogo as he wrestled and kicked around in his blanket, "Spirit! Get me out! Get me out! Please! I'll change! I'll-" he rolled around and tangled himself around his bed's curtains, tugging violently at the rings at the curtain rod, until they snapped off!

THUD!

Bogo fell off his bed, "Ow," he groaned as he massaged his head, "My head." He looked around his surroundings and realized that he was back in his bedroom, "What in the-?!" He immediately stood, untangling the curtain and blanket from himself. He pressed his hooves against his chest. Yes, yes, there was no doubt about it - he was alive!

A large smile immediately came to his face, "I'm alive. Hahahahaha!" he gave a boisterous, jovial laugh, "I'm alive!"

At that moment, the church's bells rang, welcoming the new Christmas morning. "Could it be?" A happy Bogo rushed to the window and yanked open the wooden shutters, practically breaking them off the hinges.

He smiled wide when he saw that it was morning - Christmas morning that is! And what a gloriously beautiful morning it was! He could see that down below there were children playing in the snow, mammals singing Christmas carols, and mammals walking around with gifts and greeting one another with joyful, "Merry Christmas", greetings! It was just as gorgeous a morning as when the Ghost of Christmas Present showed it to him.

There was no doubt about it, "It's Christmas morning! I haven't missed it!" cheered a relieved Bogo as tears of joy nearly threatened to leave his eyes. "The spirits have given me another chance!" He yelled out his window, not caring who heard him.

The happy buffalo dashed toward his coat rack and immediately tied the scarf that was hanging on it around his neck - with the coat rack still attached to it. "I know just what I'll do, hehe! They'll be so surprised," he chuckled with joyful cheer. In his ecstatic rush, he didn't realize when it was that he stepped on his favorite top hat. He picked it up with a slight frown, "Mm, look at that. I stepped on my hat. What a wonderful day!" he chortled, not caring about his material possessions at the moment. There were more important things to be done!

"Oh, there's so much to do! So much to do!" he exclaimed excitedly as he finally removed the coat rack from his back and grabbed his coat. He put his coat over his nightshirt and headed out the door. He stopped for a moment, as if realizing that something was off about what he had just done. He ran back up the stairs to his bedroom, "Am I mad? I can't go out looking like this?!" In order to mend the situation, Bogo just grabbed his favorite cane and stood tall like a dignified gentlemammal. "There, that's better."

He ran back out the door.

Right as Bogo made his way down, a familiar hare and vixen couple made their way down his neighborhood after having collected charity donations from all the nearby businesses. They stopped for a moment, to allow a couple of poor raccoon kits to slide past them on a brand new sled - they were very likely children who had benefited from the Zootopia Charitable Foundation's toy donations. The two smiled at the children playing, proud of their organization's work.

Caught in the moment of the children's merriment, Jack wrapped an arm around his wife and pressed a paw at her stomach. Though she wasn't showing yet, it appeared that the two might be expecting their own kits sometime soon.

"Merry Christmas, to one and all!" they heard a familiar voice cheer behind them. It was Bogo, the buffalo who had so rudely kicked them out of this office just yesterday. Bogo spotted them and smiled, "Wait, I know you two!"

Jack and Skye stood on their guard. Jack placed a protective arm in front of his wife, while Skye glared daggers at the buffalo. Bogo approached them, "Yes, you're the hare and vixen that came to my shop yesterday. The ones who were looking for donations!"

"Yes, we are," said Jack with his ears pulled back, "Can we help you?"

"Indeed you can my good hare! And let me start off by saying that I'd sincerely like to apologize for my crude behavior yesterday. I was not in the right mind set."

"That's an understatement," scoffed Skye under her breath.

"I suppose it is, isn't it?" Bogo chuckled, overhearing the vixen.

Skye and Jack's eyes widened in shock that he had heard her and was not the least bit angry.

"In any case, I'd like to make it up by giving a handsome donation to the Zootopia Charitable Foundation!" he grabbed the hare's hat clean off his head and poured gold coins into it. He placed it back on the hare's head, dropping several coins.

Skye and Jack's jaws dropped. "Oh my! There must be at least twenty gold pieces here!" Skye exclaimed in surprise.

"Not enough?" the generous buffalo asked with a smile, "Here you go. Let's make it fifty pieces then." He opened his coat and pulled out a bag of gold coins, handing it to the hare.

The hare was speechless, "Uh...Th-That's quite generous Mr. Bogo. It's-"

"Still not enough! Haha, you drive a hard bargain," he reached into his coat again and pulled out a few more bags, tossing them right to the hare and vixen. "Here you are! One hundred gold pieces! And not a penny more!" he chuckled happily. "Isn't life grand?" he asked the stunned couple.

The two blinked as if their brains were still trying to catch up with everything, but they eventually managed a smile. "Y-Yes, I suppose it is," replied the vixen.

"Haha, you two make a lovely couple and I hope you get to having kits some day! I have an employee who's in a similar relationship to your own and he has the absolute most precious hybrid kits I've ever seen. Can't have enough kits, I always say! So have as many little blessings as you can and populate this God forsaken world with more generous creatures such as yourselves!" Bogo declared with a giddy chuckle, "Merry Christmas to you!" he left, humming happily with a kick of his heels.

"Yes, yes, we will!" Skye called out to the buffalo, while pressing a paw at her stomach.

"Yes, and a Merry Christmas to you!" Jack added just as happy as he was surprised by the buffalo's sudden change of heart regarding hare populations.

Bogo continued his Merry way down the street, greeting everyone who came his way with a tip of his hat and a, "Merry Christmas!"

He kept this up until he bumped into a couple of mammals who were coming out of a shop, carrying some gifts. "Oof!" exclaimed both parties as gifts scattered all over the ground. "Oh, I'm so sorry," said the familiar young cape buffalo, despite not being at fault.

"No, no it was entirely my fault," Bogo replied, crouching down to help collect the fallen gifts, "Here, let me help-" Bogo paused when he took a good look at the young buffalo's face. "Fred?"

The young buffalo looked up at him, "Uncle Bogo?"

"Fred!" Bogo exclaimed excitedly and lifted the younger cape buffalo back up to his feet with a big bear hug, "My dear favorite nephew!"

"G-Good day to you too, uncle," strained the younger buffalo. Bogo set him down to let him breath.

"How are you dear boy? Good?" Bogo asked him happily.

"Yes, I'm fine" Fred replied, eyeing the older buffalo with confusion. "Um...are you?"

"Never better nephew!" Bogo declared happily, "Getting in some Christmas shopping I see and oh-!" Bogo took notice of a young female cape buffalo that was accompanying Fred. She looked about as confused about the whole situation as Fred did. "I take it this radiant beauty is your wife?"

Fred smiled, "Oh, yes. This is my wife, Clara. Clara, this is my uncle, Ebeneezer Bogo."

Clara smiled politely to Bogo and reached out to shake his hoof, "Hello Mr. Bogo, it's a pleasure."

"Fred you old rascal you, she's absolutely stunning!" Bogo told his nephew. Bogo didn't shake hooves with the girl. Instead, he pulled her in for a big hug!

Clara giggled, "Oh my, you're not at all how Fred described you to be."

"Oh? And how did my nephew describe me?" Bogo asked.

"Ah, honey," Fred interrupted before she could answer, "I don't think that would...uh would be a very good idea."

"It's alright Fred," Bogo said reassuringly. "I imagine he told you that I'm a cheap and selfish old miser who hates Christmas?"

Clara's eyes widened at how accurate he was at describing exactly what Fred had said about him, "Uh...well, yes."

Bogo laughed, which caused Fred to glance over at his wife with a very confused shrug. Bogo calmed his laughter but kept his cheer just the same, "Yes, yes, that's me to a tee alright."

"But, you don't seem cheap or selfish at all Mr. Bogo," said Clara, "Why you actually seem quite pleasant and...happy today for a mammal who hates Christmas."

"Well, that's because I am happy and...I'd like to start anew with Christmas. I'd like to join you both for Christmas dinner if your offer still stands nephew."

Fred's mouth gaped and he stammered with a bewildered yet immensely excited smile, "Y-Yes, yes! We'd be absolutely honored to have you over uncle! We will be dining at five."

"Wonderful," Bogo smiled and offered his nephew his hoof. His nephew returned his smile in kind and took his uncle's hoof, "Merry Christmas Fred."

"Merry Christmas Uncle Bogo," Fred gave his uncle's hoof a proud, firm shake.

"Merry Christmas Clara," Bogo said with a nod.

"Merry Christmas Mr. Bogo."

He began walking again when he suddenly remembered something, "Oh! Before I forget," he reached into his coat, "Here you go." He handed Fred a bag of money. "Just in case I accidentally damaged some of your gifts."

"Oh, well, thank you uncle," Fred smiled, remembering about his gifts. He collected them back up and Bogo was back on his way.

"Merry Christmas again you two! I shall be over later this evening!" Bogo called back to them.

Fred and Clara waved at him, "Good-bye uncle! And Merry Christmas!"

As Bogo disappeared from sight, Clara turned to Fred, "Why was he in his nightshirt?"

Fred chuckled with a shrug, "I guess my uncle has always been a bit peculiar."

Children played and ran down the street when Bogo stepped outside of a toy shop, carrying a rather large bag. The children nearly bumped into Bogo but he evaded them. He didn't mind though as he gave a good hearted chuckle. "What darling little ones."

He readjusted the large bag over his shoulder and hummed happily as he headed toward his destination.

A few moments later, he found himself outside the Wilde's home. He chuckled quietly to himself, "This is going to be rich!"

He wanted to laugh with excitement but he cleared his throat to compose himself. "Remember to stay in character," he told himself as he took a deep breath and approached the door. He couldn't help himself and chuckled a little more to get it out of his system. He cleared his throat once more and stood upright with his old sour frown plastered on his face. He knocked on the door. A second later, Nicholas opened the door.

"Whoa-ho!" Nicholas jumped back, holding his heart in horror when he saw that it was his boss at the door. And by the look on his face, he did NOT look happy to see him, "Uh...uh...M-Mr. Bogo! What brings you here?" he stammered nervously, "I see you've been doing some Christmas shopping by the looks of it. Hope you got everything you wanted."

"Mm," Bogo huffed, literally staring Nicholas down.

"Uh...just so you know, I-I was just about to head to work, but seeing how this was the first time I've ever gotten the chance to sit down and have Christmas Breakfast with my family, it was a little difficult for me to head out soon-" Bogo just barged in around the fox, "Won't you come in?"

Judith and their children were collected together when Bogo approached them. Judith pulled her children away, except for Tiny Finn, who refused to move. He just innocently stared up at the large buffalo.

Bogo noticed the child and he had to fight the urge to pick him up and cry with joy upon seeing that he was still alive. Instead, Bogo huffed and set the bag down, "I have a few choice words to say to you Wilde!" a small teddy bear plopped out of the bag when Bogo set it down. Tiny Finn noticed it and smiled up at Bogo. Bogo quickly swiped it from the ground and stuffed it in his coat pocket, hoping no one else had noticed it.

"But sir, it's Christmas Day," Nicholas tried to reason with him.

"I don't need to hear excuses Wilde!"

Finn reached up to Bogo's pocket and peeked inside at the teddy bear. He smiled at it, happy that his little emerald eyes didn't deceive him. Bogo acted quickly and stuffed the bear back into the bag before the curious kit inquired any further. He tied the bag with a loose knot.

That didn't stop the kit however, the second the buffalo looked away, he curiously approached the bag and began trying to untie it.

Bogo then approached Nicholas, looming over him with an angry scowl, "And that's another thing! You can forget about showing up to work today or any other Christmas Day after that! Because as of today, I swear to you that this will be the last Christmas you ever work for me!"

Nicholas gulped in horror. Was he being fired?! And in front of his family?!

Judith angrily tried to approach them, but her mother grabbed her arm before she could intervene.

"I mean it Wilde, you've given me no alternative but to-" Bogo snickered, breaking character.

Nicholas raised a confused brow.

"Sorry," Bogo cleared his throat, resisting the urge to laugh, "As I was saying," he turned the scowl back on, "You've given me no alternative…" Bogo couldn't help it, he began to flat out laugh.

Nicholas stepped away from him and eyed the buffalo with the most puzzled expression he's ever had. Judith moved over by her husband and gave him a look that said, 'is this normal?'

Nicholas shrugged in response and began to grow very uncomfortable at the laughing buffalo. He turned to his wife and whispered, "Carrots, run over to the nearest police officer and tell him we have a mad buffalo in our home."

The chuckling Bogo finally managed to compose himself. "Sorry about that, but I couldn't resist playing you Wilde."

Nicholas and Judith glanced at one another then back at the buffalo, "Playing?"

"Yes," Bogo laughed, "You should have seen the look on your face. You really thought I was going to fire you, didn't you? Hahaha!"

Nicholas and Judith blinked in surprise, "So you're not firing me?" Nicholas asked.

"No," Bogo chuckled, placing a hoof on Nicholas' shoulder, "I'm here to give you-"

"Toys!" shouted Tiny Finn in excitement when he finally managed to get the bag open.

"Yes, toys," chuckled Bogo, "No, no, no," he stammered, trying to correct himself. "I'm giving you a raise! And I'm making you my partner," Bogo said sincerely.

Nicholas' jaw hanged. As did Judith's. They looked at each other then back at Bogo. "Uh...S-Say that again?" Nicholas stuttered, his brain struggling to register what he just heard.

"Keep up Wilde," Bogo gave his back a good natured bump, "I said I'm giving you a raise, and I'm making you my business partner."

"P-P-Partner?!" Nicholas exclaimed in shock and joy.

His and Judith's parents beamed with joy for their son/son-in-law. His children meanwhile were digging into the bag, picking out toys to play with.

"Should they be in there?" Nicholas asked, pointing toward his children.

"Of course," replied a happy Bogo. "I bought those specifically for them."

Nicholas exhaled a laugh, he still couldn't believe that this was real, "Mr. Bogo, I...I-I don't know what to say!"

"Say you'll take the offer. After all, you've earned it..." Bogo extended a hoof to the fox, "Partner."

Nicholas smiled over to Judith, who smiled back proudly at her husband. Nicholas shook Bogo's hoof, "Thank you, sir. Uh...I mean, partner!"

Bogo nodded. A happy Nicholas exhaled another laugh and in his excitement turned to his wife and lifted her by the waist, causing the bunny to squeal in delight as he spun with her.

"Mrs. Wilde," Bogo said, referring to Judith. Nicholas set her down so Bogo can speak with her.

"Yes?" Judith replied.

"It has come to my understanding that you and your father-in-law are in the tailoring business. Is that correct?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Well, I see that you have a suit lying over there that appears to be around my size and…" he gestured at his current attire, "I don't seem to be properly dressed. I was wondering if I might try it on?"

"Oh, yes! Yes!" she shouted excitedly and rushed over to fetch it. She handed it over to Bogo.

The buffalo took it and tried it on over his nightshirt. He tucked the nightshirt into the pants. It was a perfect fit! "Incredible! It's almost as if this was specifically tailored with me in mind. You've calculated my measurements quite perfectly!" Bogo said, admiring the suit.

"Thank you," said Judith with a smile.

"Mrs. Wilde, how would you and your father-in-law like to go into business with me?"

"Business?" Judith asked as Jonathan walked over to stand beside her. "You mean, you'd like to invest in us?"

"Yes," replied the buffalo, "Talent like this shouldn't be denied to the rest of the world. That and I could use a skilled tailoress and tailor to design all of my future suits if they are to be of this remarkable caliber."

Judith and her father-in-law exchanged eager glances. "We would be honored Mr. Bogo," said the elder fox.

"Excellent, and I'd like to start our new partnership by first purchasing this fine suit from you two," said Bogo holding onto the lapel of his new coat.

"You don't have to do that Mr. Bogo, you've given us so much already," replied Judith with a sweet smile. "You can consider that a Christmas gift from all of us to you for being so kind and generous," Bogo felt a tender warmth in his heart. It had been so long since anyone had given him a Christmas gift. And until this day, no one had ever considered him generous.

It felt good.

Bogo's lip puckered, touched. But he fought the urge to cry tears of joy. Instead, he just said a simple, "Thank you, Mrs. Wilde."

"Please, call me Judith," she told the buffalo as she offered him her paw.

Bogo shook her paw with a nod, "Very well then, Judith." Bogo looked up, turning his attention to Judith's parents in the distance. "You know I support our local agricultural workers and I'm also in the business of purchasing suitable farming land. If your parents are ever in need of my help regarding something of that nature, I might be able to pull some strings and help them with that."

Judith grinned from ear to ear, "Can you really? My parents lost their farm a few months ago due to the soot that polluted the sky and land."

"Well then, I suppose I can pull some strings," Bogo winked playfully, "I just purchased some fertile land recently and I've yet to find someone with more than enough experience to till the land."

A happy Judith turned to her parents who were beaming with hope. "Th-That would be really helpful Mr. Bogo," said a happy and hopeful Stu.

"Then consider that the site of your new farm, my good sir," Bogo nodded happily.

Stu teared up with joy, "Hear that Bon, we're gettin' our farm back! It's a miracle! It's-" he sniffled, his emotional state overpowering him. "Oh cripes, here come the waterworks…" he began sobbing into his wife's shoulder.

"Oh Stu pull it together." Bonnie just rolled her eyes and patted her husband's back. "Thank you Mr. Bogo. Please, forgive him, things have just been a bit difficult since we lost the farm."

"I understand," said Bogo, already knowing about their financial troubles.

A still in awe Nicholas approached his boss, or rather - his new partner, "Mr. Bogo, I...I-I really don't know how to thank you for all that you're doing for my family."

"Don't thank me yet Wilde. My gifts don't end there," Bogo opened the front door of the small house and whistled over to some unknown mammals, "Alright! You may bring those in now!"

Two wolves came in carrying the large salmon dinner from the window display at the food shop from Bogo's encounter with the Ghost of Christmas Present. Behind them, a chubby fox and a black sheep entered, carrying the large carrot cake from the same shop.

Nicholas, Judith's and their entire family's jaws hanged. They couldn't believe their eyes.

"I-Is that all for us?" Nicholas asked.

"You better believe it Wilde. I wanted to be certain your family would have a delicious Christmas feast. You have growing children after all, they must be well nourished if they are to grow big and strong."

Nicholas turned to Bogo with his jaw still agape, but curled into a puzzled smile. "I-How-Why?" Nicholas stuttered. He took a breath and collected his thoughts, "Okay! Who are you and what have you done to the real Bogo?" he asked with his trademark half-lidded playful smirk. "Because there is no way the real Bogo would've just out of the blue, given me a raise and partnership, given my wife and father the investment opportunity of a lifetime, given my children dozens of new toys, given my in-laws a brand new farm and land, and given my entire family a full Christmas dinner that is sure to last us for days, all on the same day. And much less on Christmas Day of all days."

Bogo chuckled humored. "Well let's just say the old Bogo realized that he had been a bit of a...buffalo butt, for not rewarding you with all that you've earned over the years. Wouldn't you say so Wilde?" Bogo nudged him with his elbow with a laugh.

Nicholas glanced over to Judith who returned to her husband's side. The young fox gave her a mortified look that said, 'how did he know I called him that?' Nicholas just played along, hoping that the buffalo wouldn't notice, "Uh, yeah hehe. Buffalo butt, th-that's a good one."

"Seriously though Wilde," Bogo spoke sincerely, "I was unreasonably cruel to you for so many years and...I've unfairly judged you solely based on what you are and...and for that I'm sincerely sorry. You're a fine employee and perhaps the best employee I've could have ever had the pleasure of being blessed with." Nicholas smiled appreciatively at the buffalo, "And just as you were an exemplary employee, I know you will also be an outstanding partner."

Judith snuggled up to Nicholas, proud of him. Nicholas meanwhile nodded, touched by the buffalo's words. "Thank you Bogo."

Jonathan with Amelia snuggled together, as did Bonnie and Stu. They couldn't have been more happy or proud for their son/son-in-law. Or more thankful for Mr. Bogo.

The children meanwhile, giggled in the distance, picking out new toys to play with. Felicia picked out a bunny doll, James a toy boat, Johnny-Stu a train, and Tiny Finn the teddy bear that Bogo had earlier. The small crippled kit, limped over to Bogo and lifted his arms up to the buffalo.

Bogo smiled at the boy and picked him up. Bogo turned back to Nicholas with the kit in his arms and said, "Merry Christmas Nicholas."

The happy kit then threw his tiny arms around the buffalo's thick neck and said, "And God bless us, everyone!"

Tiny Finn's brothers and sister ran to Bogo, who took a seat in a nearby rocking chair. The kits sat on his lap and showed off their new toys. Bogo giggled happily and placed his top hat atop of Tiny Finn's head. The hat covered almost all of the small kit's body. At first Bogo was concerned, but then the kit popped his little smiling face from under it, adjusting it so it would fit as well as it could.

The other children grew a lot more comfortable and they all hugged Bogo, thankful for the toys and for the nice things he had done for their father and family.

An equally thankful Nicholas wrapped an arm around Judith's shoulders and the two watched the happy scene as a now kindhearted Bogo smiled back.

It was then clear that though he had not lived the kindest life of any mammal, he had shown a willingness to change for the better and did so magnificently so.

Bogo proved that he was better than his word. He did it all, and infinitely more; and to Tiny Finn, who did not die, he was a second father. He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a mammal, as the good old city of Zootopia knew, or any other good old city, town, or burrow, in the good old world.

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A/N:

Joy to the children,

Far and near

What a wondrous time of year,

Isn't it just grand to say,

Merry, Merry Christmas

Merry, Merry Christmas

Merry, Merry Christmas

Merry, Merry Christmas

Oh what a Merry Christmas Day!

Just wanted to include this song here. It's the one used at the end of Mickey's Christmas Carol :)

Though this ending has been posted after Christmas, I just hope you all did have a great Christmas and Holiday season this past year. And here's to hoping that this year's Christmas will prove to be just as good or better when we get to it. Let's keep Christmas in our hearts all year round and always try to be a better person. Thanks for reading! :D