AUTHOR'S NOTE: Phew, we managed to get this done, actually. And it only took us...two months after Christmas was over.
...Yeah, again, sorry this was so late, guys. It's been pretty hectic, our lives, these past couple of months. But hey, better late than never, and now once Christmas comes back this year, this'll be here for people to read in full.
DISCLAIMER: I own absolutely none of the properties you will see here. All rights go to their respective owners.
The Infinity Verse Holiday Special
Part 3
"This is not how I wanted to start my holiday weekend," Marinette muttered to herself as she took cover behind a bench.
Christmas time could be going a lot better for the defender Paris. After getting the weekend off, with Cat Noir taking her shift duty, Marinette thought that she'd have a pretty peaceful holiday weekend. That was, however, until a certain pigeon-loving citizen got himself Akumatized. Now, here she was. Trying to avoid being pelted by what she could only assume was a 'pigeon-bazooka' that shot explosive birds at her.
"Chroo! Chroo! You can't stop me this time, Ladybug!" Mr. Pigeon proclaimed. "This Christmas is going to be for the birds! I will be unstoppa-!"
Thunk!
The Akumatized villain's rant was stopped when a surprise blow to the back of his head knocked him out cold. Standing behind him was the Ninja, who had used the butt of his sword to immobilize the bird-themed villain. As he put his weapon away, Ladybug had come out of her hiding spot.
"Thanks for the save, Ninja," she began. "I was afraid I was going to drown in pigeon poop."
"No problem, LB," the Ninja assured before asking "Uh, what are ya gonna do with bird-brain?"
"I'll de-evilize him and send him on his way," Ladybug answered as she checked on the villain's vitals. "Maybe this time, he'll finally learn his lesson."
She then looked back at her leader.
"But something tells me you're not in Paris for just a team-up," she mused. "This little visit wouldn't happen to be about Rena Rouge, would it?"
"Uh, heh-heh, yeah, ya caught me," the hero of Norrisville admitted. "I need help with figuring out the perfect Christmas gift for her."
Ladybug laughed at the request, earning her a confused look on her leader's face.
"Ninja, you don't need to buy her anything," she began. "I've known Rena for quite some time, and in that time, I've learned that the one thing she loves above anything else is you."
"But that's the thing. I want to find her something that shows that she's my whole world," the Ninja said. "I can't just give her nothing after everything she does for me."
It was then that Ladybug placed a hand on Randy's shoulder to comfort him.
"Ninja, this is going to sound corny, but I swear it's the truth," she began. "The only gift that Rena will truly care about is the one that'll come from the heart."
"Heh...yeah, that IS corny," Randy agreed. "But you're right. And I think I know the perfect gift for my girl."
Before he threw down a smoke bomb to make his dramatic exit, Randy took a moment to upend his end of the bargain with Cat Noir.
"You know, when he gets off his shift, you should give Cat Noir a call," he advised. "I don't think either of you should be alone for the holidays."
"I'll keep that in mind," Ladybug agreed. "Merry Christmas, Ninja."
With a wave goodbye, Randy departed in a cloud of orange smoke, leaving Marinette alone and with the thought of calling her fellow Parisian hero.
After having an idea of where he could get his hands on a Turbo Man toy, Optimus had Wheeljack transport him to Kyoto, Japan, to get one from one of their manufacturers directly. Prime and the rest of the League were already on good terms with the toy company, as it was after recently keeping Gezora and Varan from destroying their factories during a fight between them. It didn't take long for them to respond to the Prime once he came to them asking for a favor. After waiting outside their building for a few minutes, the company's CEO arrived with the very toy Prime had long sought after.
"Here you are, Prime-San," the CEO said as he handed the Turbo Man doll to the Autobot leader. "It is our last one in stock."
"Arigato, sir," Optimus thanked with a respectful bow. "I will make sure it gets to the boy safely."
With another bow between them, Optimus departed. He had done it. His quest to find the Turbo Man toy had reached the perfect end. Now, all there was left to do was return to Detroit and deliver the toy to the boy. But little to the Autobot leader's knowledge, his quest was about to become much more difficult than he realized.
"Great job, Fenton..." Danny muttered under his breath. "You really ARE a coward."
After taking his leave from the Wakeman's party, Danny hadn't fully left Termerton. Instead, he ended up at Pop's Malt Shop to drink his sorrows away. Though, rather than liquor, he had been drinking milkshakes since the idea of trying to fly back home while drunk probably wasn't the best idea. He couldn't shake off the shame he felt for his abrupt departure from the party that he had been invited to. The half-ghost hero felt awful for leaving Jenny behind so abruptly. But he'd rather leave rather than make things awkward between him and his teammate. In truth, Danny was afraid of heading into something that might damage not only his friendship with Jenny but the League at large.
There was a balance that the seven leaders had maintained so far within the Infinity League. That balance might shift if two of the leaders became romantically involved. What if there was a choice to be made and they voted either for it since one did or voted against one another and it lead to in-fighting? This was a dangerous and emotionally painful train of thought. It was then that Danny felt someone approaching him, and considering there was the sound of gears accompanying each footstep, he knew exactly who had found him. Rather than say anything, the protector of Amity Park remained silent as Jenny took a seat beside him.
"The usual, Pops," she said to the owner.
No sooner had she said that did Pops slide a can of oil down the table right into her grasp. There was a silence between the two heroes before Danny finally spoke.
"How did you find me?" he asked.
"I tracked your heartbeat through my audio receptors," the fellow League leader answered glumly. "I'm sorry if that's creepy."
"A little bit, yeah," Danny answered with a small laugh. "But I'm flattered nonetheless."
"Look, about what Brad said," the robot girl began. "I think I should explain-"
"Let's not talk about this now," Danny cut her off gently. "Let's...enjoy the holidays. Just the two of us, okay?"
Jenny nodded at that in agreement, despite the two feeling that there was so much more to say. But that would have to wait for another time. For now, they would just enjoy one another's company for the holidays.
"Merry Christmas, Jenny," Danny said, holding his milkshake up to her.
"You too, Danny," Jenny answered as she clinked her oil can against his glass with a small smile.
Alya tossed another log on the pile of burning wood in the fireplace. She was out of her costume and now in a robe to help keep her warm. She checked her phone for both the time and to see if Randy had sent her any messages that she might've missed. It was almost midnight, and she was starting to become worried. The French heroine knew that her boyfriend could handle himself, but that didn't stop her from fearing that the worst had happened. Just as her fears were starting to get to her, she heard a knock at the door. She quickly went over and threw it open to see Randy, now in his civilian clothes and with a backpack filled with everything he needed for their vacation slung over his back. He was also carrying a guitar case in one hand, though it appeared to be one for an acoustic guitar and not the one Alya had gotten him.
"Hey, honey," he greeted as he used his free arm to hug her.
"I was starting to get worried," Alya admitted as she returned the hug and gave him a quick kiss. "What kept you?"
"Like I said, I was trying to find you the perfect gift," Randy answered. "You are not an easy girl to find gifts for, you know."
"I told you I didn't want anything," his lover reminded him. "This vacation is about us, not the gifts."
"Yeah, but I wanted to find you something that shows how much I love you," the Ninja answered. "And I think I found the perfect gift."
Randy then took at the guitar before sitting on the bed, to which Alya soon joined him. Once they were seated, Randy began to play the opening notes to the song.
She seems dressed in all of me, Stretched across my shame
All the torment and the pain, Leaked through and covered me
I'd do anything to have her to myself, Just to have her for myself
Now I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad
Alya instantly recognized the song the moment Randy started playing it. In her time dating the hero of Norrisville, she had to admit that Randy's taste in music was a tad...extreme. Lamb of God, Ice Nine Kills, Anthrax, Motionless in White, Overkill, Slayer, Architects, Motorhead, and other hard rock and heavy metal bands littered her lover's playlists. Granted, Alya enjoyed some music in that genre, such with such groups as Ghost and In This Moment, but it was clear that Randy enjoyed the much harder stuff more than she did, which, in Alya's case, could be grating to her ears. However, the song Randy had chosen to sing to her was from Slipknot, and while she wasn't a major fan of their music, this song, Vermillion Part 2, was one of the exceptions to that rule.
She is everything to me, The unrequited dream
A song that no one sings, The unattainable
She's a myth that I have to believe in,All I need to make it real is one more reason
I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad
Every word was sung to her with love so bright it would rival that of the sun. It was at that point that Alya herself began to sing with him on the harmony.
But I won't let this build up inside of me
But I won't let this build up inside of me
But I won't let this build up inside of me
But I won't let this build up inside of me
Before Randy could sing the next part, Alya cut him off by singing the next verse.
A catch in my throat, choke
Torn into pieces I won't, no
I don't want to be this
Randy smiled as he heard his beloved sing, to which he joined back in on the next verse, now with Alya doing the other verse as back-up.
But I won't let this build up inside of me (Won't let this build up inside of me)
I won't let this build up inside of me (Won't let this build up inside of me)
I won't let this build up inside of me (Won't let this build up inside of me)
I won't let this build up inside of me (Won't let this build up inside of me, won't let this build up inside of me)
She isn't real (Won't let this build up inside of me)
I can't make her real (Won't let this build up inside of me)
She isn't real (Won't let this build up inside of me)
I can't make her real (Won't let this build up inside of me
The song ended with a deep kiss between the two heroes. Alya then smiled as she stood up before Randy, which confused the fellow hero. Without a single word being spoken, Alya then pulled on the sash of her robe to let it fall to the floor, revealing to the hero of Norrisville that she was wearing nothing but black lace lingerie. Awestruck by her beauty, Randy fell to his knees before his beloved before putting his arms around her waist to pull himself closer to her.
Outside, the winds chilled the Irish countryside. But inside the cabin, the two lovers knew how to keep warm.
SheZow groaned as she slowly opened her mind. The fall from her plane was a painful one due to some of Guy's powers being sapped from her. As she tried to get her bearings, Guy found himself in what looked like a cottage made of ice and snow. She then noticed a large snowman standing over her. But rather than be frightened, Guy let out a sigh of relief, knowing exactly who this was.
"Frosty," she breathed out. "Man, am I glad to see you."
Frosty the Snowman wasn't just a Christmas song but a real being. Though there were some things that the song didn't cover. True, an old magic hat was the reason that the snowman was given life. What wasn't known, however, was that the hat didn't belong to some two-bit party magician, but an old wizard who had the ability to create golems. With his time drawing near, he placed what magic he could into his hat and placed it on a snowman his daughter made, thus giving it life. Shortly thereafter, as the weather grew warmer, Santa arrived to take the sentient snow golem to his realm in the North Pole. When he arrived in the magical kingdom, he served as a watchman who would act as a sentry to warn Santa's workshop of threats such as frost giants, dark elves, and, above all else, Krampus. In the time that Guy had been visiting the North Pole, she and the snowman struck up a friendship.
"I saw your plane overhead," the snowman began. "But why did you jump out of it?"
"Because I didn't 'jump,' I was pushed out by SheZap," SheZow corrected.
"Your sister?" Frosty said, surprised.
"She's not my sister. She's my clone," Guy pointed out. "And now she's on her way right now to the workshop to turn Christmas into a global nightmare, and I can't stop her!"
"Why not?" Frosty inquired.
Though the snowman was given a brain, he wasn't exactly the smartest being on the planet. Thus, SheZow would need to point out the obvious.
"I can't use much of my powers with these cuffs on," she informed the snowman, holding her cuffs up to show him as she did.
Frosty leaned in to closely inspect before reaching out and touching the power-siphoning binds. Within seconds, the Glamazon-powered cuffs turned to ice, allowing Shezow to flex her muscles and shatter her bounds.
"Holy crap, how did you know that'd work?" she asked in amazement.
"Hey, I may have snow for brains, but I know a trick or two," Frosty replied. "So, what are you gonna do now?"
There was only one answer that the pink-powered heroine could give.
"I'm gonna kick SheZap's ass."
"Hayley!" Jake called out as he continued flying. "Hayley!"
For the past three hours, Jake at been flying over the streets of New York City, calling out to his younger sibling. Thankfully, he didn't need to hide in the shadows now that he was a member of the Infinity League, thus allowing him to cover more ground. Still, despite this advantage, New York was a massive city, and his sister could be hiding anywhere, especially with her camouflage ability. Thankfully, he could still faintly track his sister thanks to both his enhanced sense of smell and his magically empowered eyesight. However, while he did have a trail on Hayley, the scent was weak, and his sibling knew how to give him the slip.
It still made no sense to Jake. Sure, he and Hayley didn't always see eye to eye, but that was typical sibling rivalry. This, however, was vastly different. Hayley had never shown this amount of disgust toward him before. The American Dragon had no idea what was driving this level of contempt for him. Was it because she felt the pressure of tanking up his mantle? Did she hate him for putting that burden on her? He had no idea, but the only way he was going to find out was if he found her. His search lead him straight into Central Park, where a majority of the magical creatures of Manhattan resided. If there was anywhere Hayley could hide, it would be here.
As he flew above the trees, Jake was suddenly blindsided by a sudden force that tackled him out of the sky and onto the ground. Jake tried to fight against the unknown attacker. However, he relented when he realized who had managed to knock him out of the sky.
"Rose?" he said in both delight and confusion.
Holding him down was the love of his life, Rose. The heir to the Huntsclan had been a steadfast lover of the American Dragon, even though her master was still dead set on killing the Dragon and his kind. The monster hunter lifted up her mask to give a quick kiss to Jake to show that there were no hard feelings for her ambush.
"Miss me?" she asked as she helped him up.
"Like every moment," Jake answered before kissing her again, turning back to his human form as he did. "How did you even find me?"
"It's not hard to track a dragon flying through downtown Manhattan," she reminded. "I've been following you for the past hour now."
"I was afraid I wasn't going to be able to see you," Jake admitted. "Hayley-"
"Took off, I know," his girlfriend cut off. "She told me."
"Wait, she TOLD you?" the Dragon repeated. "But how-"
"Because I went straight to her after I tried to ditch your ass," his sister's voice answered.
Jake nearly jumped in surprise when he heard his sister's voice. Out of a bush came Hayley, who dropped her camouflage as she approached her sibling.
"You just can't leave me alone, can you?" she continued furiously. "Big brother just HAS to stick his nose into everything!"
"Look, Hayley, I know that your mad that I put the pressure of taking my place as the American Dragon, but-" Jake tried to apologize.
"I'm not mad about that, you idiot!" she cut him off. "I'm mad that you left!"
Jake was stunned by his sister's revelation. He had assumed that all this time that she had resented him for putting his responsibility onto her shoulders. But instead, she was angry with him for departing from the family.
"You just decided to go join the Infinity League. You left us behind! You left ME behind!" she shouted as tears started to form in her eyes. "It's like I didn't matter at all!"
At this point, Hayley was crying as she let her anger pour out.
"The only time I got to see you that wasn't on the news was when you came back to heal from being nearly killed by that freak in Kanas!" she continued. "I wanted you here teaching me! But I didn't matter! You even kept me from being a part of the League! Do you hate me that much?!"
"I don't hate you, Hayley," Jake said softly. "I just wanted to keep you safe."
"Well, we both know that I can handle myself," his sister reminded him.
"I can see that," Jake agreed. "I'm sorry I made you feel this way, sis. I had no idea that I was hurting you."
The American Dragon then embraced his sister in a hug that she soon returned.
"Tell you what: You train a little longer, and I'll try to get you on the League's roster," he offered. "Deal?"
"You promise?"
"Cross my heart," Jake swore. "C'mon, let's get back home."
With another hug between them, the two dragons spread their wings and prepared to take off. But before they took off, Jake looked back at Rose.
"You can come with us if you'd like," he offered. "My mom made enough for ten people, and I'm sure the family would be happy to see you again."
"I'm sorry, Jake, but I can't," Rose declined. "If I'm gone any longer, then Huntsmaster might suspect something."
Knowing that her lover was upset by this, Rose kissed him again.
"I'll make this up to you on Valentine's Day," she swore. "Merry Christmas, Jake."
After another kiss between the dragon and the hunter, Jake and Hayley took off into the snowy skies above.
When Optimus returned to Detroit, he couldn't help be sigh in relief. A long, hectic journey was finally coming to an end. Though this was a stressful quest, the Autobot leader felt as though he had accomplished his goal and couldn't wait to see the smile on the boy's face when he handed him his long-awaited toy. The night sky was over his head as he transformed into his vehicle mode and drove through the streets of the city back toward the orphanage. However, as he traveled back to the orphanage, he was unaware that he was being followed from the skies above.
Once he had arrived at the orphanage, it had been getting dark and the snow was starting to become heavy, yet the lights within the building were still on. One child had poked his head out of the building to see the approaching Autobot.
"Hey, everyone! Prime's back!" he called out to the others.
As one might expect, the children rushed out of their home to greet the Autobot Leader, who transformed back into his robot form to speak with them. Among the crowd was the boy who had long wished for the Turbo Man doll. He made his way through the other children just as Optimus took out the toy he traveled the ends of the earth for. But just as he reached down to hand the boy his long-awaited toy, a red streak flashed past his hand, making the Turbo Man figure vanish out of Optimus' hand. The last Prime quickly shook off his state of shock when he realized who had launched their attack. He looked up to see who had ambushed him.
"The Rowdyruff Boys!" he declared in shock in anger.
"S'up, Dork-timus Prime," their leader, Brick, greeted snidely. "Hope ya don't mind, but the boys an' me weren't having a great Christmas, what with bein' on the Naughty List an' all."
"So we figured that if we ain't gettin' nothing f'er Christmas, then nobody is!" Butch added.
"Yeah, what he said!" Boomer added before his brother smacked him over the head.
"Get back inside, children!" Optimus ordered as he drew his blaster. "I will try to draw them away from the building!"
"Wait!" the boy interjected. "You guys don't have to fight!"
The two opposing sides were equally confused by this sudden outburst. The child then approached the dark clones of the Powerpuff Girls.
"You can take Turbo Man if you want." the boy offered. "I know what it's like not having a Christmas. So, you can take it if you like."
Everyone, both hero and villain alike, was stunned by this sudden charity. Optimus especially was impressed by the child's selflessness, but he questioned what the Rowdyruff Boys would do in this situation. Judging by the expression on their faces, they weren't expecting this reaction either.
"Uhhh...Y-yeah! That's right, punk!" Brick stammered out a threat in order to keep up appearances. "We'll take your stupid toy and play with it, uh, I mean, smash it! Yeah, that's what we'll do!"
With that, the trio shot off into the skies above, all the while fighting over who could hold the Turbo Man doll. Optimus could've gone after them, but in the spirit of the holidays, he let them go, wishing the boys a Merry Christmas as he did.
Ron was awestruck with confusion and sadness as he watched the film play out before him. Never once in his life did he expect his own girlfriend to be capable of murdering someone else. She valued life, even a villain's life, above all else and swore never to take one. But the proof was right in front of his eyes. Kim was a killer, and there was no going back from this. Not only that, this meant that Kim was authorized by the Infinity League to carry out this deed, leaving him questioning his faith in the team he served. As his mind was left reeling, he felt a strong hand on his shoulder, making him look up to see Hotel Moscow's second in command, Boris, standing over him.
"You'll have to come with me, sir," he began.
"Uh, no, that's okay, I'm actually enjoying the movie-" Ron attempted to say.
"I insist," Boris cut him off, slightly tightening his grip as he did.
Rather than make a scene, and knowing that he'd lose in a fight with the Spetnaz trained gangster, Ron did as he was told and got up from his seat and was led by Boris out of the room. At this point, panic was starting to set in. Had he and Kim been found out? These guys weren't like typical 'escapable villain trap type' guys. These were the 'shoot you in the head and put you in an unmarked grave' type guys. He thought about fighting back, but he feared he'd get the attention of the other villains. So, for now, he'd go wherever the man would tell him to go, all the while hoping Km was safe so he could give her a piece of his mind before they both died.
It was then that Boris lead Ron to an upstairs room and opened it to reveal to him a VIP room that overlooked the auction room with a two-way mirror where he saw a certain redhead talking with a Russian mobster. Forgetting the position he was currently in, Ron stormed up to his girlfriend.
"What have you done?!" he demanded.
"Ron, I swear I can explain-" Kim tried to reply.
"Explain what? That your a killer?!" her lover snapped. "I know Al Quhad was a bad dude, but you swore never to kill! And now you're just hanging out with Russian thugs?!"
"Are you going to tell him, or should I?" Balalaika inquired to Kim as she lit another cigar.
"Tell me what?" Ron questioned harshly.
"Balalaika was the one who contacted Global Justice and told us about the tape being leaked," Kim answered.
"Wait, she's on our side?" Ron asked, taken aback.
"Oh, make no mistake, Mr. Stoppable, I'm not your friend," The head of Hotel Moscow began as she took a puff of her cigar. "V.I.L.E.'s auction here is upsetting the balance of power in the city. We don't take too kindly to you super freaks in Roananpur, and I already deal with enough as it is with Cobra operating in the city. So, I made a little call to Global Justice to get this matter handled quickly."
"But that doesn't explain you killing Al Quhad, Kim," he reminded his lover in a stern voice.
"But I didn't kill him, Ron," Kim countered. "The tape's a fake."
"Say whaaaaat?" Ron said, stunned.
"You see, it really WAS a SEAL Team that killed Al Quhad like the news reported," Kim began. "But he had ties to Shadaloo and other groups who were looking to get back at the ones who killed him for hurting their business. So, Global Justice came up with an idea: We would make six different tapes of different League members looking like they were the ones who killed Al Quhad and not the SEAL team. One was with me, another was with Dragon, and the other four were with Snake Eyes, Sailor Jupiter, the Red Ranger, and Pearl."
"It's a rather impressive ploy," Balalaika noted. "Why would anyone care about a simple SEAL team when you can have a tape of a member of the Infinity League killing someone?"
"There were rumors that there was a mole in GJN, so the six tapes were given to six different agents whom they suspected were the double-agent," Kim furthered.
"And the one who leaked the tape would reveal himself as the mole," Ron quickly caught on.
"This wasn't about protecting the League, Ron. It was about protecting those SEAL Team members and their families," her lover finished. "I'm sorry that I kept you in the dark, but the six of us were sworn to total secrecy out of fear of any info about our plan being leaked."
"I'm just glad that you're still the KP I know and love," Ron said with a hug. "But one question: What's to stop those guys down there from showing that tape to everyone. I mean, they don't know it's fake, and neither does the world."
"True, but Destro knows what Al Quhad really looked like," Balalaika mentioned. "He should be voicing his displeasure about how he thinks this is all a scam by V.I.L.E. right about..."
"You arrogant witch!" the arms dealer shouted at the Countess. "You dare try to make a false tape and charge us for this farce?!"
"Now..." the mob boss finished as she stood up. "Well, that's my cue to quell our guests before a riot breaks out. Please enjoy our VIP Lounge as my Christmas gift to you both for helping to settle this matter. But once the masses take their leave, I want you out of the city."
"Uh, thanks...I think?" Ron replied.
Once the head of Hotel Moscow and her right-hand man left, Ron noticed a bottle of wine sitting on the table along with two glasses with it. Taking this as a sign, Ron cracked open the bottle and poured a glass for both him and his beloved.
"Merry Christmas, KP."
"Merry Christmas, Ron."
As SheZow flew the snow-covered skies toward Santa's workshop, her mind raged with not only the horrors she feared that she would see in the aftermath of SheZap's carnage. She feared that she was already too late and that Santa had been infected. It was not an exaggeration that Christmas was in danger. For if SheZap had her way, then every child on Earth would be infected with her dark clone's madness. However, as Guy flew toward Santa's workshop, she noticed something sticking out of the snow. At first, not believing what he saw, Guy stopped mid-flight and descended down back to the ground to get a closer look. As she suspected, the object that was lodged in the snow was her now wrecked SHE-C-10.
"What the hell...?" was all Guy could say about the scene before her.
As she looked at her now destroyed vehicle, the Glamazon warrior noticed something on the ground. It was a camera with a note that had the words 'Play Me!' written on it. Still confused by all this, Guy picked up the camera and played the recorded video. The first image she saw was that of SheZap, who was having a coughing fit.
"We're rollin', Puddin,'" Harley's voice could be heard off-screen.
"Hiya, sis," the evil clone began as she cleared her throat. "Well, as you might've guessed, we didn't make it to the fat man's house. I'm not feeling like fighting my way through elves while I'm coughing up blood. So, the misses an' me are gonna have to cancel our own version of Christmas this season. But just 'cause my health kept me from getting the job done this time doesn't mean you can breathe a sigh of relief. Remember what I told you. Keep an eye on your friends, and I'll see you real soon, Guy. And have fun digging your plane outta the snow!"
With a haggard, yet still chilling laugh, the video ended, leaving Guy with a sense of dread knowing that six of her friends might become monsters at any given moment. But, for now, this was a small victory.
"Looks like you could use a lift," a voice suggested.
Instantly recognizing the voice, Guy turned around to see the man she had come all this way to see and protect. There, standing before her with his reindeer and sleigh at his side, was Santa Claus.
"Frosty sent me a message about what SheZap was up to. I wanted to try and talk your sister doing out of something rash," the spirit of the holidays explained.
"Thank you, sir," SheZow replied before adding "But SheZap isn't my sister."
"So you keep saying," Kris Kringle noted. "I'll have the elves come by and fix your plane. In the meantime, you look like you could use a ride, and I need a co-pilot."
"Wait..." Guy gasped. "You mean...?"
"There's plenty of room on the sleigh," the jolly red man offered.
With a child-like squeal, Guy ran over to the sleigh and jumped into the passenger side. With a crack of the reins, the sleigh took off into the night all the while Guy laughed all the way through the ride.
Happy (Belated) Holidays
From the Infinity Verse