A Kingdom Hearts Christmas Carol
Act 3
Okay one quick note. I fixed up the mistakes over looked, spelling errors and such. Some of them were overlooked, but in the words of the great Charlton Heston, the rest were put in the spell checking of a damn dirty computer!!!!!
Here it is; the final act. The audience is in, they have finished their orange drink, the orchestra has started to play. The curtain rises, the overture swells- wha-! Oh my god I'm actually rambling about something frivolous. Just another reminder, I don't own anyone in this fic.
If you need a recap of what happened so far, Ansem has been the biggest jerk around. A warning from his dead partner, Professor Hojo tells of three spirits who will come to haunt him. Two spirits have passed and now he must face the third and final spirit...
Ravenf6: Man has always feared the future, but none more so than Ansem. The Spirit of Christmas Future whisks him into what is yet to be written in the annals of time.
Ansem: This doesn't feel like the future. Everything looks the same.
Sepiroth: Is it? Then let me show you something. (He points to a run down building down the road)
Ansem: The old courthouse? What about it?
Sepiroth takes him inside, where a bunch of shady people were waiting in line with all sorts of stuff.
Maleficent: .. And what do you have to auction, today?
Ursula: This fine silk. I got it off a dead man.
Maleficent: Really? This is excellent silk. I open the bidding at 7 gil.
Jafar: I'll take that bid!
Ooogie Boogie: I don't think so: 9 gil!
Maleficent: 9 gil going once. twice.. Sold to the bag of bugs for 9 gil!
Ooogie Boogie: Ooh! This was a real steal! Haw haw haw!
Ansem: Tell me spirit. Who did these people rob?
Sepiroth: I'll show you..
the spirit takes Ansem to a cold graveyard. Ansem: I have a question before you show me; what happened to Little Sora?
Sephiroth:.. Take a look over there.
He points to a group near a small grave and Ansem recognizes instantly:
Aeris: (Sniff) It's not fair.. He was so young..
Riku: Poor little brother. I just can't believe it.
Kairi: Dad, Will we never see him again?
Cloud: I wish we could have found a doctor. But. it's too late now. At least he's in a better place now. Oh, who am I kidding? My youngest child is gone, of course it's not fair.(sighs) Come, let's go back home.he would want us to be brave.
Ansem Walks over to the tombstone and shrinks back in disbelief and he read it: "Here lies Sora- that which has come from Heaven has returned to Heaven."
Ansem: No. This can't be true.. Spirit, tell me that this is not true. Tell that there is still time for this to change. It's pointless that one so young should die.
Sepiroth: . Death is always pointless. That is the point.
Ansem: Isn't there something that can be done to change this unfair departure to the beyond?
Sephiroth: . Death is the ultimate fairness: Young, old, rich or poor, it doesn't matter.; all people live to die. but enough of your whining. We've one last place to see..
Not too far from Sora's grave, two jesters were digging a fresh plot, while the undertake oversees the progression.
Hades:.. And so we bid farewell to. (looks around) What? Is this a graveyard, or an oil painting?
Zorn: Quite a funeral this is!
Thorn: A funeral, this is quite. To bid him farewell no one has come.
Zorn: We're finished over here. Should we bring the body?
Hades: Fine, bring it so we can get this over with. I got a date with my life insurance agent about this.
Thorn: Bring the body we shall. Bury it quickly we will. Ha ha ha ha!
Hades and the jesters leave while Ansem walks over to the dark head stone with Sepiroth right behind him.
Ansem: Spirit .. Whose empty grave is this?
Sepiroth raises his hand as a wall of fire surrounds them. In the flames of the pyre, the writing is as follows: "Lord Ansem- as cold and dark as the monsters he created."
Ansem: No! It's me! But this can't be!!
Sepiroth: But it is; your greed and contempt for the common man merits such a pitiful conclusion (He reaches into his robes and draws out the Masamune ). Your life is now over.
Raising the fearsome sword above his head, Sepiroth looks down upon his quarry with a cruel smile. Ansem is on is knees fearing the inevitable.
Ansem: Wait spirit! Hear me: I t am not the man I was. I vow to keep Christmas in my heart and keep it throughout the rest of my years. The spirits of past, present, and future; I shall take to heart the wisdom they have taught me. Tell me how I may sponge the writing from this stone, spirit! I implore you!
Sepiroth looks down with disgust and then brings the sword down. At the moment of impact, Ansem falls off his bed and onto the floor.
Ansem: Aah! Don't take me yet! I - (opens his eyes) Hmm? This is. my own room (he gets up with a hopeful expression). My own castle. How long was I gone? (opens the closest window and.) It's morning! I'm alive! I never thought it possible; the spirits have given my another chance! Thank the gods for such a beautiful morning!
Ansem looks down and sees Yuffie and the others putting the tools away.
Ansem: You three down there, what day is it?
Yuffie: Today? It's Christmas Day
Ansem: Christmas? Then I didn't miss it!
Wakka: What a whacko: Who misses Christmas?
Tidus: He's gone.
Ansem hurries down to where the children were.
Ansem: Do you know where the butcher's shop is?
Yuffie: Yes, I do.
Ansem: You're a smart girl, you are. I want you to go buy the turkey in the window.
Yuffie: You mean that colossal one?
Ansem: Yes. And tell them to deliver it to the home of Cloud Strife.
Wakka: You're crazy, man. What would we use for money?
Ansem hands each of them a large bag of money
Ansem: Use this. And while you're at it, I want you to go to the toyshop and send a whole shipment over there as well.
Tidus: It's official. The guy's loopy.
Ansem: I see you all did a good job shoveling up the snow. Keep what's left as a reward and, if you want, I got another job for you.
Yuffie: .. Um Mister. I.. that is, we don't know what to say..
Ansem: How about Merry Christmas? Now be off with you. I want you to meet me at my counting house when you're all done.
Tidus: This is so cool!
Wakka: What are we waiting for?
Yuffie: Let's do it!
All three of them: Merry Christmas, Ansem! (they run off)
Ansem: Ha. That's the trouble with this world: Everybody's too busy to say 'Merry Christmas'. But there's so much to do right now..
Ansem goes to town to oversee the purchases made. Just as he makes his way towards Squall's house, he runs into two familiar faces: Phil and Steiner.
Ansem: Hey, I've been looking for you.
Steiner: Mr. Ansem?
Ansem: You're still collecting for the poor? I got something for you (gives Phil a small bag of money).
Phil: (Counts it up) 70 gil? Oh no!
Ansem: Not enough? How about 100 gill more? (puts a larger bag in Steiner's helmet.
Steiner: 100 GIL!?!? Mr. Ansem, this is-
Ansem: No! It's still not enough! (writes a check) Here. 100, 000 gil, and not a penny less. (leaves)
Phil: We could practically build 3 orphanages with this!
Steiner: Thank you Mr. Ansem, for you generous contribution. And a merry Christmas to you!
Ansem: All right, one down and one nephew to go.
Inside their home, Squall was stoking a fire while Rinoa was checking the stove when all of a sudden..
Knock knock!
Rinoa: Who could that be? (opens the door) Oh my goodness! Squall! Get over here.
Squall: What is it- Uncle Ansem!
Ansem: Seasons greetings, nephew. This must be Rinoa. Quite a peach she is.
Rinoa blushes.
Squall: So.. what brings you here?
Ansem: Well, I was considering your invitation to Christmas dinner, and I was wondering if you would have a place for a foolish old man?
Squall: You mean you'll come?
Ansem: That's right, but I've got some things to do first. So keep the food warm and tell Zell to stay away from those hotdogs. I'll see you at six. Merry Christmas, nephew! (He leaves in a hurry)
Rinoa:..Squall, who was that man, and what did he do with your Uncle Ansem?
Squall: You know what? I have no idea.but I'm glad he's coming.
Ansem edges over the corner to the street where Cloud and his family lived. Once they went inside, a smile grew on Ansem's face.
Ansem: Oh just you wait, Strife.
He straightens up with his old fearsome self and knocks on the door. It opens very shortly.
Cloud: ( Shocked) Du-Mr. Ansem! I'm surprised to see you here!
Ansem: ( \_/ growling) May I come in? (Heh, heh, just wait till you see the look on your face..)
Cloud: Sure.
Aeris: (from the kitchen) Cloud dear, who is it.
Cloud: It's my boss, Mr. Ansem.
Ansem: Is that your wife?
Cloud: Yes. Would you like to meet her?
Ansem: (stops acting mean) Yes. That would be nice.
Cloud leads Ansem to the kitchen, where Aeris was roasting the turkey and the children were playing with the toys.
Aeris: Oh my, it's nice to meet you, Ansem.
Ansem: A pleasure. Are those your children over there?
Aeris: Yes. Children, come over and meet our guest.
The children come over
Aeris: This is Riku, our oldest son.
Riku: Hey.
Aeris: .Our daughter, Kairi.
Kairi: Hello, mister.
Aeris: and our youngest child, Sora.
Sora: (cough) It's a pleasure
Ansem: The one called "Little Sora?" It's good to see you (turns stern) Hmm. You seemed to have done well this year, haven't you, Strife? A decked out tree, loads of toys for the children, and- isn't that the butcher's prize turkey??
Cloud: It is. It was just delivered just this morning
Ansem: So this is my thanks for letting you work at my counting house? You steal from innocent folk? Strife, I'm not going to stand for this any longer. Therefore as of this moment.. (scowl turns to smile) I'm raising your salary.
Cloud: O_O...
Ansem: ^_^ (Laughs heartily) And Merry Christmas, Cloud. Merrier than all the others I've given you. Don't worry about the stuff, it's all from me.
Cloud: O_O But..but sir.. are you all right?
Ansem: Never better. Cloud, would you and your family come with me a moment?
Cloud: Um.. Is that alright with you, Aeris?
Aeris: Yes. I don't know what you're so spooked about, he's quite a gentleman. We'd love to.
A short trek later, Ansem stops everyone at his counting house, where Yuffie, Tidus, and Wakka were painting on a large sheet, "Ansem and Strife's"
Ansem: So what do you think?
Cloud: I.. don't know what to say.but why?
Ansem: Along with the gifts, I have two more to give you: The first being that I have decided to make you my partner.
Cloud: Partner?
Ansem: . and second, I have hired a doctor to tend to your son.
Cloud: A doctor? I'm speechless!
Ansem: Perhaps you should you meet him.
A short man with thick glasses comes out of the house
Dr. Tot: Good day to you. Am I correct in assume that this young man is the patient?
Cloud: Yes, he is. Go on Sora, say hello to the doctor.
Sora: You mean I can walk again?
Dr. Tot: We'll see about that in a little while.
Ansem: (To Yuffie, Tidus and Wakka) Hey up there! Change the sign! Make it read "Strife and Ansem's"!
Yuffie: You got it, sir!
Cloud: Ansem. I don't know how I can thank you all this.
Ansem: Don't worry about it. Merry Christmas, Cloud.
Cloud: Merry Christmas, Ansem.
Ravenf6: .. And that, my friends, was how Ansem became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man as the good old city knew. And as for Little Sora, who did not die, he became a second father. Ansem asked for no reward for his own heart laughed, and that was enough for him..
The scene changes to inside Squall's house and everyone is inside for the party.
Ravenf6: ..If there is was any other man, living or dead, who possessed the knowledge, may that truly be said of us all, as Little Sora observed..
Sora: God bless us, everyone.
Wherever you are, or whatever holiday celebrate this season, keep to heart the lessons of past present and future. It's not about the shiny new stuff you may receive, it's about the family you already have and good will to all. May you and your family whether at home or far away have yourselves a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, and Happy Kwanzaa.
The End
Act 3
Okay one quick note. I fixed up the mistakes over looked, spelling errors and such. Some of them were overlooked, but in the words of the great Charlton Heston, the rest were put in the spell checking of a damn dirty computer!!!!!
Here it is; the final act. The audience is in, they have finished their orange drink, the orchestra has started to play. The curtain rises, the overture swells- wha-! Oh my god I'm actually rambling about something frivolous. Just another reminder, I don't own anyone in this fic.
If you need a recap of what happened so far, Ansem has been the biggest jerk around. A warning from his dead partner, Professor Hojo tells of three spirits who will come to haunt him. Two spirits have passed and now he must face the third and final spirit...
Ravenf6: Man has always feared the future, but none more so than Ansem. The Spirit of Christmas Future whisks him into what is yet to be written in the annals of time.
Ansem: This doesn't feel like the future. Everything looks the same.
Sepiroth: Is it? Then let me show you something. (He points to a run down building down the road)
Ansem: The old courthouse? What about it?
Sepiroth takes him inside, where a bunch of shady people were waiting in line with all sorts of stuff.
Maleficent: .. And what do you have to auction, today?
Ursula: This fine silk. I got it off a dead man.
Maleficent: Really? This is excellent silk. I open the bidding at 7 gil.
Jafar: I'll take that bid!
Ooogie Boogie: I don't think so: 9 gil!
Maleficent: 9 gil going once. twice.. Sold to the bag of bugs for 9 gil!
Ooogie Boogie: Ooh! This was a real steal! Haw haw haw!
Ansem: Tell me spirit. Who did these people rob?
Sepiroth: I'll show you..
the spirit takes Ansem to a cold graveyard. Ansem: I have a question before you show me; what happened to Little Sora?
Sephiroth:.. Take a look over there.
He points to a group near a small grave and Ansem recognizes instantly:
Aeris: (Sniff) It's not fair.. He was so young..
Riku: Poor little brother. I just can't believe it.
Kairi: Dad, Will we never see him again?
Cloud: I wish we could have found a doctor. But. it's too late now. At least he's in a better place now. Oh, who am I kidding? My youngest child is gone, of course it's not fair.(sighs) Come, let's go back home.he would want us to be brave.
Ansem Walks over to the tombstone and shrinks back in disbelief and he read it: "Here lies Sora- that which has come from Heaven has returned to Heaven."
Ansem: No. This can't be true.. Spirit, tell me that this is not true. Tell that there is still time for this to change. It's pointless that one so young should die.
Sepiroth: . Death is always pointless. That is the point.
Ansem: Isn't there something that can be done to change this unfair departure to the beyond?
Sephiroth: . Death is the ultimate fairness: Young, old, rich or poor, it doesn't matter.; all people live to die. but enough of your whining. We've one last place to see..
Not too far from Sora's grave, two jesters were digging a fresh plot, while the undertake oversees the progression.
Hades:.. And so we bid farewell to. (looks around) What? Is this a graveyard, or an oil painting?
Zorn: Quite a funeral this is!
Thorn: A funeral, this is quite. To bid him farewell no one has come.
Zorn: We're finished over here. Should we bring the body?
Hades: Fine, bring it so we can get this over with. I got a date with my life insurance agent about this.
Thorn: Bring the body we shall. Bury it quickly we will. Ha ha ha ha!
Hades and the jesters leave while Ansem walks over to the dark head stone with Sepiroth right behind him.
Ansem: Spirit .. Whose empty grave is this?
Sepiroth raises his hand as a wall of fire surrounds them. In the flames of the pyre, the writing is as follows: "Lord Ansem- as cold and dark as the monsters he created."
Ansem: No! It's me! But this can't be!!
Sepiroth: But it is; your greed and contempt for the common man merits such a pitiful conclusion (He reaches into his robes and draws out the Masamune ). Your life is now over.
Raising the fearsome sword above his head, Sepiroth looks down upon his quarry with a cruel smile. Ansem is on is knees fearing the inevitable.
Ansem: Wait spirit! Hear me: I t am not the man I was. I vow to keep Christmas in my heart and keep it throughout the rest of my years. The spirits of past, present, and future; I shall take to heart the wisdom they have taught me. Tell me how I may sponge the writing from this stone, spirit! I implore you!
Sepiroth looks down with disgust and then brings the sword down. At the moment of impact, Ansem falls off his bed and onto the floor.
Ansem: Aah! Don't take me yet! I - (opens his eyes) Hmm? This is. my own room (he gets up with a hopeful expression). My own castle. How long was I gone? (opens the closest window and.) It's morning! I'm alive! I never thought it possible; the spirits have given my another chance! Thank the gods for such a beautiful morning!
Ansem looks down and sees Yuffie and the others putting the tools away.
Ansem: You three down there, what day is it?
Yuffie: Today? It's Christmas Day
Ansem: Christmas? Then I didn't miss it!
Wakka: What a whacko: Who misses Christmas?
Tidus: He's gone.
Ansem hurries down to where the children were.
Ansem: Do you know where the butcher's shop is?
Yuffie: Yes, I do.
Ansem: You're a smart girl, you are. I want you to go buy the turkey in the window.
Yuffie: You mean that colossal one?
Ansem: Yes. And tell them to deliver it to the home of Cloud Strife.
Wakka: You're crazy, man. What would we use for money?
Ansem hands each of them a large bag of money
Ansem: Use this. And while you're at it, I want you to go to the toyshop and send a whole shipment over there as well.
Tidus: It's official. The guy's loopy.
Ansem: I see you all did a good job shoveling up the snow. Keep what's left as a reward and, if you want, I got another job for you.
Yuffie: .. Um Mister. I.. that is, we don't know what to say..
Ansem: How about Merry Christmas? Now be off with you. I want you to meet me at my counting house when you're all done.
Tidus: This is so cool!
Wakka: What are we waiting for?
Yuffie: Let's do it!
All three of them: Merry Christmas, Ansem! (they run off)
Ansem: Ha. That's the trouble with this world: Everybody's too busy to say 'Merry Christmas'. But there's so much to do right now..
Ansem goes to town to oversee the purchases made. Just as he makes his way towards Squall's house, he runs into two familiar faces: Phil and Steiner.
Ansem: Hey, I've been looking for you.
Steiner: Mr. Ansem?
Ansem: You're still collecting for the poor? I got something for you (gives Phil a small bag of money).
Phil: (Counts it up) 70 gil? Oh no!
Ansem: Not enough? How about 100 gill more? (puts a larger bag in Steiner's helmet.
Steiner: 100 GIL!?!? Mr. Ansem, this is-
Ansem: No! It's still not enough! (writes a check) Here. 100, 000 gil, and not a penny less. (leaves)
Phil: We could practically build 3 orphanages with this!
Steiner: Thank you Mr. Ansem, for you generous contribution. And a merry Christmas to you!
Ansem: All right, one down and one nephew to go.
Inside their home, Squall was stoking a fire while Rinoa was checking the stove when all of a sudden..
Knock knock!
Rinoa: Who could that be? (opens the door) Oh my goodness! Squall! Get over here.
Squall: What is it- Uncle Ansem!
Ansem: Seasons greetings, nephew. This must be Rinoa. Quite a peach she is.
Rinoa blushes.
Squall: So.. what brings you here?
Ansem: Well, I was considering your invitation to Christmas dinner, and I was wondering if you would have a place for a foolish old man?
Squall: You mean you'll come?
Ansem: That's right, but I've got some things to do first. So keep the food warm and tell Zell to stay away from those hotdogs. I'll see you at six. Merry Christmas, nephew! (He leaves in a hurry)
Rinoa:..Squall, who was that man, and what did he do with your Uncle Ansem?
Squall: You know what? I have no idea.but I'm glad he's coming.
Ansem edges over the corner to the street where Cloud and his family lived. Once they went inside, a smile grew on Ansem's face.
Ansem: Oh just you wait, Strife.
He straightens up with his old fearsome self and knocks on the door. It opens very shortly.
Cloud: ( Shocked) Du-Mr. Ansem! I'm surprised to see you here!
Ansem: ( \_/ growling) May I come in? (Heh, heh, just wait till you see the look on your face..)
Cloud: Sure.
Aeris: (from the kitchen) Cloud dear, who is it.
Cloud: It's my boss, Mr. Ansem.
Ansem: Is that your wife?
Cloud: Yes. Would you like to meet her?
Ansem: (stops acting mean) Yes. That would be nice.
Cloud leads Ansem to the kitchen, where Aeris was roasting the turkey and the children were playing with the toys.
Aeris: Oh my, it's nice to meet you, Ansem.
Ansem: A pleasure. Are those your children over there?
Aeris: Yes. Children, come over and meet our guest.
The children come over
Aeris: This is Riku, our oldest son.
Riku: Hey.
Aeris: .Our daughter, Kairi.
Kairi: Hello, mister.
Aeris: and our youngest child, Sora.
Sora: (cough) It's a pleasure
Ansem: The one called "Little Sora?" It's good to see you (turns stern) Hmm. You seemed to have done well this year, haven't you, Strife? A decked out tree, loads of toys for the children, and- isn't that the butcher's prize turkey??
Cloud: It is. It was just delivered just this morning
Ansem: So this is my thanks for letting you work at my counting house? You steal from innocent folk? Strife, I'm not going to stand for this any longer. Therefore as of this moment.. (scowl turns to smile) I'm raising your salary.
Cloud: O_O...
Ansem: ^_^ (Laughs heartily) And Merry Christmas, Cloud. Merrier than all the others I've given you. Don't worry about the stuff, it's all from me.
Cloud: O_O But..but sir.. are you all right?
Ansem: Never better. Cloud, would you and your family come with me a moment?
Cloud: Um.. Is that alright with you, Aeris?
Aeris: Yes. I don't know what you're so spooked about, he's quite a gentleman. We'd love to.
A short trek later, Ansem stops everyone at his counting house, where Yuffie, Tidus, and Wakka were painting on a large sheet, "Ansem and Strife's"
Ansem: So what do you think?
Cloud: I.. don't know what to say.but why?
Ansem: Along with the gifts, I have two more to give you: The first being that I have decided to make you my partner.
Cloud: Partner?
Ansem: . and second, I have hired a doctor to tend to your son.
Cloud: A doctor? I'm speechless!
Ansem: Perhaps you should you meet him.
A short man with thick glasses comes out of the house
Dr. Tot: Good day to you. Am I correct in assume that this young man is the patient?
Cloud: Yes, he is. Go on Sora, say hello to the doctor.
Sora: You mean I can walk again?
Dr. Tot: We'll see about that in a little while.
Ansem: (To Yuffie, Tidus and Wakka) Hey up there! Change the sign! Make it read "Strife and Ansem's"!
Yuffie: You got it, sir!
Cloud: Ansem. I don't know how I can thank you all this.
Ansem: Don't worry about it. Merry Christmas, Cloud.
Cloud: Merry Christmas, Ansem.
Ravenf6: .. And that, my friends, was how Ansem became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man as the good old city knew. And as for Little Sora, who did not die, he became a second father. Ansem asked for no reward for his own heart laughed, and that was enough for him..
The scene changes to inside Squall's house and everyone is inside for the party.
Ravenf6: ..If there is was any other man, living or dead, who possessed the knowledge, may that truly be said of us all, as Little Sora observed..
Sora: God bless us, everyone.
Wherever you are, or whatever holiday celebrate this season, keep to heart the lessons of past present and future. It's not about the shiny new stuff you may receive, it's about the family you already have and good will to all. May you and your family whether at home or far away have yourselves a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, and Happy Kwanzaa.
The End