Every Light Bot in the Lab liked Christmas a lot.

But Forte, in Dr. Wily's Fortress did not!

He hated Christmas, the whole Christmas season! And he hated it for all kinds of reasons.

He hated the presents that were given out on that day, he hated the happy laughter of his arch nemesis as he went out to play.

"He shouldn't be happy." Forte said to his pet. "Why is he allowed to have so much fun when it's my job to make him upset?"

His ever loving dog gave him a look that said "You are thinking about this way too hard, bonehead."

Forte growled, then looked at the blue bot, "There must be someway to stop this, and I have just the plot!"

Gospel let out a slow and long sigh, "Here we go again." He thought, giving his master the evil eye.

Forte chose to ignore or did not see, and he silently stole away from the Fortress with his faithful dog at his knee.

Forte looked in the cozy Light home, and saw his enemy place under the tree, a bone.

Rock lifted a finger to his lips when Tango came wandering in looking a bit miffed.

Forte glared at the one he so did hate and gave him a good long death stare before setting the bait.

Rock started to yawn and went to his room followed by his companions and a sense of impending doom.

Forte slowly crawled down the chimney up top, then lost his footing, resulting in a twenty foot drop.

"Damnit! How the hell is a fat guy supposed to do that?" Forte hissed as he picked himself up from the hearth and his pet.

His dog gave his master another evil look, as Forte started to take the gifts from every nanny and crook.

Then Forte stole out the front door. "Like I'm stupid enough to try the chimney once more."

Forte went over to a nice big crevasse (pronounces crev-ah-s) and held up the gifts ready to give them a toss.

But then, you know what they say? That Forte grew three times meaner that day!

He held the gifts high and started to throw when a loud whistle pierced through the snow.

Forte turned around and to his surprise who did he see? None other then the red bomber himself, who looked less than pleased.

"I suggest you give those gifts back." He said glaring at Forte through his shades of black.

Forte snorted. "Yeah? You think I should? And what in our history makes you think I would."

Blues was silent as he thought for awhile. "Because you're a moron!" came a voice from behind a snow pile.

Forte turned to glare at the pest, and saw the person that he didn't like best. (Yeah, stupid I know . )

But wait, was that really the Blue Bomber? Then why was there a ponytail under his armor.

Forte's eyes widened as he looked at the new foe, it was not Rockman standing there, he didn't wear a bow!

Roll glared at the ebony bot in the armor she "borrowed". Forte smirked, and her glare narrowed.

Forte shifted with the weight of his pack, and Roll said "You can give that back."

"Like hell! Again I ask, what makes you think I'll do this task?"

"This is why" she said grabbing an oversized hammer and charged forward yelling "This is my slammer!"

After ten minutes of pounding was done, both of the Wily bots had vacancies in Kingdom Come

Blues looked at his sister give a smirk then he turned around with a quick jerk

"Glad to know I wasn't needed. Merry Christmas sister dear." And he left as quickly as he could, knowing his resolution for the New Year. (Never upset Roll)

Roll walked over to the pile of gifts, dusted them off and started on home. She couldn't wait to see her brother's face when he opened her gift the next morn.

Rockman ran down the stairs on Christmas day, to see Roll asleep against the gifts she had worked so hard to save.