This chapter, from the music to the funny moments, is dedicated to all medical personnel working on the front lines of the pandemic, the millions of people around the world who have either recovered or are still suffering from COVID, the 1.5 million who lost their lives, everyone out there who won't be able to see their families over the holidays, and the spirit of the holidays itself.

Everyone, enjoy.

(Disclaimer: Some of the lyrics are borrowed from the 2014 version of the song, and others are my own changes. I do NOT own this song.)

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'Twas a few weeks before Christmas, and all across the island, not a creature was stirring, not even a-

*ring* *ring*

Dang it.

Anyway, Chris pulled out his phone and checked the Caller ID. Don. Sighing, he answered.

"Okay, what do you want?"

Cue the two-way split screen, with Don on the left side, and Chris on the right.

"First of all, I must ask," Don said. "How's my least favorite TV host doing?"

"Better than you, that's for sure," Chris said. "Now, what's this all about?"

"Did your producers tell you about that Christmas music video they want our shows to do?"

"You called because of that? Yes, they told me."

Don laughed. "Just checking."

"I'm surprised they want this to happen, but I'm not surprised WHY."

"Neither am I," Don said. "With the pandemic and everything else going on, not a lot of people have a good reason to celebrate these days. Spreading a little holiday cheer with a collaboration will help lift those spirits. Don't you agree?"

"Meh. I'm more interested in the payment they said I would get for this." Clearly, Chris didn't care about the music video idea.

Don sighed. "Typical Chris. Though admittedly, the payment IS nice."

"A little extra money never hurt, and- oh, hang on. I'm getting another call."

"Who is it?"

"Hades."

"Well, let us both talk to him then."

Chris answered the phone for Hades, and the split-screen shifted to include Hades (at the bottom of the screen).

"Greetings, fellow makers of chaos," Hades said to both Chris and Don. "Did your producers tell you yet?"

"They did," Don replied. "And they apparently said your show is getting involved."

"You know it," Hades responded. "I asked to join in, and no one can say no to someone like me. I mean, think about it. I'm me. And now Total Drama Everything, The Ridonculous Race, and Whose Line Is It Anyway? are joining forces to spread holiday cheer."

Chris wasn't convinced. "Hold on. Why on Earth would the God of the Underworld, who lives for death and destruction, want to take part in an event meant to spread happiness and good will?"

"And don't say it's for the cash," Don added. "We all know you don't need the money."

"Well, do you guys? You're game show hosts after all."

Don had nothing to say about that. "That's a good point," Chris replied.

"Besides, I want to get involved because I'm bored. In between episodes of my own show, I have nothing to do. I would try to take over Olympus again, but until I find a way to keep that muscle-bound thorn at my side Hercules from stopping me, what's the point?"

"Guess that's fair," Chris said. "So I've been told to contact everyone from all three seasons of Total Drama Everything. Plus Chef, the Warners, and myself, that amounts to...fifty people on my end of the deal."

"Thirty-five for me, since I think you counted Yusei and Lammy as part of your fifty," Don added.

"Ever since I took the hosting job, I've become friends with the three regulars from the real-life show," Hades said. "I can ask them to join in, so that's four. Strange thing, they remind me of those three hooded guys who gave me the job in the first place."

Chris did the math. "That's eighty-nine participants! This is gonna be huge!"

"Guess we should start rounding our groups up," Don said. "Also, figured you had met the same hooded figures Chris and I did, Hades."

"I know, it's scary."

"I'm not gonna think about it," Chris said. "Anyway, I'll see you guys soon with my competitors."

"Same here," Don said.

"Hope this ends well," Hades said. "Yikes, I'm never saying that again."

They all hung up.

(The next day…)

Three boats, all varying in size, zoomed across the lake to a snowy island not far from the TD3 camp. The largest boat had the TDE logo on the hull, while the middle boat had the logo for the Ridonculous Race, and the smallest boat had the logo for the multiverse version of Whose Line Is It Anyway?.

A few moments later, the three boats stopped at the island's shores, and everyone boarding said boats disembarked one by one. Literally the first person out was Deadpool, who practically hopped out and danced with joy.

"I can't believe this is happening! I'm part of a goodwill project for the holidays!"

Most of the people on the TDE boat were groaning as they came out. "So glad that's over," Sam sighed.

Some of the people from the RR boat looked at the miserable states of the TDE group. "What happened to you guys?" Sam (Winchester) asked.

"Deadpool sang endless Christmas carols the entire time we were on that boat," Mega Man replied. "I dare someone to find one second where a musical note wasn't coming out of his mouth, and I'm not kidding."

"That bad?" Ryuko asked.

"It was."

Nearby, Hades got out of the final boat, but then turned to look inside when he (and everyone else) heard a thud, which was replaced by Hades being toppled over by three figures. The next few moments consisted of this dog pile trying to untangle itself.

"Guys, get off of me!"

"Hey, someone's foot is in my face."

"Really? Whose foot?"

"Judging by how big the shoe is, I'm gonna guess Ryan's."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got big feet."

It had dawned on everyone else. Somehow, Hades has followed through with his promise and managed to get Ryan, Colin, and Wayne (the three real-life regulars on Whose Line?, and the ones who anonymously roped Hades into hosting the new version) involved in the project.

"Think we should help them already?" Carmen asked.

With that, a few people walked over and pulled the four off each other. Deadpool was laughing. "I wanna know, just what did Hades have to do to convince you guys to join us on this?"

"Oh great," Colin mumbled. "It's him again."

Wayne dusted himself off. "If you must know, since Hades doesn't care about money, we're getting his payday and splitting it between us," he explained.

"As good a reason as any," Lammy said.

Ryan had gotten a good look at Shrek. "Huh, he was right. Shrek IS taller."

The Warners had gotten a good look at the other three. "Another funny trio?" Yakko asked.

"We MUST become friends with them," Wakko suggested.

"I'll prepare the friendship bracelets after this is over," Dot added.

Meanwhile, Chris and Don were doing a headcount of everyone there, including themselves.

"Got everyone from my end," Chris said. "You?"

"Yep. And Hades' party's already here."

"Sweet. Let's begin then."

At this point, everyone had begun conversing with each other. Noodle had found 2D and Murdoc, and being in a band together, they were obviously talking. Moka was chatting with Kurumu and Mizore, as well as Seras and Alucard. Chris, Don, and Hades stepped on a nearby tree stump and began calling out.

"Hey, guys?" Chris asked. "Can you listen to us?"

"We require your attention at the moment," Don said.

"You guys suck at this," Hades told them. "Watch and learn."

Using his powers, he conjured a large horn and blared it across the area. Everyone there covered their ears.

"Gods have all the fun," Don muttered.

Chris cleared his throat and began speaking. "As you all know, the productions of Total Drama Everything, The Ridonculous Race: Multiverse Mayhem, and Whose Line Is It Anyway? have decided to join all three shows together in a project to spread some much-needed goodwill to the world in such turbulent times. And what better way to do so than to sing the classic 'Do They Know It's Christmas?' together? You guys agree, right?"

Everyone cheered.

"So let's take the next few days to stir up some holiday cheer into the world, shall we?"

More cheering.

Deadpool looked forward (directly at the reader). "Before we get to the main event, here's a timeskip."

(Two days, a ton of takes, and hundreds of mugs of hot chocolate later…)

(Everyone is scattered throughout the snow-covered forest, most wearing winter gear. At their spots, Noodle and Lammy have their guitars out. Murdoc, standing at his spot, has his bass. Snake Eyes is holding a drum machine (because Russel was too busy with other things to be able to help with the project). The only one not standing is 2D, who has his keyboard set out near a large clearing. He starts the music, a slow but smooth tune. The shot turns to Deadpool, the first one to sing, after which it switches to whoever is singing at that moment.)

Deadpool: It's Christmas time,

There's no need to be afraid.

2D: At Christmas time,

We let in light, and we banish shade.

Ryuko: And in a world of plenty,

We can spread a smile of joy.

Gaz: Throw your arms around the world

At Christmas time.

(At this point, Noodle, Murdoc, Lammy, and Snake Eyes begin their own instruments. Everyone starts to walk forward from their spots.)

Snake: But say a prayer

And pray for the other ones

Zelda: At Christmas time,

It's hard, but when you're having fun…

Nagito: There's a world outside your window.

Bayonetta and Natsu: And it's a world of dread and fear.

Alucard: Where the kiss of love can kill you.

Riko and Harry: And there's death in every tear.

Shrek: And the Christmas bells that ring there

Are the clanging chimes of doom.

Chris, Don, and Hades: Well tonight, we're reaching out

To bring love to you!

(Across the forest, various trees are being lit up with Christmas lights.)

Rukia: And there won't be snow or mistletoe

This Christmas time.

Yusei: The greatest gift we'll get this year

Is life.

Sebastian and Ryan: Turmoil and chaos unfurled

Sam (Totally Spies) and Callie: In this uncertain world.

Chris, Don, and Hades: How do we know it's Christmas time at all?

(At this point, everyone has reached the clearing where 2D is playing his keyboard.)

Dean, Ash, Kurumu, and Marie: Here's to you!

Wayne: Raise your glass for everyone.

Phineas, Katie, Mega Man, and Carmen: Here's to them!

Sam (Winchester): Underneath the shining sun.

All 89 people there (minus Snake Eyes, duh): Do we know it's Christmas time at all?!

(As the big note rings out, the rest of the forest becomes a forest of shining Christmas lights. With the way everyone came in, they have formed one giant circle. So they all link their arms together to complete this circle. This way, everyone can look at each other, or at least feel, in Toph's case. Nearly everyone smiles.

All: Heal the world!

Let us know it's Christmas time again!

Heal the world!

Let us know it's Christmas time again!

Heal the world!

Let us know it's Christmas time again!

Heal the world!

Let us know it's Christmas time again!

Heal the world!

Let us know it's Christmas time again!

Heal the world!

Let us know it's Christmas time again!

Heal the world!

Let us know it's Christmas time again!

Heal the world!

Let us know it's Christmas time again!

Heal the world!

Let us know it's Christmas time again!

(The last few lyrics repeat a few more times as the music fades out. Then, silence.)

All: HAPPY HOLIDAYS! WOOOHOOOO!

Once the cheering stopped, everyone looked at each other.

"Now what?" Dante asked.

Most people shrugged, but then…

"SNOWBALL FIGHT!" Deadpool exclaimed.

And that's how the Christmas goodwill project ended, almost ninety people going around and throwing snowballs at each other and just having a good ol' time. Exactly what Christmas is all about.

We hope you enjoyed your present, readers. This was given to you by a girl with a laptop sitting on a chair who wanted to give a little bit of holiday cheer to the world at a time when said cheer was hard to find. The ninety people throwing snowballs at each other right now might be enjoying their holidays, but many people in the world don't get to celebrate them the way they want. And many others lost more than the holidays, but also their lives.

So this Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or whatever you celebrate, for whatever reason you can't celebrate this time of year the way you want, just remember it's STILL the holiday season. No virus or other issues in the world will ever be able to take that away from you, because the spirit of the holidays resides in your very heart.

That might sound corny, but you get the idea.

"Ha!" Dean exclaimed in the background. "You missed!"

SPLAT!

"Didn't that time."

And so TheMasterKat sang, as she typed with all her might, Happy Holidays to All, and to All a good Night! Or day, if you live on the other side of the world from where I live.