Building in New york
(Skipper's POV)
"Skipper?" Private said. "Windup Monkey Misdirect. Execute!" I shouted. Private, Elsa, and I imitated windup toys as we walked out. "Cute toys," one of the fake santas said, "You know where I can pick up a couple for my kid?" Confirmed…Santa doesn't have kids…or grandkids.
Central Park Zoo
(Roger's POV)
"OK, I'll take the lead voice, you'll take the ostinato," I said. the Chameleons just stared at me blankly. I sighed, "The ding dongs." "Ding dong Ding Dong…" they than continued to ding dong while I started to sing. "Here come the bells I hear the bells…" suddenly the piano started to play…badly. "That's not the bells…" "What is going on here?" I asked the gorillas.
"Excuse me, fellas? We're on kind of a tight schedule here and I don't…" "So shut it, already," Bing said, "We're trying to write a Kidsmas tune here, your mind?" who's the music director here? "Hey, yo, Bing," Bada said, "You got a rhyme for Yellow snow?" "Ok, how about…What?" I said. "Errgh!" they both said as they beat their chest and grabbed the piano away. "Backing off," I said.
Meanwhile
(Marlene's POV)
Rico put the finishing touches on a snowman. "Rock 'n roll, Rico!" I said, "Just a few hours till daylight and the zoo's only halfway decorated! I…" I bumped into mason and Kowalski who were wearing…Top Hats? "Pardon me," Mason said, "I was just…" We all gasped we were saw the the zoo was split up into two different clashing designs. "Guys?" I asked, "what are you doing?"
"Our jobs. Obviously," Mason said. "Decorating in 19th century Dickensian regalia," Kowalski said. "whoa whoa," I said, "Ok, first, we're the decorations committee." We showed our assignment cards. "second…uh…Dickens? Yeah, did you get a visit from the ghost of Christmas been there, done that?" "No, no, no," Mason said, "We are the decorations committee…" They showed us their assignment cards. "And at least our ideas didn't come form the pages of Winter Hooligan Monthly…"
Rico was in fact reading a copy of Winter Hooligan Monthly, "Hey!" He shouted, "how did they know that?" "hmm…I guess we were all supposed to work together, huh?" "No problem," Kowalski said, "We can clear your junk out in no time." Rico blocked Kowalski from our half of the zoo. Rico than said something in riconese that only Kowalski would understand. "I say humbug to you, sir! Humbug, humbug, humbug!" "Guys, guys!" I said trying to be reasonable, "Obviously, there's a difference in styles here, but come on! It's Christmas. There's nothing we can't fix with a little peace, love, and togetherness." "I'm sorry," Rico said, "blah-blah-blah-do-blah-doo." "Tot, tot, old bean, think nothing of it," Kowalski said.
Private has a better british accent that Kowalski…well private is british after all. "OK, great. So how do we solve this?" I said. "Let's say…elephant rules," I said. "Ok. What are elephant rules?" I said. "Smashin' stuff with Burt's big heinie," Burt sang, "Squash a squash a squash squash squash…" We all cringed at the sight and then Burt has the nerve to say, "Cheerio!" So that's how they want to play it…THIS MEANS WAR! "Rico, my man?" I said, "This otter's about to join the naughty list. Rico laughed evilly and hacked up a chainsaw.
He than started to saw a sleight in half. "Not the Sleigh! Wait!" Kowalski said as we took him out with a snowball. And the war of the decoration committees began.
Meanwhile…
(Skipper's POV)
all the Santa dumped their profits into a bucket. "Hey, not a bad charity haul this year. Merry Christmas, guys!" "Merry Christmas!" One of the Santa saw a candy cane being pulled out of the room by us and went into the next room. We quickly knocked him out and dragged him out of sight….here's hoping Officer X isn't playing Santa this year and is in this building.
The fake Santa found himself in a dark room tied to a chair with a wreath the only light being a flashlight. "Wha…What?" I then quickly typed into the speak and spell, "Where is Santa Claus?" "What Is this? Some kind of joke? Esposito, is that you?" "Do we really have time for conspiracies, Skipper?" Elsa asked. "You promised the children the zoo would be ready for Kidsmas," Private added. "Santa Magic, Private," I said, "We get that and we're walking in a winter wonderland."
"Where are you anti-Yule radicals holding Santa and his magic?" I typed. "Hey, Seriously, where am I?" "You are on the bus to Pain-sylvania. Ha. Ha. Ha" suddenly their was a snapping sound as the Rockefeller Christmas tree began to fall. It than crash landed on a nearby News van…Chuck Charles News Van in fact. "I'm a lumberjack!" Mort shouted. he than mistaken a lumberjack for a pirate and said, "Argh matey!" Julian evil laugh filled that air as he took the news van and closed the door. "Hey, somebody's stealing the big tree!" one of the Santa said, "Not in my city, pal." RINGTAIL! the Santa we capture hopped on the chair out of the room
(Julian's POV)
"Yes!" I shouted inside the news fan, "Look at their faces! Punch it." The van zoomed off with the tree and past Chuck Charles and his camera man. "This is Chuck Charles and my van has just been stolen, along with the city's Christmas Tree." "uh…chuck," the camera man said, "Without the van, we're not really broadcasting anything." "I know," Charles continued in his news broadcast voice, "But I am no longer able to speak in a normal voice."
(Skipper's POV)
A army of angry fake santas rushed out of the building. "The real Santa must have escaped," I said, "And the imposters are trying to haul him back in." "But that's Julian and lemurs," Elsa said. "Than Santa must be in there with them!" I said. "Execute Mobile Rescue Op!" I said. "But Skipper, the zoo! Kidsmas!" Private said. "Follow the magic, Private. Remember the Winter Wonderland plan." The Three of us than slid off in pursuit of the tree.
Central Park Zoo
(Kowalski's POV)
Burt, Mason, and I exchanged snowballs with Marlene, Rico, and Phil. Only the strongest design will survive! Luckily for us they were no match for Burt's superior snowball launching capacity. Phil signed something and Rico nodded. "Oh, a plan. Good. What did he say?" Marlene asked. Rico than grabbed Marlene and threw her towards our position.
Phil and Marlene grabbed handfuls of snowballs. "Go! Go! Go!" They then charged at us as snowball flew around them throwing snowballs of their own as they ran. Rico got airborne and sent a barrage of snowballs at our plywood people. "We're losing more plywood men by the second!" Mason shouted. "Hold your ground!" I shouted grabbing mason, "We all knew there would be casualties!" Suddenly a snowball ripped the plywood board I was hiding behind. I gasped, "They got… Tiny Tim."
"You may strike our decorations," Mason said, "but you shall never conquer the spirit of Charles Dickens!" Mason got a snowball to the face for his courage. I got up and shouted, "And his Razor-brimmed top hat!" I flung my top hat sending the enemy running. It then knocked off part of the head of one of their snowmen. "Actually," Mason said, "I don't believe Dickens had a razor-brimmed hat." "Learn your history, chimp," I replied.
Street's of New York
(Julian's POV)
The Police had taken notice of my antics and were now giving chase. A bunch of costumed storefront santas were climbing the tree towards us. "Dashing thru the street, I think it's pretty neat that we scored the best Christmas tree Hey Penguin, you can eat it! Julien Julien, You really are too much." "It's time the feet let off the gas," Mort said, "And stepped on me the clutch!" Suddenly the sounds of police sirens finally reached my ears as lights appeared in my mirrors. "Ah!" I shouted, "We're being high-speed chas-ed!" "quick, more clutch!" tried to shake off the police as they continued to chase me. One of the santas that were holding the tree flew off taking a piece of the tree with him. He bounced off a police car and landed into a nearby chimney. Another Santa flew off and landed in a dumpster followed by two pieces of the tree.
(Skipper's POV)
We swung in on a line and landed on top of the Christmas tree. Private and I took out of the imposter clauses. "Imposters dispatched," I said as we climbed to the driver's seat, "Now let's go rescue the genuine, one and only Santa." "Santa?" Mort asked. "Ringtail?" I said. "Santa!" Maurice shouted. Julian saw a Santa climbing towards us in the side-view window. "Tree!" Julian shouted. "Animals?" the fake Santa said. "Confused!" Private said. "Potato!" Mort shouted. "Potato?" Elsa said. "Abandon van we must save the tree!" Julian shouted.
We all jumped out of the van narrowly missing fake Santa's attempt to grab us. He then screamed as a sea of police cars drove towards us. "What in the name of Good King Wencesias are you…" The Fake Santa hit the brakes sending us and the tree flying across the city.
Central Park Zoo
Christmas Morning
(Marlene's POV)
while the two opposing decoration teams continued to battle and Roger got a headache we lost track of time. And Mama duck and the families of the park walked into chaos. "Ow!" Roger shouted as bada and bing continued to play badly, "Why would you?" The gorillas started to laugh. "Are you sure we're not too early?" We landed in two halfs of a Sleigh in front of our guest. "Welcome to our Kidsmas Winter Funderland!" I said. Suddenly Kowalski landed on top of me, "A sooth, the lass, doth mean our Dickensian celebration of…" And than Rico landed on him and said, "Party!" "You know what? Maybe we'll just come back on a different holiday," Mama duck said.
"No, no, no. It's OK. Really, really, we got big fun ahead," I said, "We got music…" The Chameleons came down and started to creepily, "Ding Dong Ding Dong!" "Ah!" everyone said. Hoping to spare something I said, "And Games! We got Games!" "Who wants first go at the Santa Pinata?" Joey asked. Joey then hit the piñata and the head landed in front of the families. "Ah!" "What are you doing?!" angry parents asked, "You call this a children's party?" "We're leaving!" "Wait!" Kowalski said, "We haven't even decorated the Christmas tree yet!" Suddenly a Christmas Tree or what was left of one landed in the zoo with Elsa, Skipper, Private, and the lemurs on it. Wait… is that the city's Christmas tree!? On impact some of the pine needles flung a young possum against the wall. "I'd like to go home now," He said.
"Eh…What?" Skipper asked. "It started already?" Elsa said. Skipper jumped off the tree to find us arguing among ourselves. "Somebody wanna tell me what in the Jack Frost is going on here?" "Well, Skipper, it seems some people," Kowalski said gesturing to me, "don't appreciate the finer decorating arts." I snapped back by saying, "And some people are suffering from chronic boring disorder." "And some people," Julian said, "wreaked my completely awesome Christmas-y tree." "You were one of those people," Maurice said. "I was deliberately being vague," Julian said. "Ah so it's a tradition now to steal the New York City Christmas Tree?," Elsa asked.
(Skipper's POV)
I watched as everyone continued to argue among themselves. "I had a vision!" Marlene shouted while Joey and Rico began to face off. Rico hacked up a chainsaw and the pair started to circle each other. "well fa la la la boo hoo hoo!" I said, "Didn't I warn you people! I can't leave you alone for one night without…huh…" And then Eggy said the one thing that painfully reminded us all about what Kidsmas is really about, "You said this would be the best Kidsmas. You Promised." And then all the kids and their families walked away disappointed.
"We…We ruined Kidsmas," Kowalski said. "No, I'm the Santa here," I said, "This was on my watch. What have I done?" Suddenly a familiar bell-ringing filled the air as Santa and his reindeer arrived. I half expect Mort or one of the lemurs to yell "THE RED NIGHT GOBLIN!" Santa circled the clock tower and then brought the sleigh to a stop and hopped out. "Well, for started," He said as he landed on the ground, "You roughed up a dozen of my deputies and helped wreck the world's most famous Christmas tree. And I thought I had a busy night."
And then he saw Julian, "Hey…Julien." "Sup,baby?" Julian said. He turned to Marlene who was understandably confused. "yeah we go way back," Julian said. "should we tell him about the North Pole South Pole thing," Elsa said. "I don't think so," I whispered back. "Santa…Real Santa?" I asked noting how all the reindeer were secretly glaring at me…expect cupid who was staring longingly at Private(and Private was staring longingly back). "Those dime store phony Clauses work for you?" I said. "They do the charity work. I deliver the toys," He replied. Makes sense actually he can only be so many places at once… "Works out great when they're not being karate chopped off a speeding Christmas Tree." "Sorry," Elsa and Private said. "We didn't mean to make such a mess of things," Private added. "All I wanted was a tiny taste of that real Santa magic," I said.
"Santa magic?" Santa said as he kneeled down, "But Skipper, you had that from the beginning." "Really? Well then, how do I use…?" "What am I, Your guidance counselor?" Santa asked. "I gotta haul toys to seven more time zones," Santa said, "Trust me. You'll figure it out." Santa jumped back into the sleigh, "By the way Private and Cupid do make a perfect couple." "How did you…?" Cupid asked. He answered cupid's question by tapping the side of his head with his finger. Santa then flew off in his sleigh leaving us to ponder his words.
"What do you suppose he meant You had it from the beginning," Private asked. "The beginning. I don't… Of course!" I said. "Skipper?" Kowalski said. "Santa magic…" I said, "…coursing through veins…feels…gingerbread-y." I then hopped onto a bench, "Follow my lead, people! And can I get some holiday music here?" "That would be perfect," Roger said, "except hat we haven't practiced as much as we…" "yo," bada said, "absolutely." I hopped onto the gorillas piano "Santa magic says try it in G," I said. he started to play in G, "It's Christmas day but you're feeling low," Bada started, "With the cold blue skies and the yellow snow." "Something something something," bing sang, "Giba gaba gago." "But I'll tell you pal," Bada sang, "One thing you gotta know."
"It ain't perfect but it's Christmas!" Bada and Bing sang, "So what if you didn't get all your Christmas wishes?" Kowalski, Rico, and I placed the ruined christmas tree in the middle of central park. "There ain't a better day that's a better one than this is!" Burt took some decorations and decorated the tree with one blow of his trunk. "Cause kid, it ain't perfect, Yo! But it's still Christmas!"
"So Santa skipped the bet things that were on you list," Private sang. Rico hacked up a flamethrower. "But solider tell that frown to cease and desist!" I said tapping the weapon. The weapon fired off like a rocket. "You know when to look," Marlene said as the two possums landed in half of a sleigh, "You'll find Christmas bli-i-i-iss!" She then pushed the sleigh down the snowdrift. "Oh, that's pretty!" Julian said as he snowboarded down the slope on mort, "We'll sing it one more time. Maybe you will catch the jist? Ha-ha-ha" He than slammed face first into a tree.
"It ain't perfect, but it's Christmas!" everyone sang. "Yes," Julian said. "So what a few days…" "Had a few minor glitches?" Mort sang. "Just clean up the mess," Roger said, "and help your mom with the dishes." "Cause kids..." Elsa said. "It ain't perfect, no! But its still Christmas! Christmas! Christmas! Christmas!" "Yea!" Julian said as chameleons lit up our imperfect christmas tree. "Christmas!" everyone shouted. "Ho ho ho ho ho!"
"You really did it!" Private said, "You found the Santa magic! What was the secret!" "No secret, Private," I said, "Big Red was right. We had to get back to where this all started. Trying to make some kids happy for Christmas." "That's it? Santa magic's just making people happy?" Private asked. "Yeah," I said as Santa flew overhead on his sleigh, "seems to work for that guy." Santa flew into downtown and restored the city's Christmas tree. He circled our tree a few time and winked at me as he left. "Merry Christmas, Mr. Skipper Penguin," Eggy said. "And to all, a good night!" I said. "Potato!" Mort said.
MERRY CHRISTMAS
(The Penguins of Madagascar theme plays)
Cast
Tom McGrath: Skipper
Danny Jacobs: King Julian/streetcorner Santa #2
Idina Menzel: Elsa
Jeff Bennett: Kowalski/Chuck Charles/chameleons/computerized voice
John Dimaggio: Rico/Bada/Burt
Jame Patrick Stuart: Private/Joey
Kevin Michael Richardson: Maurice/Bing
Nicole Sullivan: Marlene
Conrad Vernon: Mason/ Streetcorner Santa #3
Tara Strong: Mother Duck/Eggy
Grey Delisle: Possum Kid/Mother
Richard Kind: Roger
Fred Tatasciore: Toy Christmas Tree/Streetcorner Santa #1/Cameraman
Nina Dobrev: Cupid
And
Andy Richter as Mort
With Carl Reiner as Santa