Authoress' note: Sooooo... I promised updates every night and then I vanish from the face of the fandom realms for about a week. I promise I have a good explanation.

Exams.

Need I say more?

Anyway, this will be a longer chapter (still rushed) to reward your pacients!

Chapter 5:

SLS: Bendy: The only little devil around here is ME!

Kitsuneotakugirl91: He keeps a lot of other stuff in there too! (Like Sandwiches)

MeliLouiseNorth: Hopefully until the Christmas season is over! And take your time, we all run at different paces.

JOHNHAMMOND1993: I actually got that name from some Toon Henry fanfics I found on Deviantart. Really cool. Probably a scrooge hat, if you ask me.

LordMaRiFrizi: He might leave one for Grace.

Chapter 6:

InvaderPeppermim: It's a bit hard to explain, but you're parsially right. I don't mind your review (although I had to read it a few times to understand it) And I actually didn't know what a prick was, so I looked it up and..."a puncture made by a needle, thorn, or the like?" Well, Bendy can be a pain at times.

JOHNHAMMOND1993: I have no idea who would voice him, probably Squigglydigg or whoever voiced him in that Butcher Gang animatic. (It's awesome!) And what does Bendy want for Christmas... I donno. Catoons are very hard to shop for. Trust me, I'm a mother of three of them.

SLS: None of us do. Even Orio's busy.

Twins 'n Fandoms: BUD-DUM CRASH! Oh, uh... hi Henry, no, Louise and I wern't talking about anything...

LordMaRiFrizi: Good for you, I was stuck with all of my exams unfortunatly. (This was a tough year...)

gemstarz22 : Henry is not ignorant to Bendy's thing for Grace, that's all I'm gonna say. (Boris and Alice were probably face-palming too)

Henry once had to dress as Santa for his daughter's elementary school, so when he accepted the role of substitute Santa he didn't think it would be impossible. Sneaking around? Had to do that all the time back in Joey Drew Studios. Carrying gifts? Had to do that every Christmas vacation. This couldn't be too hard...

...Right?

Oh, wait, there are chimneys.

"Come on, old man! You can do it!" Bendy heckled from the sleigh. He sat in the back seat, lassoed with Christmas lights to prevent him from causing more trouble. Henry, red sack swung over his shoulder, stared at the chimney as if he didn't know what it was.

"It takes some getting used to, but it's the most effective way down." Santa reassured. "I used to get stuck all the time, but over time I got the hang of it.

Henry still stared at the chimney in disbelief.

"You okay dad?" Grace asked from the sleigh.

"Uh... yeah, just trying to figure out how to do this."

"Aw... does Henwy need somewone to hold hiws hawnd?" Bendy mocked.

"Bendy, you are going to be on the naughty list forever." Alice snapped.

Henry took a deep breath. "Okay, Henry, you can do it." Carefully he stepped into the chimney and inch by inch slid down, gripping the walls like his life depended on it. Ash and sot filled his nose, tempting him to sneeze. Eventually he unceremoniously plopped to the bottom, releasing a cloud of dust. Unfortunately, he had landed right on some charred logs, hitting him right in the balls.

"Okay..." Henry wheezed, "...That was pleasant."

Henry crawled out of the chimney, shook himself off, and set to work. It was extremely dark, but fake candles lit up the room well enough to see that the place was a homey little shack. Quickly and quietly he filled the stockings, sacked the presents, and was just about to crawl back up when he noticed the cookies on the dining room table.

Henry's face lit up as he approached the plate. 4 chocolate chip cookies, home-baked. He stuffed one in his mouth and wrapped the other three in a paper towel. Best not to stuff himself too much.

Just then Henry heard a low growl behind him. Cookie in mouth, Henry slowly turned to come face to face with a great dane. Before anything else could happen, the guard dog pounced on Henry, causing him to ram into the table. The china plate crashed onto the floor, no doubt alerting the family. As Henry struggled towards the chimney, the thumping of rushed footsteps came from a hallway.

"Oh crap!" Henry hissed. "Santa, how do I get back up?!" He yelled into the chimney.

"You're done already?" Santa asked.

"Well-augh- yeah, and now I'm going to be eaten by a guard dog."

"Dad!" Grace shouted in alarm.

"Don't work, just put your finger by your nose and give a quick nod."

Henry frowned as he tried to get the dog off his leg. "What?"

"Just trust me, it works."

Henry, running out of options, did as Santa said. With a "poof" he was back on the roof, covered in dust and dog bites.

"Not bad for a first try." Santa noted cheerfully.

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