Authoress note: We're inching closer to Christmas and you know what that means!
Awkward family reunions!
(heh heh heh...)
My family's actually pretty cool, but we all have that one family member that really crawls up our skin...
Right?
Please tell me I'm not the only one.
Anyway, Reviews!
InvaderPeppermim: I'm writing these chapters when it's late an I'm tired, so you're not the only one. (Pats back) I know what that disconnection feeling is like, my friend.
SLS: (Sees first review) Actually, Dr. Layson is based on the term "lay person," meaning "ordinary person helping society in ways he can or whatever." But yeah, he can like Lays. I like Lays.
(Sees second review) #BEGONE SATAN! (Holds crucifix)
I really, really hate that freak.
Kitsuneotakugirl91: I looked up the meaing "Stein," and it's actaully German for "stone" or "rock." Henry does have a tough personality.
Twins 'n Fandoms: DO ITTTTTTTT! (If I could suggest something, I'd like to see you and I with clothing pins and measuring tape (as if we designed the dress) while Grace is wearing the dress and glaring at us while we snicker.) But it's your art, do what you want.
LordMaRiFrizi: Dang... I wonder how Santa gets around in your town.
TheFamdomHopper: Sadly, no. My toon cat, Video, did something very... stupid and so the cat's won't be featured in anything until I get them out. If you don't know what I mean, go check out "Fandom Frenzy."
Anywho, on with the story!
Several Countries later, the Santa toon team was flying over the beloved city Paris. Grace eye's widened as she admired the lit-up city.
"This is one of my favorite spots." Santa said as he landed the sleigh. "They have some of the best food here."
Grace deeply sniffed the air. It had a faint smell of fresh bread. "I heard it's the city of love."
"Really?!" Bendy shouted, bouncing in his restraints.
Henry inwardly groaned. "Aaaaand that's why you're staying in the sleigh."
"Aw come on, Henry! Alice, Boris, and Angel got to help in the other countries, why can't I help?"
"Because you're the one who got us into this mess?" Alice retorted.
"What kind of food does Paris have?" Boris asked, redirecting the conversation.
Santa stroked his beard and grinned. "Steak frites, Choucroutes, and of course Croissants!"
Boris's mouth began to drool ink. "Pap, do you think we could get something to eat while we're here?"
Henry shrugged. "I donno if we have enough time..."
"Ah, time is irrelevant when you have magic, Mr. Stein! When we're all done, I'll take you all to my favorite resturant around here! They give free food to whoever comes in a Santa costume!"
Alice frowned. "But... we don't have costumes."
Several hours later, one injured Santa, two humans, and three toons all in Santa outfits waltzed into the finest restaurant in Paris. Well, Grace and Alice wore Santa-style dresses with white lase. Very classy.
OOO
While Boris was wolfing down his meal, Grace gazed out the window. Paris was so pretty at night, all lit up with Christmas lights. Henry and Santa were chatting like old friends.
"I took Mrs. Claus out here for our anniversary a few years ago. She got the biggest plate of food I've ever seen!" Santa laughed, "She ended gaining two belt sizes, but no one at the North Pole cares."
"What was your anniversary year?" Henry asked.
"1500, to be specific." Santa said. Boris choked on his croissant at that comment.
"That's a long time to be married." Grace noted.
"It is, but Mrs. Claus and I are a great team, I don't know what I'd do without her!"
As Bendy listened, he took note of Santa's comment "I don't know what I'd do without her." He understood what that was like.
Suddenly he eyed something in the distance, above an arched entrance to the restaurant. Bendy's toony eyes grew wide with excitement. Leaning over to Boris, he said, "Hey buddy, if ya help me out with something, I'll get ya a free croissant."
Authoress note: Alright Bendy, what are you planning and how many times is Henry going to have to wack you with his ax?
Anyway, follow, favorite, and review! And let me know what you think Bendy is planning.