Hi guys, merry almost Christmas! I took this as a special occasion and attempted to write my first ever full episode of Gotham! And I know a lot of you guys don't celebrate Christmas, but this chapter isn't just about Christmas. It's also about friendship and family and giving love, and I'm pretty sure everyone can relate to that. And if you're wondering why it's Cat's Christmas party, well this story is rated T. Catsmas with Cat is much more T-rated than Drinksmas with Bullock or Killsmas with Penguin. Enjoy!

Drew Powell got out of his car with David Mazouz, and the two walked into the Gotham studio together to meet the rest of the cast. Gotham was going on a winter break, but the cast had gotten a text from Jack to meet him on the Wayne Manor set for an urgent meeting. Drew and David came to the Manor set and found the rest of their fellow cast members sitting around waiting for Jack.

"Hey guys." Drew said. "Did you get a text from Jack too?"

Ben nodded. "Yep. I'm a little concerned as to how he got our numbers."

Suddenly, all the cast members stopped and looked around as Jack's voice said, "T'was the night before Christmas, and all through the set, the cast and producers had already met, so come gather 'round and grab a marshmallow, as I tell you the tale of the Gotham Holiday Special."

The cast found Jack sitting on a shelf in the study, and David asked, "Why are you talking in rhyme?"

"I'm currently in the middle of a story, Dave, so please just sit still, have fun, and behave, so I can spread some holiday cheer, as I tell you what happens in Gotham this year."

Morena shrugged, "Yeah, I guess it'd be cool to give our fans a holiday special."

"As the fans are sad that we're on hiatus, we have to start filming now at the latest, and as it's getting harder and harder to rhyme, I'm going to start while it's still daytime. Now I'll tell you a tale that is complex and witty, of all our friend's Christmases in Gotham city."

IT'S THE GOTHAM CHRISTMAS SPECIAL! STARRING BEN MCKENZIE AS DETECTIVE JAMES GORDON! DAVID MAZOUZ AS BRUCE WAYNE! AND EVERYONE ELSE AS THEMSELVES BECAUSE YOU ALREADY KNOW WHO THEY ARE!

"Really, Jim?" Bullock sighed, chasing his partner around the precinct. "You're making me work on Christmas?" It was about two hours until midnight and the sun way already starting to go down.

"Everyone knows there's always more crime around the holidays." Jim said. "Captain Barnes has already given us a case."

"Santa Claus and Rudolph did not give birth to Baby Jesus just so you could work over the holidays." Bullock growled.

Jim looked at his partner confused. "That's not even what happened."

"JIM! BULLOCK!" Captain Barnes yelled. Jim and Bullock ran to his office and closed the door, seeing Barnes' very un-Christmas-sy facial expression.

"As you know, it's Christmas." Barnes said. "That means crime is at an all-time high in Gotham. Criminals everywhere are robbing banks and beating old ladies because they think we're on vacation, but they're wrong! That's why no cops that work for me are staying home for the holidays. We're all working!"

"Cap, don't you think that's a bit harsh?" Bullock asked. "I mean, how much crime could there be over the time of giving and holiday cheer?"

(SHOT OF SKYLINE, EXCEPT THE SKYLINE HAS LIKE CHRISTMAS LIGHTS AND STUFF.)

At Wayne manor, Selina had snuck through the window of the study and was ready to have a Christmas party with Bruce when she was greeted with a most appalling sight. Wayne Manor was completely devoid of holiday cheer. There were no lights or tree or tinsel or presents or anything. Just Bruce drinking some tea by the fireplace.

"No!" Selina yelled, almost making Bruce drop his tea. "No, no, no, no, no, this is not going to work at all!"

"What do you mean?" Bruce asked.

"Where's the tree? The presents? The stockings above the fireplace?! You are rich and have a huge house, so my expectations for you were very high, and I am very disappointed in you."

Bruce looked at her confused. "Alfred says Christmas is just a commercial fad used by already bloated businessmen to fill their brimming pockets with the pathos of consumers."

Selina picked up a lamp and hit herself over the head with it a few times. "Nope, this is not going to work. I am going to get the lights, tinsel, stockings, and presents, and we are going to have a real Christmas together. You're going to thank me for this."

(SHOT OF SKYLINE)

Penguin marched down the dark street of a territory followed by his army of henchmen. He was standing at the edge of the last remaining territory of Theo Galavan. It was being held straight by Galavan's last henchman, a man named Royston Paige. Royston had worked his way into the mayor's office while secretly being a heavy supporter of the Order of St. Dumas. Apparently, Royston didn't get the memo that the Order had been chased out of Gotham and was still holding onto his territory in case they came back. That just wouldn't do.

Gabe the henchman walked up to his boss and asked, "Boss, what are we doing here?"

Penguin smiled. "The Dumas were erased from Gotham's history once by the Waynes. I'm going to do it a second time."

"But it's Christmas." Gabe said. "We shouldn't be killing people on Christmas."

"Didn't you throw paper on the ground on Arbor Day?"

"...Yeah."

"Then I can kill people on Christmas! Now let's go!"

(SHOT OF SKYLINE)

"Captain, guys!" Alvarez yelled, running into Barnes' office while he was talking to Jim and Bullock. "You've got to see this!"

Barnes, Jim, and Bullock stared at the television screen while Alvarez popped a tape in. It rewinded for a bit, and then Alvarez pressed play. The face that appeared on the screen seemed familiar to Jim, but he couldn't place a name to it. Finally, only one name kept ringing in his head.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Jack Buchinsky." said the Electrocutioner, flickering on the television screen. "Guess who's out of Arkham Asylum? Now, I know that you so graciously decided to celebrate Christmas without me, and I don't blame you. I don't want to be the one who spoils the fun, but now that I'm out, I'd like to make a very big entrance. Expect the New Year's fireworks to come a bit early this year."

Captain Barnes slammed his desk in anger and yelled, "Alvarez, go check Arkham for any clues from his escape. I don't need the Electrocutioner screwing things up. Jim, Bullock, go find this guy and arrest him by any legal means necessary."

Bullock sighed, "Man, the bad guys get to celebrate Christmas and we don't? I should be at home eating dinner with my family!"

"You live with two cats and your one-legged grandmother you said you hated." Jim said.

Bullock laughed, "I still like having dinner with them."

Jim's head jerked up when the lights started flickering on and off, and electricity crackled all around the precinct. Some people screamed when the lights went off and everything went dark, and two seconds later, the crackling had stopped and the lights were back on. Jim stared at Bullock with only one thought on his mind. "Electrocutioner. He's must be at the central power grid."

"Let's go."

(SHOT OF SKYLINE)

"Well, what do you think?" Selina asked. She stood beside Bruce and looked proudly upon her handiwork on the house.

Bruce, sitting in a chair in the study, had fallen asleep waiting for Selina to get the decorations. As a result, she had used a string of lights to tie him to the chair. He stared at the decorations and asked, "My memory is a little fuzzy, but Santa's sleigh was pulled by reindeer, right?"

"Yep." Selina nodded.

Bruce nodded, "So... how come in your mural, his sleigh is being pulled by flying cats?"

"Because this isn't just Christmas. It's Cat Christmas. It's Catsmas. Seriously, it looks nice though, right?"

Bruce sighed, "You know what? It looks beautiful."

Selina jumped with joy. "Okay, next order of business? We need to get some Catsmas food and presents. What do you think Alfred would like?"

"Alfred doesn't really like the holidays that much."

"No? Well that just won't work."

Ten minutes later, Alfred was watching television in his bedroom as Selina stumbled into the room with a white bedsheet over her body. Alfred kept watching TV disinterestedly as Selina made ghost sounds and screeched, "I am the ghost of Christmas past! Come with me on a journey of-"

"Miss Kyle, get out of my room." Alfred scowled, turning up the volume on his TV. Selina ripped the sheet off her body angrily and went back to decorating with Bruce.

(SHOT OF SKYLINE)

Boom! The door of Royston Paige's office blew up, and Penguin's men shot their guns at whoever was in the room. Penguin limped head-on into Royston's hideout while men were being shot left and right. Eventually, he held up his hand when one man was left standing wearing a business suit that marked him out as working for Royston Paige.

"Merry Christmas." Penguin smiled, his umbrella in hand. "Now, where is your boss?"

The businessman quickly pointed to a door on the left with a quivering finger. Penguin nodded in appreciation, and gave the cue for Gabe to shoot him in the head. After, Penguin's henchmen followed him down the hall to the door and Gabe kicked it open. Penguin limped into the room proudly, finding a bewildered Royston Paige standing behind Captain Barnes, armed with a shotgun pointed straight at Penguin.

"Hello, Royston." Penguin grinned, inching closer. "Who's your friend? Some kind of egg man?"

"Put your hands up, you son of a bitch!" Captain Barnes shouted, cocking his shotgun again.

Penguin smiled in admiration. "Listen, you know who you're protecting, right? Theo Galavan's last supporter in Gotham? Determined to bring the Order of St. Dumas back to exact their revenge? Why don't you just let me kill him now and then I'll go get some salt and mayonnaise and deal with you."

"Nice try, Cobblepot." Barnes growled. "There is no egg joke you can make that I haven't' heard from Bullock! Now put your hands on your head or I will shoot!"

"Really? Because all I have to do is snap my fingers, and my nine henchmen rain a hailstorm of bullets on your round little head. If I were you, I'd throw down the gun, let me kill Paige, and go on with my Christmas night."

Barnes thought for a long time, and finally threw his gun on the ground and stepped to the side, all resentment leaving his face. Penguin smiled and limped closer to Royston with a smile, leaning closer to his terrified face.

"I'm going to wipe out your family's legacy and erase you from the city forever." Penguin smirked. "Say hi to Theo for me in hell."

Suddenly, there was a gunshot behind him and the sound of fighting. Penguin turned around to find Captain Barnes shooting his henchman and knocking them all unconscious. When he was finished, the furious Captain Barnes turned to Penguin and punched him straight in the face, making Penguin's vision go blurry. One more punch knocked Penguin out.

(SHOT OF SKYLINE)

Jim and Bullock were driving to Arkham Asylum in their police car. They had figured they would see what Alvarez had found out before checking out the central power grid. If there was an escape, Buchinsky had found out how to do it without any alarms going off or cameras capturing anything. It obviously had something to do with Arkham's electrical grid.

As the car came to a stop, Jim and Bullock came out and Bullock breathed in the fresh air of Arkham. What they found were the inmates setting up a tree and Christmas lights.

Jim found an Arkham guard and asked him, "Do you always let the inmates set up the lights?"

"Oh, yeah." The guard said. "We like to keep things festive here in Arkham. It gives the inmates a little holiday spirit."

"And that's never gone wrong?"

"Well, there was that one time Ian Hargrove planted a bomb that looked like a Christmas star on the roof. Or when Dr. Marks fixed the lights so anyone who saw them would become hypnotized. Or when the Flamingo tried to eat Balloonman. But other than that, nothing."

Jim sighed, "Who else is on patrol?"

The guard shrugged. "Just me. Everyone else is on holidays. Don't worry, I am more than enough security for this place."

Jim watched as Aaron Helzinger walked by the guard and asked, "Hey, we need more lights. I'm going to head to Walmart to get some, okay?"

"Yeah, just get back before dark." The guard smiled, giving Aaron five bucks and his car keys.

Meanwhile, in another wing of the asylum, Bullock walked through the cells to get to the electrical grid. As he walked past the inmates, he found them giving each other presents and singing Christmas carols. Ian Hargrove walked up to Bullock and whispered, "I have a present for you. You want it?"

"Is it a bomb?" Bullock asked.

"Yes."

"Thank you, but polite pass this time." Bullock continued going through the creepy wing of Arkham. Dr. Marks was trying to flirt with him again by giving him mistletoe that had hypnotics in it, Flamingo tried to get him to come closer to the cell so he could eat his face, and Balloonman tried giving Bullock some holiday balloons that would undoubtedly kill him some way or another. He finally got to Arkham's power grid, which was just a bunch of wires connected to a potato. Right away, he knew exactly what had happened to Jack Buchinsky.

Back outside the asylum, Jim was scolding the guard on what a terrible prison he was running. "This place is in no shape to hold dangerous inmates. Your security alarm is a bunch of soda cans!"

"Why waste money on a real alarm system?" The guard said defensively.

"All of the locks are just yarn tied around the door!"

"I didn't construct this place."

"All of the cells for the most dangerous inmates have knives in their cells!"

"What else are they supposed to eat dinner with?"

Bullock, seeing the conflict going on, ran in, grabbed Jim's shoulder, and whispered to him, "Jim, I have a lead. Buchinsky had an outside man, screwed with the power so Buchinsky could escape. The power was rerouted towards somewhere around Wayne Manor."

"Let's go check it out." Jim said, heading for the police car with Bullock and driving off for Wayne Manor.

(SHOT OF SKYLINE)

As Bruce looked out the window of Wayne Manor, he noticed the city lights flickering on and off again. That was the second time that had happened, probably since Electrocutioner was on the loose. It was only a part of the city that was being effected, but it occurred to him that if the entire city went on complete black-out, there would be trouble.

"Hey, what was that?" Selina asked, walking up behind Bruce. "The lights were being weird."

Bruce nodded. "The entire city has been flashing on and off."

"Oh. Well it better not affect my lights, because they look fantastic. Oh, and look what I just did!" she turned Bruce around so he was facing the study and was looking straight at the Christmas tree she had set up. There was a cat ornament at the top, with lights all around it and the manor's most expensive shiny jewelry used as ornaments. There were also a bunch of wrapped presents all around the bottom.

"Who are the presents for?" Bruce asked.

Selina grinned. "Bruce, there's one for you, but you can't open it yet! You have to wait until the rest of the party to get here?"

"You invited people?"

The front doorbell rang, and Bruce stared at Selina as the sounds of Selina's guests coming in echoed in the hall. Selina ran down to see her guests, and instead found Alfred greeting Jim and Bullock at the door.

"I did not invite you guys." Selina said. "So... bye."

Alfred shooed away Selina, but she hung around the staircase for Jim's speech. "We're here because Electrocutioner just broke out of Arkham. He got a man to reroute the power at Arkham, and we traced the redirection around to this area. Can we check your power box?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, but we're a bit busy right now. Is it possible you can come back in-" Alfred asked.

Bullock smiled, "That's what I said."

Jim and Bullock went down the stairs to check with the power box, and Selina went upstairs with a disappointed look on his face. Bruce asked her where the guests were, and she sadly whined, "It wasn't them. Just Jim and Bullock." The doorbell rang once again, and Selina rushed down happily, once again expecting her guests.

What she instead found was Captain Barnes, hauling the Penguin's unconscious body. As Alfred answered the door with an alarmed look, Barnes growled, "My car broke down as I was taking this son of a bitch to jail. Can I keep him locked up here until I can get him to Blackgate?"

"Of course, it's my citizen's duty." Alfred said, letting Captain Barnes in. Captain Barnes went downstairs, grabbing a rope and tying the Penguin to a post so he couldn't escape and wreak havoc. While he was down there, Barnes noticed Jim and Bullock tampering with the manor's power.

"Gordon? Bullock?" Barnes asked, getting their attention. "I thought I put you on the Buchinsky case."

"You did, Cap." Jim said. "We're here following a lead about Electrocutioner rerouting Arkham's power supply."

"Really? Are you sure this isn't like the last time Bullock went to a pizza shop because he was 'investigating' a regular hideout of Eduardo Flamingo?"

Bullock grinned sheepishly, and the doorbell rang again. Once again, Selina ran down, anxiously awaiting her guests, and it was finally them. She opened the door to find Ivy, Barbara, and Ed standing at the door holding their holiday presents for each other and Bruce. Selina let them in, and the three cops came up to see who was at the door.

Chaos instantly broke out. Bullock started chasing Ivy around the room trying to get back the fedora she stole last time they met. Barbara jumped on Jim, trying to make out with him while he struggled for a gun. Barnes held a gun to Barbara's head. Ed tiptoed past the commotion trying to get to the fridge. Selina looked upon her guests in disappointment and sighed, "This is not what the holidays are about!"

Barnes was thrown across the room by Barbara, and Jim stood up again so the cops were on one side and the bad guys were on the other.

"What are they doing here?" Jim asked.

Selina scoffed, "They're my guests, and they will be treated as such."

Barnes laughed, "Nice try. Barbara Kean, you're under arrest. Put your hands up!"

All of a sudden, the manor's lights flickered on and off, and finally blew out with a loud snap. The mansion's power had gone out, along with the entire city's thanks to Jack Buchinsky working on the city's power somewhere. All the buildings, street lights, and everything that ran electrically was completely black. Alfred grabbed a flashlight and shone it on the crowd, finding that in the dark, Barbara had jumped on Jim and was once again trying to make out with him.

"Ha! How are you going to arrest me now?" Barbara asked. "The power is out city-wide. You have no way of alerting the precinct or driving there or anything! This is checkmate, Cap."

There was a rustling from downstairs, the sound of a knife cutting through rope, and Alfred shone his flashlight so everyone could see Penguin limping up the stairs. "Did the power go out? Wait, that means you have no way of arresting me!"

Barnes threw down his gun in anger and yelled, "Fine, but I'm not staying here with you lunatics! I'm leaving!"

"How?" Selina asked. "It's night time, and the lights are all out. You going to drive in complete darkness?"

"You're right." Ed said. "That's illegal."

Penguin laughed and said, "Well, when has that ever stopped me?"

He started to leave, and Barnes yelled, "You drive in the dark, and I'm giving you a ticket!"

"Oh, yeah, I guess you have to. I deserve it, go ahead and put reckless driving on my docket on top of my hundred-and-seventeen murders." Penguin limped off, stole one of the Wayne's cars, and started on the road back to his hideout.

Two minutes later, there was a loud crashing sound as the stolen car was driven into the front gate of Wayne Manor, and Penguin hobbled back into the house, with an airbag in his face and a broken steering wheel in his hand. "Yeah, don't drive in the dark."

"Hey, look!" Bullock grinned. "That car crash reset your leg!"

Penguin looked down and shook his leg, actually able to wiggle his toes. Penguin laughed with joy and jumped around on his recently fixed leg, cheering and clapping. "LOOK! MY LEG IS FIXED! FINALLY! HA! I CAN FINALLY PLAY HOPSCOTCH AND... OTHER THINGS YOU CAN DO WITH TWO LEGS THAT WORK PROPERLY! YES! YEA – WHOOAAAAAAA!"

While he was jumping for joy in the dark, Penguin did not notice the staircase behind him. He fell backwards, and the others watched as Penguin yelled, "OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! WHY! ARE! THERE! SO! MANY! STAIRS! OW! OW! OW! OOF! Guys? I think I broke my leg again."

Alfred sighed and showed his new guests up the stairs to the study to get them some food, and perhaps pass the time a little quicker until the power turned on again.

Meanwhile, Selina had taken Bruce up the stairs to get him a bottle of milk, and Bruce said, "This isn't good. Those people can't be in the same room for more than a second without killing each other! We have to do something."

Selina sighed, "Bruce, don't worry. It'll all work out."

"But how?"

"You'll see. Christmas is a time of magic and joy, where anything can happen. Christmas magic is real, Bruce. Christmas magic is real."

"Magic isn't real."

Selina slapped her forehead. "Bruce, Christmas is the time when Santa comes to town. Santa's magic, and he only visits you if you've been good all year. Basically, he just skips over this city. Anyway, he has a sled pulled by magic flying cats and his dad is Jesus Christ."

"That's not what-"

"And when Santa comes, he leaves just a little bit of magic behind, and with magic, anything can happen."

Bruce sighed, "Okay, Selina. I believe you. Not because of the magic thing, but I still believe you."

Selina smiled, grabbing an egg out of the fridge and cracking it into her bottle of milk. "Now drink up, B. This is called eggnog, it's kind of a Christmas tradition."

"I'm pretty sure that's not how eggnog is made."

HALF AN HOUR LATER...

Alfred had found some flashlights and lanterns that were enough to dimly light up the study so everyone could see each other. He had given some of the guests some tea, and they were all sitting around awkwardly, keeping an eye on each other.

"So, Jim?" Barbara asked, cuddling up against him. "How have things been going? Work sounds so stressful."

"I have nothing to say to you." Jim growled. "Is everyone here?"

Everyone looked around. Bruce was sitting with Alfred on the couch, Jim, Barbara, and Bullock were sitting on a comfy chair, Barnes was sitting on the ground, and Ivy was leaning against a wall with Penguin and Ed. Suddenly, Barnes said, "Someone's missing."

"Who?" Ed asked.

Jim sighed, "The only one who can see in the dark. Where is that girl?"

Ivy grabbed a flashlight and started walking around looking for Selina. Meanwhile, Alfred attempted to start some idle conversation.

"So, what are you planning to do this weekend?"

Penguin shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe rob a bank or two, build my empire a bit. More money is never bad."

Barnes threw his tea cup down and yelled, "This is all your fault, Cobblepot! If you hadn't gone after Royston Paige, I wouldn't be stuck here with you!"

Penguin laughed, "Umm, I'm sorry, but I specifically heard you saying that Jim and Bullock were put on the Electrocutioner case. Maybe if they were better detectives, they would've caught him and the power would still be working."

"Hey!" Bullock yelled. "We were in the middle of investigating, and then Alfred invited us into his house for tea! Maybe if he wasn't such a well-trained butler, we would have caught Buchinsky, and none of us would be here!"

"I didn't invite you, you barged into my house!"Alfred yelled in disbelief.

Ed laughed. "That's two blames on Bullock, it's his fault."

"That's it, I can't take it!" Bullock yelled. "I don't care how dark it is, I'm driving out of this nut shack!"

Barnes stood up and fumed, "You drive in the dark, and I'm reprimanding you for reckless driving!"

Bullock laughed and turned to Barnes. "You know what? I've been wanting to do this since the day I met you." Bullock drew his fist back and tried to punch Barnes in the face, but Barnes caught the punch and flipped it behind his back. Barnes threw Bullock on the ground and yelled, "You're under arrest for assaulting a police officer!"

"Oh, but when Ivy steals my hats, she gets let go with a warning?!" Bullock yelled. Ivy came back in the room and started kicking Bullock in the face while Barnes held him down. Then, Barbara was inspired by the chaos and jumped on Jim, madly sucking on his lips while he desperately tried to get her off. Penguin unintentionally tried to point at a wall clock and accidentally pointed a gun at Bruce. Alfred jumped on him and punched Penguin in the face multiple times, while Ed tried to get him off. Unfortunately, a member of the Royal Marines was not fazed by the little-girl-like arms of a forensic coroner.

"HEY!" a voice yelled, and everyone stopped fighting for a minute to see a very disappointed looking Selina gazing down at them. Selina sighed, put her milk down on the ground, and sighed, "This is so sad. I started this thing to show Bruce what a real Christmas looks like. He's never seen a real Christmas before, and you know what? He still hasn't. Christmas should be about giving love and caring about each other, spending time with the people you love and showing them what they mean to each other! Instead, all I get is a bunch of people fighting. Christmas is not a time for maiming, or murder, or even rape." Selina looked over at Barbara, frozen in a lip-lock with Jim as she was trying to get his shirt off. "Christmas is a time for forgiveness. It's time to forget all your petty feuds and just for one night, accept each other as human beings and share peace and love with the world."

Barnes and Ivy slowly stopped beating up Bullock. Barbara slowly leaned off of Jim and stepped onto the ground. Alfred brushed himself off and got off of Penguin. Alfred sighed, "I suppose we were being a bit silly."

"I'm sorry for trying to punch you." Bullock said to Barnes.

Ed weighed a bag in his hands and turned to Bruce. "Bruce? I got you something." He gave Bruce the bag with a bow on it. Bruce took the bag with a warm smile and took the present out, and found a snow globe with a miniature Gotham city inside, Christmas lights around the buildings and a pine tree in the center.

"Thank you, Ed." Bruce smiled. "It's beautiful."

Everyone in the room was feeling like a terrible person right then. Penguin nudged Captain Barnes and handed him a wrapped box. Barnes tore off the wrapping paper and found a box of candy in it.

"It was for Royston Paige's funeral." Penguin said with a slight smile. "I guess this is just as good an occasion."

"Thank you, Cobblepot." Barnes said.

"Call me Penguin."

"Thank you, Penguin."

Selina sat down on the couch and started singing, "Deck the halls with paws and kitties, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la."

Bruce joined in, "'Tis the season to be giddy, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la."

Penguin smiled and started singing, "Don we now our guns and barrels, fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la la."

"Time to sing our Gotham carols," Ed sang. "Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la."

Soon everyone had joined in for the second verse. "Snow outside is cold and porous, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. Kill the carolers before us, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, this city of murder and sickness, fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la, join us for a Gotham Christmas, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la." Everyone clapped and cheered as Alfred went to go get some food, and everyone was having an amazing time.

AN HOUR LATER...

"Bullock the bearded PI, had a very giant beard, and if you ever saw it, you would call it very weird, all of the other police, used to laugh and call him names, they never let poor Bullock, join community ball games, then one stormy Sunday night, Barnes came by to say, 'Bullock with your work so tight, won't you take my shift tonight?' then all the police loved him, as they shouted out with glee, 'Bullock the bearded PI, can do extra shifts for me...'"

Everyone laughed and cheered as they finished off their verse at Bullock's expense, shaking their beer cans and chuckling. Even Bullock was having a hard time staying grumpy, laughing and drinking his beer. Everyone had exchanged presents with each other. Even if they didn't have presents, the criminals stole some things from the manor to give each other.

"You know, Penguin?" Barnes sighed. "You're actually a pretty cool dude."

Penguin smiled, "Was that a penguin pun?"

"Yes, yes it was."

Selina jumped up off the couch and laughed, "You guys can be awesome when you're not trying to murder, imprison, or impregnate yourselves with each other."

Barbara grinned, "You know what? Tomorrow morning, I'm admitting myself into Arkham Asylum. I mean, I'll probably escape the next day, but it'll keep me out of your hair for a few hours."

"I appreciate it." Jim said. "You know what? I'm dropping one of the murders off your docket, Barbara. I mean, your sentence will still be more than two hundred years, but you'll have one less murder on your conscience."

"And I'm just going to the bar after this, but if you guys ever drop by the precinct, I'll buy you a pint." Bullock said.

Ivy sighed, "I don't have any presents to give you people, but you're my friends now."

Bruce stood up, tapping his spoon on his tea cup and saying, "I want to make a toast. You know, before this, I never really had a real Christmas. It was all vacations to Hawaii and company timeshares. But now, seeing all of you people having a good time and being together with my family, I think I finally know what Christmas is all about."

Everyone clapped and cheered, hugging each other and enjoying the food and drink when suddenly, the doorbell rang. Alfred grabbed a lantern and went to go see who it was, and Ed asked, "Who's that?"

"Oh." Selina grinned. "I saw how much fun we were having and invited everyone else."

Alfred opened the door and found Butch Gilzean, Detective Alvarez, Lucius Fox, Harvey Dent, and even those two detectives from the MCU from season one that no one remembers came in, all with their holiday presents in hand and with platters of food.

"Wait," Ed wondered. "If the power is out, how did..."

Bullock flipped a light switch, and all the Christmas lights flickered to life, beautiful colours filling the mansion.

"The powers back on!" Penguin exclaimed. "We can go now!"

Every single person in the mansion looked over at each other, remembering the good times they had shared. Finally, Jim sighed, "We can go back to trying to kill each other tomorrow morning. Right now, it's Christmas."

"I've never been so proud of you." Selina smiled, tears of joy dripping down her face.

"Very good, Detective." Alfred said. "Now bring your platters up to the kitchen and let's have ourselves a fest, shall we?"

Tomorrow morning, they'd all go back to trying to kill each other's faces. Penguin would want to take over the city again, and Barnes would do everything in his power to stop him. Barbara would once again try to torture Jim's loved ones and bring him to the dark side so they could be together, and Bullock would provide snarky comments while Jim tracked down Electrocutioner. Selina would rob a jewelry store or two while Bruce and Alfred trained together to one day save the city. But for just then, they all huddled around each other and sang Christmas songs, enjoying each other's company as they celebrated a real Gotham Christmas.

The cast applauded Jack's efforts at creating a perfect holiday episode of Gotham while the young boy laughed hysterically, bowing and smiling, "Thank you, I am a natural talent."

"Well, if we want to get it out before Christmas, we should start right now." Ben said.

"I have a camcorder!" Camren smiled.

"Let's go!" Jack laughed.

The Christmas episode of Gotham was created and released online as a digital exclusive. Unfortunately, the sheer amount of web information coming in due to the new Star Wars movie coming out, including but not limited to movie reviews, geek fan-gasms, and merchandise advertising, made the loading time so slow, the Gotham Christmas episode should finish uploading in about twenty years.

Merry Christmas from me, the fictional cast of Gotham, probably the real cast of Gotham, and Jack Kerr!