Sorry, for the extremely long wait, but I decided to just wrap this up with this chapter and the next chapter. Again, I'm very sorry, but here you go.

Oscar, Bea and Milo were in Santa's sleigh flying around.

"Who's the first one on the nice list, Bea?" Oscar asked.

"Albert Glass, he wants a violin." Bea answered. Oscar grabbed a present and tossed it into Albert's tank.

Albert grabbed his present and looked inside. "A violin! Thanks Santa!"

"Next is Shellsea, the new hot pink lip-gloss. Oh, right. That lip-gloss is so cute." Bea said. Oscar threw the small present into Shellsea's tank."

Shellsea opened it. "Girrrl, it's just what I wanted."

"Next is Clamantha, she wants…" Bea's eyes bulged. "…5 golden Oscars?" Oscar was on the sleigh, tongue sticking out and horrified face as if he were dead. "Oscar, are you okay?" Oscar didn't respond.

"Okay, I'll just give Clamantha her gift myself." Bea said, horrified. She tossed the presents into Clamantha's tank.

"YAY! MY 5 GOLDEN OSCARS!" Clamantha cheered.

"I don't even want to know what she does with them." Bea said, turning around, horrified.

Oscar got up. "Ugh, what happened? Hey, where's Milo?" Oscar asked. Bea looked and pointed at the front of the sleigh. Milo was flying with the reindeer. He had toy antlers and made a really bad red circle on his nose.

"Hey guys, I'm Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer!" Milo shouted. Oscar and Bea burst into laughter.

"Okay Milo, as funny as that is, you better get back over or else you'll fall." Oscar said, humored.

"Aw man!" Milo said, sadly. He got back over into the sleigh. "Wow, this is amazing. I've never experienced Fishmas like this before. It's awesome to be up here in this sleigh delivering toys to all of our great friends. This is AWESOME!" Milo shouted, happily.

"I can totally agree with you Milo. This is awesome." Oscar said.

"This Fishmas is great. I feel so good. I feel so not bad. I feel… I feel… I feel…." Milo said.

"You feel what?" Oscar asked.

"…I feel…" Milo turned around and glared at Oscar and Bea with red, glowing, evil eyes. Oscar and Bea gasped. "…I feel like Fishmas should be mine!"

Oscar and Bea were horrified at Milo. "WHAT THE…" Oscar shouted, but Milo leaned in and pushed them off the sleigh! They screamed in terror and Milo gave an evil laugh.

"FISHMAS IS MINE! ALL MINE! MINE, MINE, MINE!" Milo shouted evilly.

Oscar grabbed Bea's hand. "HANG ON!" A parachute came out of Oscar's backpack. Bed stared at Oscar's parachute.

"Oscar? When did you get that backpack?" Bea questioned, not noticing. Oscar looked at it and his eyes bulged.

"I have no idea. I guess it's some kind of Fishmas miracle or something." Oscar and Bea landed on the ground with their water-suits on, safely. "MILO, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Oscar shouted at Milo.

"YEAH! YOU'RE RUINING FISHMAS!" Bea said.

"NO I'M NOT! FISHMAS IS MINE! IT ONLY BELONGS TO ONE PERSON! ME! AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU TWO TRAITORS CAN DO TO STOP ME!" Milo shouted.

"TRAITORS?" Bea and Oscar shouted angrily.

"YOU PUSHED US OUT OF THE SLEIGH!" Bea shouted.

"I did, did I?" Milo questioned himself. "WELL IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYWAYS! YOU CAN HAVE SANTA'S SLEIGH BACK! I'M KEEPING THE PRESENTS!" Milo grabbed the presents and jumped out of the sleigh. A parachute came out of his backpack. "WAIT! WHERE DID THIS BACKPACK AND PARACHUTE COME FROM?"

"We were only trying to help!" The backpack said. It detached from Milo's back. Milo screamed as he fell down. "Come on parachute, take us somewhere else."

"Okay." The parachute said.

"Okay, that was just weird." Oscar said.

"Totally." Bea agreed. They both jumped down and chased Milo. But Milo was too quick. So they couldn't catch up.

"Milo is too fast! How will we ever catch up?" Oscar asked Bea. The sleigh automatically landed by Oscar and Bea. "Okay now things are just too convenient right now." Oscar said.

"Tell me about it." Bea responded. They both got into the sleigh and started going after Milo. Once they caught up, Oscar started talking to Milo.

"MILO! YOU HAVE TO STOP! YOU'RE RUINING FISHMAS!" Oscar shouted.

"YEAH! NO BOYS AND GIRLS WILL BE ABLE TO RECEIVE THEIR PRESENTS AND ALL YOU'RE DOING IS JUST DESTROYING THIS WONDERFUL HOLIDAY!" Bea shouted.

"How many times do I have to say it? FISHMAS IS MINE!" Milo shouted loudly.

"Man, if Fish Santa was here right now Milo, he would put you on…" Thunder and lightning clashed in suspense. "…THE NAUGHTY LIST!" Oscar said to Milo.

"Dun, dun…dun." Bea said dramatically. Oscar gave Bea an annoyed look. "Sorry, just thought it was the right time to do that." Bea said.

Milo stopped running and stood there. He fell down on his knees and started crying. "I DON'T WANT TO BE ON THE NAUGHTY LIST, SANTA!" Milo cried out loud. "I WANT TO BE A GOOD BOY!"

Oscar and Bea got off the sleigh and walked over to Milo. "Well, you can be a good boy Milo; only if you give back the presents to everyone. Then you'll be back on the nice list." Oscar said.

"Really? That will be easy." Milo took the presents and started flying and dropping off presents into different tanks. Oscar and Bea were shocked to see Milo flying. When Milo finished he went back to Bea and Oscar still hovering 1 foot above the ground.

"Milo; look at you! You're flying!" Oscar said in shock.

"It's a Fishmas miracle." Bea said.

Milo looked down, seeing himself fly. "Wow, you're right! I can fly. I can fly! I CAN FLY!" Milo suddenly dropped from the sky and hit the ground. Oscar and Bea stopped being joyfully shocked. "I can't fly." Milo said, muffling because his face and mouth was on the ground.

"Oh Milo!" Oscar and Bea said laughing.

"Come on guys, let's go home." Oscar said. The 3 friends got back into the sleigh and flew it back to the tanks, ending their wonderful Fishmas night."

End of Chapter