A/N: This one wrote itself. The song comes from The Muppet Christmas Carol.

Launchpad was accustomed to having friends spanning across many miles. He tended to get along with just about everybody, and so he usually ended up knowing at least one person in any given town he was visiting.

Even with all of Launchpad's experience with friendship, Goofy had still been a surprise.

"I'll get Maxie all them games," Goofy said, loading up the shopping cart.

"And I can get Gos the gaming system," Launchpad surveyed the boxes, reading all the numbers and symbols as if any of it made sense. All that mattered was the name of the thing, which Launchpad had confirmed with DW no less than five times.

Maybe he should still DW a photo just to be sure.

"Y'think they'll figure out that they're gettin' gifts to go 'long with each others'?" Goofy asked, peering over Launchpad's shoulder at the consoles. Going with his gut, and vaguely remembering there being an "X" in the title, Launchpad stood beside the console and Goofy helped him lift the box into the cart.

"Even if we got them their own sets of games and consoles, they'd still end up at Max's place playing everything together." Launchpad pushed the cart through the crowd of holiday shoppers, heading toward the registers. "This way we're saving a step."

Goofy turned to follow, but tripped over something — he did that a lot — and crashed into a comic book display, sending volumes flying as he yelped in surprise. Launchpad ducked behind the cart to avoid getting hit by a wayward book.

As far as crashes went, Launchpad would give it a 8/10. Smoke billowing from the crash site would have given Goofy an automatic 10, but there was plenty of time to perfect his technique.

Once the books had settled along the floor, Launchpad walked over to Goofy and offered him a hand.

But Goofy waved the help away, righting the display. "Think I'll be more help down here," he said with a chuckle.

Launchpad helped to put the comics away, recognizing the cover as he did. "I got Gos this series last year."

"Maxie's read 'em, too," Goofy said, studying a book as Launchpad continued sorting and shelving. After a moment of silence, Goofy looked up at Launchpad with something like dismay on his face. "This is a new story."

"What?" Launchpad looked at one of the comics more closely and, sure enough, "the continued adventures" was printed under the large block title.

He glanced at Goofy with a sheepish smile. "I'll get half of them for Gos, you get the other half for Max?"

Goofy grinned. "A-hyuck! Sounds swell!"

Launchpad grabbed one of each the comic books and placed them in the shopping cart as Goofy finished putting the display back together.

"Excuse me?" asked a woman, a desperate look on her face. "Where are the children's clothes?"

Goofy turned around, arms laden with books, and glanced back and forth down the aisle. "Thought I saw 'em that a way." He pointed to the right, a few comics tumbling to the ground. "Or was it back there?" He turned the opposite way and scratched his head, more books falling from his arms.

Launchpad stepped forward. "I'll finish up here if ya wanna go look for it with her."

Goofy nodded, a determined look on his face, before dumping the comics he was holding into Launchpad's arms. "C'mon," he said to the woman. "S'gotta be 'round here somewheres."

"Thank you," she said, following Goofy.

Launchpad finished putting the comics back, making sure he'd grabbed one of each volume. For some reason, a few other harried shoppers approached him with questions, but he was able to point them in the right direction. Goofy passed by the aisle Launchpad was standing in twice, so sure he'd find the department the woman was looking for that she didn't look irritated in the slightest that they'd retraced their steps twice.

Goofy's kindness and determination had been what had initially drawn Launchpad to him. DW was plenty determined and Gos kind, but Goofy had both traits in spades. He was also unendingly loyal with an easy going disposition.

Not to mention they both crashed.

All the time.

And they were inherently clumsy.

But they were able to laugh off their more awkward accidents and walked away from their crashes. Which made them good crashes.

Within the hour — and after having the store manager thank them for their help but asking them to leave the store's organization and customer assistance to the employees — Goofy and Launchpad were on their way back to Goofy's house in Spoonerville.

After Mr. McD's Christmas Party, it had been easy enough to stop by the small town to pick up a few last minute items while Gos and DW returned home to St. Canard. Launchpad was returning home later tonight, most of his Christmas shopping now done.

And if he got to enjoy the choir singing songs in the park, and see all the quaint decorations up throughout the small town while he was there, he was all the better for it.