Ratigan's eyes opened wide as he noticed where he was, he was sitting on the tile floor in Nellie's house, just after the tree fell. The ornaments scattered everywhere on the floor, and the tree topper stayed in his hand, not shattered at all. Nellie shouted "Boys I told you to secure the tree before we decorated! Now we have to start all over." He patted Ratigan on the back "Thank goodness you didn't drop the topper! It's like you saved the day from disaster!"

"James?" he heard a soft familiar voice behind him. He saw Rosalie in her red gown, staring in concern at him, Ratigan's yellow eyes widend as he watched her step over the ornaments. Ratigan grabbed her on both of her shoulders "Rosalie, I have to tell you-" he looked around
"Elijah was here and you were getting married to him, he wouldn't let me see you.. but he was planning on ending your very life! Me and Bernie ran all the way here to stop you! And-" he looked at the entire house and growled "Where is Elijah?"

Rosalie grabbed his face "What are you talking about? Who's Bernie? Married to Elijah? He was arrested two months ago, remember? He's gone.. he's not gonna bother us anymore.." she smiled gently as he grabbed her hand.

"The day Rosalie gets married back to that scoundrel, I will be rolling over in my grave!" Nellie cringed as she walked towards the kitchen.

Ratigan took a breath, whispering to himself "It was a dream?" He, then passionately kissed Rosalie on the lips. She broke away, giggling and blushing hard "James! My goodness, I've never seen this side of you! Are you alright? You had a rough fall, maybe your head-"

He grabbed her waist and picked her up in the air, then set her down "Oh Rosalie, I've never been better." He rushed out the door and grabbed his coat and Rosalie's blue cloak "James, where are you going?"

He suddenly grabbed Rosalie's hand "We have a lot of work to do.." they burst out the door and ran down the street. The two gentlemen collecting donations turned their heads as Ratigan marched to them "Excuse me! My good men!"

"Oh no Percy! He's here to steal the donations!" the two portly gentlemen ran off at no avail. Ratigan had jumped in front of them. The first man dropped to his knees "Please don't steal from us! I would just like to have one great Christmas where we have a good profit!" he saw Rosalie "Sweet lady, please knock some sense into him!"

"I have come to give a donation." He said, with a large smile on his face. The other man had wide eyes "Oh.. well then, how much?" he brought out the checkbook, his pen quivering in his hand.

"One thousand pounds!" He threw his hands in the air.

The two men fell back on the floor, as Rosalie gasped "James!? Is this true?"

He touched her shoulders and shrugged "Well, like you said darling! That money just collects dust!" he kissed her on the head "It feels so wonderful to call you darling!" the two gentlemen shook both of his hands "Merry Christmas to you both!" he marched off, after kissing Rosalie's head "I will be right back my dear, I'll meet you back at Nellie's mansion.."

She shook her head "He must have really bumped his head." She turned to the two gentlemen, holding the check in their hands in amazement. She wandered back to the mansion, waiting for Ratigan to come back. She shook the snow off of her red gown as Nellie sat down "Rosalie, Where is he? He's been gone almost all afternoon!"

Suddenly the door knocked as Ratigan entered with a large sack, and even a couple homeless mice, including a small little red mouse he held up on his shoulders "I have returned! I brought a few friends if you do not mind!"

Nellie clapped "Oh of course not! Please! Take a seat!" she motioned to the kitchen, watching all the family members walk into the kitchen "Please! We have enough food for an army!"

The little mouse was carried off Ratigan's shoulders. He bowed in front of Rosalie as the little mouse copied his motions "My dear, I'd like you to meet Tim.. He's a… Friend I just met." He tussled his hair as a little girl walked up to her brother, who curtsied in front of Rosalie "And this is his little sister Lucy."

He whistled "Wow Mr. Ratigan sir, she's mighty pretty!"

Lucy giggled "Mr. Ratigan she's a princess!" she grabbed Ratigan's sleeve "Are you two married?" Rosalie's eyes widened.

Tim looked at both of them "Got any kids?"

He nervously covered them with his black cape "My, My, My, what eager little minds.." he lightly pushed them away "Go ahead and feast!" the little mice tottered off as Rosalie giggled, he handed Rosalie a large box "This, my love is for you." He directed her upstairs "Now off! No questions! Just go!"

She finally spoke up "Alright that is it! What has gotten into you! Hours ago you were Mr. Scrooge, not wanting anything to do with Christmas!"

He softened and took a sigh "When you lose something.." he combed a hand through her auburn hair "You truly don't realize how much happiness you had.. until it is gone." He smiled wide and directed her to the stairs "Now please trust me and go!"

The three Green children saw their Uncle with a large smile on his face, He smiled at the children and cleared his throat "Children."

"Yes Uncle James" they all said in unison.

He sighed "I realize I will not measure up to the parents that had raised you. No one can replace them, but I want to let you know that I do care for you.." he kneeled down to their height "And I will always be there." He cleared his throat "I love all of you." He embraced them tightly and handed a small box to P.J "P.J I believe this is yours." The little grey mouse smiled and ripped open the paper, taking out a brand new train "I hope you keep track of this one, lad." He tussled his hair as the three ran off.

He bellowed "Boys!" they all muttered to each other:

Bill squeaked "He's lost his mind!"

"Make a run for it!"

Ratigan grabbed them as Fidget's eyes widened "He's gone nuts! He's gonna feed us to Felicia!" Ratigan quickly set them down and folded his hands behind his back "Now boys, for the holidays.. I am going to give you a raise.."

They knelled on the floor, Nicolas holding his hands in prayer position "Please sir! We didn't mean to mess up the tree! Please spare our-" he rose his head and looked at the other boys with the same amazed look "Ummm.. Raise?" they all sat up "Sir are you ok?"

"I have not been very appreciative of your hard work.. and I believe you deserve some recognition."

The boys sat up as Bill stuttered "I-I thought you wanted nothing to do with the holidays."

Fidget laughed with relief "And up until now we thought you were a mean, cruel, conceited-"

Ratigan took out his bell, watching the boys run away "Don't make me change my mind."

The party thrived the entire evening, singing and dancing to different songs, with help from the band and the instruments provided from the family that joined the Plunket's that night. The tree was set up once more, Rosalie came down stairs, dressed in a long sleeve red gown with a yellow underlining. The sleeves had little ruffles at the ends and a fabric rose was on the top of her gown, completing the dress. She pulled her auburn hair into a half up, half down hairstyle as little wisps framed her face. She walked down the stairs as Ratigan welcomed her with a smile. He laid out his arm as he led her out to the party. They continued to dance for a while along the dance floor when little Tim cut in.

Ratigan gracefully bowed and allowed the little boy to dance with Rosalie. She picked him up, letting his legs dangle. Everyone watched and clapped along, while Ratigan felt a cold chill fill the air. He turned around and noticed the glass door to the balcony open slightly. He curiously went through the door, his eyes widened as he noticed Bernie, in his blue and white suit, sitting on the stone balcony.

He tipped his blue bowler hat and sighed "You had me scared for a second Professor, I thought she was never going to kiss you."

Ratigan crossed his arms "For someone so optimistic.."

Bernie laughed with him "Well.."

"Well.." Ratigan said "Bernard.. Bernie.. I-"

He smiled "You're welcome.. I mean if I didn't send you back and almost ruin you and Rosalie's lives I would-" He looked at the professor and chuckled "Anyway.. I would like to let you know.. I've been promoted." He pulled out a gold badge, displaying it to him "See?" it shined in the light "So in a way we both helped eachother out.. not a lot the other guardian angels believed in me like you did.. Thanks Sir."

"Thank you Bernie." He laid out his gloved hand "Where are you going now?"

Bernie took it gladly and shook it with a firm grip "Wherever another person needs me I guess." He tapped his friends shoulder "Hey, don't worry, I'll always be keeping an eye on you.. making sure you don't make any mistakes." Bernie brought a small box out of pocket and threw it, Ratigan catching it in his paws "You have to hold onto a girl like her.. You're never gonna find another girl like that every hundred years.. believe me I've looked." He leaned in and whispered "And in my opinion, you might want to hold on that proposal.. because in about two years-" he heard a buzz from his pocket, He lifted his cell phone to his ear "Hello? Hi Annabelle! No… Yes… No, I am not spoiling anything, just forewarning.. I can't do that? Really? Okay.. thanks.. Bye!" he clicked the phone off and looked at the professor "Looks like this is goodbye."

Ratigan was going to say something when he heard a voice behind him "James? What are you doing out here?" He quickly shoved the ring back in his pocket and saw Rosalie behind him.

"Oh. I was just talking to-" he looked at the balcony, noticing Bernie no longer there. He smiled and took Rosalie's hands. Rosalie took one hand, stroking his face gently "I honestly don't know what my life would be without you.."

Ratigan sighed "I have a good idea." They both looked up, noticing a small piece of mistletoe appeared on the awning above them, she looked above in amazement and slowly looked into Ratigan's yellow eyes. She whispered "Merry Christmas, James."

"Merry Christmas, Rosalie." He smiled and kissed her, she wrapped her arms around him as the sky began to shine with bright stars. One shooting star glazed across the sky, disappearing into the night.

IT'S DONE! YEAH! MERRY CHIRSTMAS EVERYONE! HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE STORY!