(Here it is! The Christmas Chapter! Even though it's not actually Christmas but so far in this story, it's currently December… That's it. That's all I have to say about this.

I mean, I guess I can talk about the timeline here.

Okay, so by the start of the actual story, I'd say it took place at around late September or early October. So it's been 2-3 months since the start of the story…

k thats it on with the story)

*WARNING! This chapter contains scenes that may or may not be offensive and/or intense to some readers. Viewer discretion is advised.*

*Jingle Bells begins playing*

Aaaaaah, Christmas. A time for giving. For spending the days with you friends and family. But you know what Christmas is not? NOT FUCKING NOW!

DECEMBER, 15, 2010

Yes, that's right folks. Christmas isn't until another 10 days. In this story that is. However, that doesn't mean people aren't in the spirit of Christmas. Now here comes the part where I… Uuuuugh. Start telling a Christmas tale through rhyme.

Why? Why do I do this to myself?

Ahem.

'Twas the week before Christmas, it was all okay.

Everyone in Sanjo were nothing but jolly and gay. HA!

Decore littered the street, balloons, Christmas lights, even trees

That one felt warm by them even through this Winter breeze.

Several Sanjo City citizens could be seen decorating their houses and shops respectively with Christmas themed decorations. From red and green lights illuminating their stores to setting up a nice, tall evergreen right in their living room.

Children writing to Santa, they just could not wait.

Wanting toys and video games, to be delivered on the Christmas date.

Naughty and Nice. Milk and cookies. Such treats for Santa.

Everyone was getting ready, even Lil' Naughty Diana.

"And don't think I won't catch Santa this year!" yells Lil' Naughty Diana in an Al Capone accent after setting up various mouse traps around her house.

The joyous of the month, for friend and foe.

Let's all have a great day! Just don't eat the yellow snow.

"Wait. What?" Francis asks, almost taking a bite from a yellow snowball.

Alas, Christmas may be full of joy and care.

But not everyone can be nice, especially when they're just a square.

Who could the Naughty be, one might ask?

Would you be surprised if I were to tell you the answer was not that crass?

UNCHARTED LOCATION, NORTH POLE…

Lightning struck down as a huge blizzard blew across the entire North Pole as what looked like to be a factory continued to puff smoke into the air and pollute the ecosystem. Inside the factory, several large vats of purple liquid were lined up the walls with various tubes connecting them to other pieces of machinery. Following the very complex system of tubes would lead the viewer to a large gas tank-like object that was being filled with purple smoke. Upon reaching the maximum capacity of the gas tank, an empty one took its place as the full one was pushed into a line full of gas tanks, all full of the purple smoke.

Supervising this construction was a shadowy figure hiding in the shadows of the cat walk they were on, until they let out a familiar, evil chuckle.

"Heh. Heh. Heh. Heh. Heh. Heh. Heeeeeeeeeh." the figure chuckled in the dark.

Back in Sanjo City, Christmas was alive!

Everyone was in the mood! Even for a Christmas drive.

"Get out the road ya jackass!" Aunt Lily shouts as she's stuck in traffic.

The Taylor Household is where our story starts.

Full of Christmas joy and love! And some of Max's farts.

*toot*

Max sniffed the air before turning to his friend Rex, both of whom were busy putting decorations all over the house. "Dude. What did you eat?" he asks the blonde.

"Huh?" Rex questions as Max walks away with a box full of decor.

"Aaaaaah, Christmas! My favorite holiday of the year! Right after my birthday!" Dr. Cretacia enthusiastically yells as she dances around the house, decorating anything she could see.

And I mean EVERYTHING! The fridge? DECORATED! The kitchen sink? DECORATED! Chomp and the others? ALL DECORATED! Chomp and Terry were both dressed as reindeers while Ace wore a snowman costume. Spiny was dressed up as Santa while Tank wore a ribbon around her club while wearing pet booties. Cretacia ran out of costumes at that point. Also it's implied the D-Team babysits the Alpha Gang's dinosaurs when they're working at their civilian jobs.

"Mom, I think you're going too far with the decorations." Rex says to his mother.

"Nonsense! You can't have too much decoration!" Dr. Cretacia smiles after she threw on a whole Santa costume onto Rex. She suddenly got up close to his face, her nose touching his nose as she grew a disturbed expression. "That's a fact."

"Ooooooooooooookaaaaaaay." Rex glances the other direction in awkwardness.

"Cheryl, I can't thank you enough for helping us decorate the house." Aki says to Dr. Cretacia as she brought out more boxes of decorations.

"It's my pleasure!" Dr. Cretacia smiles greatly. "I love the holidays. The family. The presents. Sticking it to your Scrooge McDuck neighbors." The blonde woman suddenly stuck her head out the window and glared at Max's neighbors. "Yeah, I'm talking about you, Mr. and Mrs. Hoffman! You stupid, scrooges! Go 'bah humbug' someone else's Christmas!"

Mr. Hoffman gave the woman a disturbed look before closing the blinds, a menorah plainly in view on his side table.

"Besides," Dr. Cretacia continues as she drags a whole Christmas tree in the living room. "my husband took the night off so he's off doing his 'private time' if you catch my drift." she says with air quotes and a seductive smile.

Dr. Ancient's private time was nothing more than him passed out on a reclining chair as the TV played in the background.

"ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!" he snored loudly as drool dripped out of his mouth while a snot bubble formed in his nostril.

Down below, Dr. Z could be seen placing whip cream in Dr. Ancient's hanging hand. "Hehehehehe. This is going to be hilarious. Make sure to film it and use it as blackmail later. Yes, thank you Bartholomew for the reminder." Dr. Z says in an annoyed tone at his second half.

"So I have the rest of the day free! And I'm gonna spend it by spending the entire day with my favorite son." Dr. Cretacia says as she lovingly hugs Rex.

"Mooom, I'm your only son." Rex chuckles as his mom proceeds to kiss his cheek.

"Ohohohohoho, naive Rex… No, you're not." Dr. Cretacia suddenly replies in an ominous tone with an eerie, dead expression.

Rex stared back into his mother's eyes as she stared back, looking deeply into Rex's very soul as the teen blonde grew an uncomfortable look during the situation. "Hey, Dr. Cretacia." Zoe suddenly speaks up.

"Hm?" the blonde woman responds.

"Where's the Alpha Gang? Are they in the Backland? We haven't seen them in a while."

"Well," Dr. Cretacia begins, putting her fingers on her chin. "Dr. Z, or Bartholomew I don't really know who's who half the time, is staying on the Backland to work on that project of his. You know, the one he stole from that weasel Wrench back at the Black Eagle headquarters. Rod and Laura are out shopping with Helga. As for the troublesome trio, my guess is that they're at home. Who knows."

Elsewhere, under the night sky, Ed sat alone in a car outside of a warehouse somewhere in the city. He sat in silence, carefully watching the warehouse as he chewed on some chips he had stashed. He took another chip and bit into it, continuing to watch the warehouse for some other reason. At that moment, the warehouse door opened as Ed quickly tossed his bag of chips to the side and grabbed a pair of binoculars. He peered through the binoculars to see a bald man with face tattoos in a black long sleeved shirt coming out of the warehouse followed by other sketchy looking men.

Ed let out a frustrated sigh, tossing the binoculars on the dashboard before grabbing his chips again. He suddenly reached inside his pocket and pulled out his phone, dialing a number before placing the device on his ear. After a few rings, the other person answered.

"Yeah, it's me." he says to the phone. "No, I've been sitting here for hours and he hasn't shown his face. Either he's not here or you were given bad information, Frankie… Talk to Zander. I'm going home. I'm tired… Alright. Don't forget about your part of the deal."

With that Ed hung up the phone and threw it on the dashboard, sighing heavily as he laid back in his seat, finishing the rest of his chips. His moment was suddenly interrupted when the warehouse doors opened again, startling the fat man as he squinted his eyes towards its direction. There, he saw a couple more tatted up men along with two Asian men walking out of the warehouse, one of them putting on a white T-Shirt. As he did, he inadvertently revealed a large tattoo of a dragon on fire all over his back, hinting of a possible criminal affiliation with him.

Ed grew a perplexed look, wondering why two criminal organizations are together like they were working together when usually they don't. "What the?" Ed whispers in confusion.

*RIIIIIIING!*

"AAAH!" The fat man yelps, startled by the sudden ringing so much he accidentally threw his chips in the air, sending them everywhere in the car.

*RIIIIIIING!*

"Awww, shoot." Ed mumbles as he begins to clean up the mess.

*RIIIIIIING!*

"Yeah! Yeah! I know! Hold on!" Ed yells at the phone as he gathers chips around him, tossing the bag aside before grabbing his phone. "I already told you I haven't seen him! Why are you calling back?!"

On the other end of the phone, Ursula was shown with a confused look before raising a brow. "Huh?" she questions.

"Oh! Ursula! It's you. I thought you were someone else." the short fat man meekly says apologetically, leaning further into his seat in embarrassment.

"You can't find him too, huh? How hard is it to find a Russian in Japan?"

"Very hard. Anyway, why'd you call me?"

Ursula just stood there with a bewildered expression on her face. "You have our only car?" she says in a mocking tone. Ursula was shown underneath an elevated railway with multiple shopping bags in her hands as a subway car sped above her, the bridge shaking as it did. "I'm all the way down in Hove Beach in the freaking' cold! I'm getting chapped lips here! My chapped lips are getting chapped lips!"

"Call Zander." Ed lazily says with an unamused expression on his face.

"I did! But the moron has his phone on silent and I don't know where he's at!" Ursula shouts over the phone as Ed ate a single chip.

"Where is he anyway?" Ed asks the greenette.

Ursula began to impatiently tap her foot as she sat down on a bench, setting her shopping bags on the ground. Next to her was the same homeless man that hangs around the Backland taking Fentanyl, currently passed out lying on the bench she was on.

"I don't know. He mentioned he was somewhere in Inferno Heights." Ursula says as she waves a dismissive hand. "Seriously, can you pick me up? I'm freezing out here! And I'm forced to watch the TVs in the store next to me! And all it's showing is some dumb guy in a cowboy hat talking about jelly beans!"

Sure enough, all the TVs in the store showed the exact same video of Roger Clark wearing a cowboy hat holding some jelly beans in his hand in front of the camera. "I got some jelly beans. You like jelly beans?"

"Okay, but I gotta warn you. I'm at the South East side of Sanjo so it's gonna take me a while." Ed says as he starts up his car.

"Downtown or Midnight Gardens?" Ursula asks over the phone.

"Downtown mostly although I'm at the river dividing the two. Just hang tight, Ursula, I'll be there in twenty minutes. Try to watch some TV in the meantime. Can't talk now, I'm driving and I don't want to get in an accident! KOKBYE!" Ed exclaims as he rudely hangs up the phone.

Ursula just gawked at her phone with a serious offended look on her face. "He hung up on me!" she angrily exclaims.

Meanwhile on the TV, there was currently a news broadcast playing as the news anchor reported in the breaking news as a picture of a Chinese man was shown on the side. "In other news, the leader of the Chinese Triad, Dong-Fuk was killed late last night. Witnesses describe the individual as a teenager wearing a car bolt neck-"

The TV suddenly turned to static as the screen began to change, a different face taking over. A very, familiar, yet annoying, purple face… It was Goma. We all know it's Goma.

"GREETINGS, FEEBLE HUMANS!"

Ursula froze on the spot upon hearing this familiar, annoying voice. "Oh no." she mumbles in fear.

The singular Alpha Gang member turned to the TV store to see that Goma was indeed on the many screens, having somehow hacked into the TV network and hijacked the signal. "It is I! Goma - Emperor of the Shadow Kingdom! I have hacked into your television network so that Goma shall spread a message to his mortal enemies, the D-Team! So listen up!"

"I hate this channel." Ursula grumbles in annoyance.

"I'm just saying that if the theme song is all about 'catching them all', then how come Ash doesn't catch every single Pokemon? Kind of defeats the purpose of the theme song." Max says to Rex as the two of them continue to hang decorations at the Taylor household.

"Maybe because he doesn't have enough space in his pockets for the Pokeballs? I don't know." Rex shrugs.

The moment was suddenly interrupted when Rex's cell phone began to ring, prompting him to halt any decoration progress to answer it. "Hello?... Hey, Ursula, what's-... What?! What do you mean?!" he exclaims in shock.

"What? What's going on?" Max asks the blonde.

Rex ignored Max and glanced to his mother, a panicked expression on his face. "Mrs. Taylor! Can you turn on the TV?" he asks the woman.

"Sure. I don't see why not." Aki replies as she grabs the remote and turns on the television.

Immediately after doing so, the screen showed Goma on the television as he continued to give his speech. "HAHAHAHAHAHA! The Goma Marathon continues on all the TV's in this inferior city!" Goma laughs on the screen.

Max suddenly dropped an ornament to the ground as it shattered to pieces upon realizing who was on the screen. "Oh no. Not him again." he groaned in annoyance as he face palmed himself.

In less than a second, all of Sanjo City's TV's were hijacked by Goma as everyone else in the city were now listening to the same broadcast as both teams were. Including the ones at the mall that Rod and Laura were at.

"Goma is shouting out to the whole cesspool of a city here, feeble humans! Even you small, ugly child! Ehahahahahaha!"

"Mommy?" an ugly little girl cowards to her mom upon seeing the alien's face on the giant electronic billboard in the middle of the city.

"The reason for this wonderful broadcast is that Goma has a special announcement to the D-Team of Sanjo City! SO LISTEN UP!" Goma continues on the screen.

"This can't be good." Ed says from the inside of his car, listening to the announcement on the radio.

"Goma will do the cut to the chase. I have created a toxic gas that can cover an entire city in mere seconds! Which city you might ask? THIS CITY! EHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Toxic gas?!"

"This city?!"

"Oh dear god!"

"IT'S THE SECOND HOLOCAUST!"

Several people shouted amongst the city as panic immediately began to spread all across it.

"This toxic gas, when under the effect, will brainwash any infected person to do my bidding!"

"Oh, nevermind. It won't kill us. We're good! We're good people!" shouts the same man to the rest of the crowd in the plaza.

"Phew."

"Close one."

"I almost crapped my pants."

"I already did."

"We are going to live forever!"

Back at the Taylor household, the family plus the D-Kids watched the television carefully as they continued to listen to Goma's announcement. "Have I mentioned how much I hate this guy?" Max asks as Rex fiddled with the television remote, continuously changing channels.

"First he kidnaps me now he's created a toxic gas that he plans to spread across the city? This guy just keeps getting weirder and weirder every time we encounter her." Zoe says in a deadpan response.

"Uh, guys? He's on every channel as well." Rex says as he continues to change the channel.

Meanwhile, Zander was shown eating a noodle shop, in the middle of his meal as he watched Goma's announcement on the store's TV.

"Soooo, just in case some people. Oooooh, I have an idea who it could be. If any of you inferior human offspring with a fascination with an extinct species want to stop Goma, THEN BRING IT ON!"

Zander quickly swallowed his noodles and slammed down some cash before leaving the store with said bowl in his hands. "But, you might be wondering, where on this puny planet is Goma hiding? Well, Goma have taken over a workshop that belongs to your species' God in the Arctic part of this planet known as the South Pole! Wait… What?" Goma suddenly began to talk to someone off screen as they were giving him new information. "It's not the South Pole? Then where the fu-"

The channel suddenly changed to Roger Clark and the jelly beans. "I got some jelly beans. You like jelly beans?"

"OH! I love jelly beans!" Dr. Cretacia exclaims, pushing Spike to the ground to get a better look at the TV.

"Huh. I guess he forgot about this channel when he hacked into the network." Rex mumbles after fiddling with the remote.

"I want some jelly beans!"

"I'd honestly watch this rather than Goma right now." Max says in an annoyed tone as Rex changed the channel back to Goma.

"CORRECTION! It is on the North Pole! So, D-Team! Here are my coordinates!" The screen suddenly showed a crude drawing of Goma standing on top of a factory with a pole next to it that simply said 'NORTH POLL'. "If you want to save your stupid, smelly city then come down to Goma's Workshop in the next," Goma suddenly pulled up a piece of paper along with some reading glasses. "Eeeeeeeeeeer, X'Tereian units of time converted to Soilerra's units of time iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis, bah bah bah baaaaaaaaah- 24 HOURS!" Goma shouts as he throws both objects away behind him.

"He spelled 'pole' wrong." Rex murmurs.

Throughout his announcement, Dr. Ancient never woke up from his nap so the only one watching the TV was Dr. Z, still in the middle of placing whip cream in his hanging hand. "If you fail to stop Goma in time, then Goma will release the gas over your pathetic city using your God's way of transportation! A SLEIGH! HAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I AM SO, SO EVIL! HAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"That's horrible!" Dr. Z exclaims. "I know. Why didn't you think that, idiot?" Bartholomew insults, resulting in a disappointed expression to be plastered on Dr. Z's face.

"Meanwhile, feeble humans, the Goma Marathon WILL CONTINUE!"

The screen suddenly changed to the official Dinosaur King English Dub intro, albeit the lyrics sung by Goma yet in the same rhythm as the actual intro.

"Goma is the absolute best! Yeah! Humans will be under his full control! Goma is the absolute best! Yeah! Humans will be under his full con-"

The TV was suddenly shut off by Max, whom still had his annoyed expression on his face. "I hate that show." he mumbles in annoyance.

"So what should we do?" Zoe asks her companions.

"Isn't it obvious?" Rex responds. "We have to stop Goma from poisoning the city."

"Do we have to? I mean, this is Goma we're talking about. He's an idiot." Max replies.

Zoe shot him a deadpan look. "You really wanna sacrifice the city just so you don't have to fight Goma?" she asks him.

"No, not fight. I just don't want to talk to him. He's annoying." Max replies in a dead serious tone.

Zoe face palmed herself at Max's selfishness. "Like it or not, Max, Goma asked us specifically to fight him. I don't know about you but I don't want the entire city under the effect of Goma's toxic, mind controlling gas… however that works." Rex says to the brunet.

"I agree with Rex, Max." Spike speaks up. "If Goma infects all of Sanjo City, then that could spell trouble for all of us. Not the mention he's taken over all the channels. How else am I supposed to watch my soaps now?"

"Ooooh, I know what you mean!" Dr. Cretacia pipes up. "Forget about Sanjo! Goma taking over every TV channel besides the English channel is a war crime in itself!" The lights suddenly went out momentarily before turning back on, revealing Dr. Cretacia wearing a General uniform as a whole battle plan was laid out on the kitchen table. "D-Company! I'm assigning you for this mission! A full frontal assault on Goma's workshop! Your goal: Stop Goma and beat him up! Any questions?!"

"Yeah, where'd you get that helmet?" Max asks the crazy doctor.

"You like?" she responds with a smile on her face. "I got it on Amazon! I used Zander's credit card to buy it. Along with other items as well. But don't tell him."

Zander was currently looking at his phone inside a taxi cab he managed to call, a perplexed expression on his face as he was. "Why is the bank telling me I paid over $500 in raspberry scented toilet paper?" he asks no one specifically.

Aki suddenly appeared behind the D-Kids with a box full of winter clothing in it. "If you guys are going to the North Pole, you must wear clothes appropriate for the weather." she tells the kids. "So I packed you all Christmas themed winter clothing! Oh, Max, you'll look good in that snowman outfit again."

"What?! No way, Mom! I looked dumb in that outfit!" Max contested his mother.

"You look dumb in every outfit, Max." Zoe teases the boy, earning a flushed face from embarrassment from the teen.

"No offense, Mrs. Taylor, but I don't think those outfits would work in a battle." Rex replies. "We might need to get somewhere fast and those outfits will just slow us down. I think it's best if we use our regular winter clothes."

"Awww. Alright." Aki replies in a sadden tone, hanging her head down low.

A sweat drop fell behind Rex's head, immediately regretting making Aki sad. "How about this. We'll wear the outfits AFTER we come back. Does that sound okay?" he asks.

Aki's crestfallen expression turned upside down to one of joy. "Oooh, that would be lovely!" she exclaims in excitement, earning a chuckle from Zoe.

"Just be careful up there, kids." Spike tells the teens. "You could get frostbite or worse, get run over by a reindeer. Believe me, it happened to my mother a couple years back. I miss her a lot."

"Wait! Grandma Grazelda's dead?!" Max exclaims in shock, obviously the first time hearing about this.

"No time to waste kids!" Dr. Cretacia suddenly says as she throws the D-Kids' outfits at them. "You need to head to the North Pole so we can get our TV channels back!"

"And save the city right?" Rex asks his mother. Dr. Cretacia simply gave him a disappointed look in response, not saying a word which only worried Rex more. "Right?" he repeats, albeit in a more nervous tone.

After putting on their winter clothes, the D-Kids headed to the Backland to obtain a way of transportation. Since there was no way of using the teleporter because there was no dinosaur active, they had to use the next possible thing, which was one of Dr. Z's flying vehicles. Currently, they were waiting for the rest of the Alpha Gang to meet them at the lab, which they were waiting for about a half hour by now.

"What's taking them so long?" Max asks as he taps his foot impatiently.

"Maybe they're stuck in traffic?" Rex guesses with a shrug.

At that moment, the automatic doors opened, revealing the Alpha Trio behind it as they approached the D-Kids.

"Finally! What took you so long?" Max asks them in anger.

"We were stuck in traffic." Ed replies, pointing backwards with his thumb.

Now Max felt silly. "Oh." he says in a sheepish tone. His gaze turned to Rex, whom was smugly smiling at him in triumph. "Don't give me that look." Max tells his friend with scrunched eyebrows.

"Alright," Zoe speaks up. "we're going to the North Pole to stop Goma from poisoning the city. Any objections? Ed?" Ed shook his head. "Zander?" Zander shook his head. "Old lady?"

"I've had it up to here with you." Ursula says in seething anger as she raises her hand above her head.

"Great! Now let's get going!" Zoe enthusiastically says as she points to the hangar.

The two teams ran to the elevator before getting in, all striking serious expressions as the lights from the elevator flashed over their faces, all standing straight and tall. Upon reaching the hangar floor, the two teams exited the elevator and ran towards the hangar to grab a vehicle. The only problem was-

"THERE'S ONLY A CROP DUSTER IN HERE?!" Max shouts in utter shock. True to his word, there was only a single bi-wing crop duster painted in purple with the Alpha Gang logo painted on the side. "What happened to all the other vehicles?!"

The Alpha Trio all simultaneously looked at each other, all recollecting how they crashed the previous vehicles.

"PULL UP! PULL UP!" Zander shouts as he and Ed crash the Alpha Jet into a junkyard.

"I CAN'T STEER THIS THING!" Ed shouts as he and Ursula were shown inside of another falling Alpha Jet as it tumbled to the ocean.

Dr. Z was shown sitting innocently in the bathroom, currently doing his business as he read a newspaper while drinking a cup of coffee, a pair of glasses over his snout. The front page read, TOMMY K'S HEADLESS BODY FOUND IN MOTEL BATHROOM. The crazed doctor's calm moment was suddenly ruined when the Alpha Blimp crashed right through the wall, scaring the poor doctor.

"AAAAAAAAAA-"

And lastly, the final flashback showed an Alpha Rocket Jet flying towards a skyscraper with one of its engines on fire. All while this was happening, the Alpha Trio could all be shouting in utter horror.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-"

The trio continued to stare at each other before looking away innocently and nervously. "No clue." Ursula lied through her mouth.

"You know how Dr. Z is. Every single one of his inventions blow up on him eventually." Zander adds.

"Most of the time, it's us." Ed depressingly says.

"I hate to say it, Max, but we're gonna have to take the crop duster." Rex tells the brunet.

"Perfeeeeeeeeeect." Max sarcastically replies.

And so, while the D-Kids prepare for their trip to the North Pole,

Goma was busy in his workshop, trying oh so hard to reach his goal.

Vats of chemicals and dangerous liquid all in one room.

One spark and you could say: ka-boom.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Goma cackles as he supervises the production of his brainwashing gas. "Can't you feel it, Santa?" he asks a chibi Eocarcharia. "World domination is almost in the palm of our hands! Once these bathes are finished, Goma will fly over that pathetic city and brainwash all of the humans to obey my every command! Soon, I will enslave every human on this pathetic, puny planet and soon I will have my Shadow Empire AND DESTROY MY HOME PLANET! HAHA! Well the moon anyway."

Through a device Goma has invented, Santa the Eocarcharia now had the ability to speak in a language and be understood now. Note I said 'a' language. Why that phrasing you might ask?

"Anata no keikaku wa ushiromuki no kondōmu to onaji kurai kantandesu, baka. (Your plan is as foolproof as a backwards condom, idiot.)"

Because of this. Goma had successfully built a translator but for the completely wrong language. Granted, Goma DID make an attempt to learn Japanese but gave up halfway to the half way through. So instead of trying his best to understand his companion, he only said things like,

"I know. Goma IS the most evilest person in the entire universe." Goma boasts, obviously not understanding what his partner said.

"Nōtarin. (Dumbass.)"

"I cannot wait for those wretched D-Team to come here so that Goma can squash them like the bugs they are. He even built a giant fly swatter for just such an occasion." Goma says as he pulls out a button.

Demonstrating this, he pushed said button as a giant fly swatter suddenly slammed itself on top of Goma, completely squishing the poor alien as he was crushed to the floor.

"OOOOOOOOOOW! I'm stuck! Help! Someone help! Goma requires assistance!" Goma pleas from underneath the fly swatter. "Santa! I command you to help me!… Santa?… You there?"

Santa was in fact there but chose not to say anything, instead having a deadpan expression on his face as the chibi Eocarcharia continued to ignore his master. "Hello! Santa! I need help! Please! Help me!" Goma continued to cry for help.

"Futotta otoko ga tsukutta kukkī ga mada ikutsu ka aru nodarou ka. (I wonder if there's still some of those cookies that fat man made.)" Santa mumbles as he walks away, ignoring his master's cries for help.

"Goma is not a fly! He is a big, bad emperor! I am an evil overlord! Now give me my planet!" Goma's whines continue to echo in his chambers.

High above the North Pole, the same bi-wing crop duster was shown flying above the clouds, albeit with smoke and fire coming from the back as well as large bandages all over the damn vehicle. "Are you sure this is supposed to even be flying?" Rex nervously asks from his seat, obviously still not over his fear of flying.

"What other choice did we have?" Ursula asks, now wearing her winter attire along with Ed and Zander. "Besides, I thought you wanted to get to the North Pole fast?"

"I do, but I don't want to crash before we get there."

"Don't worry." Ed attempted to calm down the teen… "Dr. Z's inventions only crash about… 95% of the time." …horribly.

Rex grew a pale look in response. All of a sudden, the screen on the crop duster began blinking as a robotic female voice spoke over the speaker. ~Warning. Missile detected.~

"Missile?" everyone questions all at the same time.

Sure enough, the missile flew right passed them as it blew up in the sky above them, causing everyone to scream at the same time. "Why are there missiles in the North Pole?!" Zoe yells amongst the chaos.

"Maybe there's a military base below us?!" Max guesses.

"A military base in the North Pole?! No way!" Rex denounces this theory.

"Maybe it's Santa and we're on his naughty list?" Ed guesses innocently to hide his sheer terror.

"Well whatever it is, it just fired another missile! LOOK OUT!" Zander screams as she swerves the plane to avoid the missile.

A barrage of missiles shot through the clouds below them as Zander pushed the control sticks forward, causing the plane to take a nose dive to avoid the missiles as they flew passed the falling plane. Everyone screamed as Ed and Ursula hugged each other while Max and Zoe did the same thing. Rex however passed out from the fall as his head leaned out in the air. Zander pulled the sticks backwards as the plane was now flying at equal level again, this time low enough for them to not be picked up on the enemy's radar.

"That was a close one, Zander! A real close one!" Ed says to the tall man, adrenaline still coursing through his veins.

"I was top of my pilot class." Zander boasted.

"I guess Goma added some defense for his workshop." Rex says as he looks out the window.

Right at that moment, a literal giant boomerang suddenly flew right passed them, the two teams too shocked at seeing such an event to even say words immediately. Instead, they just blankly stared out the window in utter disbelief.

"Was that a giant… boomerang?" Ursula asks in confusion.

"Wait. Don't boomerangs usually come back?" Zander innocently asks.

A second later, the boomerang came back, completely ripping off the right wings of the crop duster. Inside, the two teams once again blankly stared out the window, again, too shocked for immediate words.

"Crap." Max mutters.

"Well, we did say all of Dr. Z's inventions blow up in our faces eventually." Ed says with a smile, trying his best to remain optimistic.

Because there was no left side, the entire plane began to spin out of control as the two teams screamed in utter terror. The crop duster spun around in the air as it crash landed in the snow, sliding across the ground until it crashed into a turret built for defending the workshop. The plane instantly smashed through the turret as it provided enough force to stop the plane's crash all together as the violent and bumpy landing came to a halt. Smoke flew up in the air as it emitted from the engine as the two teams climbed out of the crop duster and fell in the snow.

"At least we're alive." Ed says, once again trying to remain optimistic.

Behind him, Rex threw up in the snow thanks to both air sickness and the crash. However, due to the cold and frigid weather, Rex's puke immediately froze in his mouth, prompting him to take the frozen puke out from his mouth. The blonde grew a confused look as he raised a brow before tossing the frozen vomit aside. Ursula stood up before shaking off the excess snow off of her head before looking ahead, widening her eyes once she saw what was in front of her.

"Found his workshop." she plainly announces.

The others looked ahead to see that there was indeed a workshop in front of them. However, it was no ordinary workshop. Instead, it was more like a fortress, complete with a giant chasm around its perimeter with a large bridge to get to and from the workshop. Said workshop appeared to have been built directly on a mountain, with a mountain of smoke coming out from its two giant chimneys.

"This is his workshop?" Rex questions.

"Seems more like a fortress to me." Zoe plainly replies.

Max was the first to stand up before pointing at the bridge. "Come on!" he tells the others. "The sooner we get to Goma's Workshop, the sooner we can leave this place."

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" laughs a familiar cackle, immediately ruining Max's optimism. At that moment, a giant hologram appeared in front of the drawbridge, with Goma on the holographic screen. "Well. Well. Well. Look at what the evil cat dragged in. If it isn't the D-Team. Goma is surprised such pathetic species such as yourself managed their way through Goma's unpenetrable defenses."

"That's not a word!" Rex calls out.

"Shut up, larvae!" Goma shouts back. "You may have gotten passed Goma's air defenses. But can you get passed my instoppable ground defenses? Spoiler alert: NO, YOU CAN'T! BECAUSE YOU SUCK! HAHAHAHAAAAA!"

As quickly as the hologram appeared, it just as quickly disappeared as the front gate leading to the drawbridge suddenly began to slowly open. The two teams got into battle ready stances, serious expressions on their faces as they waited for their enemy to show themselves. "Get ready, you guys." Rex tells his allies.

The gates continued to slowly open until finally one member of Goma's 'instoppable' army showed themselves, revealing them to be… a beaver… Yes, just a beaver. A beaver with a Santa hat as well as bloodshot eyes like it hasn't slept in days. Needless to say, the two teams were once again too much in disbelief for words.

"It's a beaver." Ed says aloud.

"What the hell?" Zander mumbles.

"First off, why does it look like it just did 10 lines of coke? Second off, how is it alive in the North Pole?" Ursula asks as Zoe approaches the beaver.

The pinkette crouched down to where she was at the beaver's level as she smiled warmly at the animal. "Looks like Goma's army backfired on him." she says as she pets the beaver. "No way these beavers can ever hurt-" Her words were cut off when the beaver slaps its tail against her face before slowly sliding off, leaving a large beaver tail impression on her face. "Nevermind."

At that moment, it really hit the fan as a literal army of beavers wearing Santa hats came charging out from the gates, all spinning and running around sporadically in a senseless direction. Eventually, both teams were swarmed and completely surrounded by the feral beavers high on whatever drug Goma gave them.

"They're everywhere!" Rex cries out.

"How are we supposed to deal with countless aggressive beavers?!" Zander asks from amidst the chaos.

"Quick! Summon some dinosaurs!" Max calls out.

"And do it fast because I'm getting spanked by these beavers!" Ed cries out in pain as Rex and Zander pull out their cards.

Ursula suddenly got her butt slapped by a beaver, resulting in a sensual moan coming out from her mouth before she quickly covered it, glancing around in case somebody heard it. Unfortunately for her, everyone heard the sound as the rest of the team gave her odd looks all while the beavers continued to run around them.

"Um-"

"SHUT UP!" Ursula cuts off Rex as she throws a book she randomly got from nowhere into his face.

"OOMPH!" Rex grunts as he falls to the ground.

"DINO SLASH! BLOSSOM, PARASAUROLOPHUS!"

"ALPHA SLASH! SHAKE THINGS UP, SAICHANIA!"

Paris and Tank immediately got to work scaring off the beavers. Or they would have if the beavers didn't suddenly swarm and climb all over them immediately. "Gah! Now our dinos are getting swarmed!" Zander cries out.

"Shake 'em off, Paris!" Zoe orders her partner.

"You too, Tank! Show them you're a tough girl!"

Tank roared in the air before spinning around as she swung her tail at the many beavers, sending some flying off the bridge while sending another into a group of beavers, knocking them down.

"Wow! She got a strike!" Ed announces.

"We should sign her up for a bowling competition." Zander comments with a smile.

"Go! Stomping Hammer!" Zoe announces as she activates a move card.

Paris glowed green before she swung her tails at the beavers, knocking more off the bridge before leaping high into the air and stomping on several beavers three times over. "Zoe! If you use Metal Wing, then we can all fly across the bridge!" Rex calls out to his friend.

Zoe nodded in response as she pulled out the same move card. "Good idea! Metal Wing!" she announces as she shoots a green beam at Paris. The Parasaurolophus absorbed the beam and let out a cry for help as three Pteranodons came flying out of the sky, just in the nick of time too. Each of the Pterosaurs picked up a member of both teams: Max and Ursula, Zander and Zoe, and Rex and Ed. The three Pteranodons flew across the bridge to the other side, gently lowering the humans down to the ground safely.

"Nice thinking, Rex." Zoe compliments as she brings back Paris, recalling Metal Wing in the process. Ed did the same with Tank, both summoning the dinosaurs back to their chibi sizes.

Unbeknownst to the two teams, Goma was watching them through the many cameras he had installed around, viewing them closely in his quarters. "CURSES!" Goma shouts from his room. He slammed his fists against the desk, knocking over various items ranging from a fast food drink cup to an alien-like device. "They got past my unpenetrable defense! How did they get passed my unpenetrable defense?!" Goma asks Santa.

"Soreha 'Shin'nyū dekinai' to hatsuon sa re, orokana baka desu. (It's pronounced 'impenetrable' you stupid moron.)" Santa angrily replies.

"No matter." Goma sinisterly says, glaring at the screen. "They won't get passed my inside defenses. If those feeble human mortals think they saw the last of Goma's Meth Beavers, then they have another thing coming. Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh."

"Hoka no subete no yō ni shippai suru to kakushin shite imasu. (I'm sure it will fail like everything else.)." Santa annoyingly replies with an eye roll.

"Tank! Smash open that wall!" Ed's muffled command was heard on another side of a wall. A wall that was completely obliterated by one swing of Tank's clubbed tail, clearing a way for the two teams. "Good girl!"

The two teams entered the room that Tank had just opened as the Saichania and Paris both entered after everyone else. "What is this place?" Max asks, lighting up his hat's horns as a light source.

"Looks like a storage unit." Rex says, noticing all the large size and quantity of crates everywhere.

"Probably for Goma's equipment to brainwash everyone to be his slaves." Max annoyingly says as he shrugs his shoulders in an unconcerned manner.

"Let's head into that hallway. It's starting to get really dark here." Ed says, pointing to a hallway that had light.

The two teams entered the hallway, now finally having a light source as they walked through the corridor, making several turns until getting to what appeared to be a hazard gate. "Wonder what's in here." Max questions as the two teams entered the hazard room, only for the gate to close in on them. "What the?!" the brunet exclaims in shock.

"HAHAHAHAAAAAAA!" Goma's cackle was heard over the speakers. Once again, a giant hologram of him in front of a screen was projected in front of them. "You walked right into Goma's mouse trap, rodents! Now it's time I summon the pest control! Meth Beavers! ATTACK!"

"Did he just say 'Meth Beavers'?" Max questions in utter bewilderment. Yes, that's a word, look it up.

"Well that would explain their crazy expressions." Zander thinks aloud.

"And their lack of fear of death." Ursula added.

"Not to mention just their overall behavior." Ed finished off.

All of a sudden, several of Goma's Meth Beavers began to rapidly drop from large black pipes from the ceilings, all were now scattering everywhere before making a charge at the two teams. "AAAAH! THAT'S EVEN MORE OF THEM!" Max exclaims.

"ALPHA SLASH! TYRANNOSAURUS REX, BLAZE!"

Terry roared in the air as he suddenly grabbed a whole mouthful of beavers and immediately bit down on them before swallowing them whole. "Terry! No! They're on meth! You're gonna get addicted to them!" Ursula shouts from below.

"I don't think dinosaurs can get high." Max tells the greenette.

"What about the Gondwanatitan the other day?" she retorted.

"That was rabies. That's not a drug."

"What about the Edmontosaurus?" Zoe asks her friend.

Max snapped to the pinkette with a raised eyebrow. "Wait, he was high?" he asks her.

Zoe in response shrugged her shoulders. "I mean, that's what Francis said that Todd said." she replies.

"Wait. Who said what again?" Rex asks her, having completely lost track of the connections.

The room speakers suddenly turned on as a voice began to repeatedly say the same thing over and over again on the intercom. "Dripping that chocolate- Dripping that chocolate sauuce. Dripping that chocolate- Dripping that- SAAAAAAUUUUUUCE! Dripping that-"

"Jesus Christ. Why did we come out here again?" Ursula asks, already getting annoyed of the excessive annoyance.

"There's so many of them! I'm freaking out!" Zander panics in his place.

"I'm calling Dr. Z for backup!" Ed shouts as he grabs his Alpha Scanner, quickly calling his adoptive father.

Of all things Dr. Z was doing, running around while his beard was on fire was probably the most ordinary thing he could be doing. During his project, he had managed to set his beard on fire and instead of putting it out like a sane man would, the mad doctor just freaked out and screamed at the top of his lungs doing nothing to put out the flames besides running around aimlessly while flailing his arms around.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" he screams at the top of his lungs, running around all over his lab.

His moment of panic was interrupted when his Alpha Scanner began beeping.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- Hello, this is Dr. Z." Dr. Z calmly answers, abruptly interrupting his panicked state.

"HELP! THERE'S BEAVERS EVERYWHERE!" Ed was heard over the other side. "Boy, PETA is gonna have a field day with this-"

"Nice doing business with ya." Dr. Z replies before hanging up, immediately going back to his screaming and running situation. "AAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

Ed just panically stared at the phone with a look of utter disbelief, a repeating beeping sound emitting from his Alpha Scanner, due to his boss abruptly hanging up on him. "Dad?" Ed says in a flabbergasted tone.

Immediately afterwards, he got knocked down to the ground by a beaver.

Terry roared some more as he continued to chomp on any beavers he could nab while Paris and Tank both used their tails to swat away those that did escape his jaws. However, it seemed as if there was an endless supply of beavers as more and more continuously started coming out the pipes, to the point where they were now running over the dead beavers. "Does this count as animal brutality?" Zander asks his friends in a nervous tone, not liking the amount of beavers there were.

"Dripping that chocolate- Dripping that chocolate sauuce."

"No, I'd say self defense because they're attacking us." Max replies.

"Yeah, but it's the dinosaurs who are attacking back so really, we wouldn't be charged with anything." Zoe retorts.

"Dripping that chocolate sauuce."

"Technically, you can still get charged with a crime because a jury could see the dinosaurs as a weapon in your possession. Unironically not because of your D-Shot's current desi-"

"Thank you, Ed." Zander says as he covers his mouth.

"You know what would be helpful, Ed instead of that? A move card!" Ursula yells at her partner.

"Oh! Good idea!" Ed says, pulling out a move card. "Earthquake!"

"HA HA! You fools! Earthquakes don't happen on the North Pole!" Goma's voice boasted off the intercom. Right at that moment, a large crack in the ground appeared as it began to split the room in two with many of the beavers beginning to fall into the endless abyss. "I stand corrected!"

"AH! Dripping that- SAAAAAAAUUUUUCE! Dripping that chocolate- Dripping that chocolate sauuce."

More and more beavers continued to fall from the ceiling only to fall into the abyss instead, those that managed to escape either being swatted away by the herbivores or eaten by the carnivore. Eventually, after what seemed like hours of fighting, the seemingly endless supply of beavers had stopped, finally ending the aggressive wave of drug fueled beavers. Seconds afterwards, the hazard doors opened behind the two teams as they took this chance to leave, their dinosaurs following suit.

"Well. That was easy." Ed says plainly.

"Don't jinx us, Ed." Ursula says to the fat man.

"BLAST!" Goma shouts from his quarters. "How are these pathetic humans able to withstand my defenses! They're top of the line!"

"Sen ga `kore made ni hatsumei sa reta naka de mottomo bakageta sukīmu'dearu baai, wa i, sorera wa sen no ichiban-jō ni arimasu. (If the line is "the most dumbest scheme ever invented" then yes they are at the top of the line.)" Santa the Eocarcharia grumbles as he eats a bag of potato chips.

"Fine then. If Goma wants to get rid of these pesky humans so bad," Goma suddenly turned around and walked towards his quarters' door. "then Goma will have to do it himself."

After escaping the seemingly endless horde of beavers, the two teams eventually found a large elevator, large enough to even fit Paris, Terry, and Tank inside. Strong enough too. The two teams rode the elevator down several floors as Mall Music 3 from Dead Rising was currently playing over the speakers. The two teams awkwardly stood inside the elevator, acting as if they were not on some crazy mission regarding poison gas and drugged out beavers.

"Soooooooooo…" Max awkwardly starts things off. "How are things with you guys?" he asks the trio.

"Eh. The usual." Ursula shrugged.

"I got a job at a restaurant. I'm one of the chefs." Zander reveals.

"Nice. Nice. Ed?" Max asks the short, fat man.

"Just chillin'." he replies.

"Cool. Cool."

The group then fell into another awkward silence after the short small talk failure, until Ed suddenly asked, "Do you know anyone named Jerkov by the way?"

The D-Kids slowly turned to the man, giving him odd looks as the chubby man awkwardly looked away, too embarrassed to face the situation head on. The elevator dinged as the doors opened, revealing a large open room with a massively tall ceiling. The two teams and three dinosaurs entered the room quietly, not a single sound other than their footsteps were heard as well as an eerie wind howling.

"Where are we now?" Rex questions aloud.

Right as he said that, the floor began to open as steam escaped from the hidden chambers from below, a very large shadowy figure rising from behind the smoke. "Hahahahahahaaaaa!" laughs Goma from behind the smoke.

"Oh, joy. It's Goma. Leader of the Dark Empire." Max sarcastically says with an eye roll.

"You got every single one of those titles wrong!" Goma angrily replies, his face now revealed through the steam. "First off, I am an Emperor, not leader!"

"Same thing!"

"Secondly, it's the 'Shadow Kingdom' not Dark Empire!"

"Yeah, I know! I was just saying that to piss you off!"

"Screw you!" Goma retorts, pointing at him as Santa the chibi Eocarcharia jumped up on the control panel he was on. "You feeble, weak humans think you've bested me?! HA! Sorry to break the news to you, but Goma is not yet done. BEHOLD!"

The steam then suddenly dissipated, revealing that the purple humanoid alien was in fact controlling a giant robotic beaver dressed in a Santa outfit. Currently, Goma was in the cockpit where the controls were, on top of the beaver's head, with Santa the Eocarcharia standing on the controls beside him.

"YOUR DOOM!" Goma dramatically finishes.

SANTA BEAVER

Harbinger of Christmas Hell

"Holy crap! It's a giant Beaver Santa!" Max exclaims in genuine shock, pointing at the robot.

"Actually, I named it Santazilla." Goma corrects.

SANTAZILLA

Harbinger of Christmas Hell

"And Santazilla will be the last thing you will ever see! PREPARE MORTALS TO SUF-"

"Oh my gosh! I just saw your pet dinosaur!" Zoe squealed in joy, pointing to Santa the Eocarcharia.

"Watashi wa kakū no sonzai ni chinande nadzuke rarete iru kamo shiremasenga, anata o hitokuchi de musabori kuu koto ga dekimasu. (I may be named after a fictional being, but I can devour you in one bite.)." Santa says through his translator helmet.

"And he speaks Japanese! Awwwww! That's so KAWAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"

"SHUT UP, MORTAL! Goma is talking here!" Goma shouts at Zoe before resuming. "Wait where was I? Ah whatever. I'll just start all over. Ahem. GREETINGS FELLOW HU-"

"We don't care!" Max harshly shouts from below.

"Well that's rude. I think I'm going to kill you now." Goma says, activating the robot. Santazilla's eyes suddenly glowed yellow as the power inside him turned on, his mechanical parts coming to life as he opened his mouth as fire blew out from it. "I AM A SEVERE PYROMANIAC! HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!" Goma shouts from atop.

"Ooooh, this can't be good." Max says as he stares upwards at the robot.

"Looks like we're gonna need everyone else out here!" Rex says as he calls back Ace.

"Good idea." Max says, repeating his friend's actions.

"DINO SLASH! SHOCK 'EM TRICERATOPS!"

"DINO SLASH! CARNOTAURUS, BLOW THEM AWAY!"

"ALPHA SLASH! SURF'S UP, SPINOSAURUS!"

All six of the dinosaurs roared at their robotic opponent as Goma sinisterly chuckles from the cockpit. "Prepare yourselves, mortals. Because you won't know what's comin' to ya!" Goma maniacally shouts as he thrusts forward.

Santazilla suddenly slammed his fist onto the ground, shaking the entire building before retracting his hand. Afterwards, he gave a metallic roar as fire flew out of his mouth.

And so our heroes charged into battle,

Not knowing this one will leave them rattle.

Their city and their people on the line,

And Goma… he was a swine.

"Hey! I don't even know what that means!" Goma exclaims in anger upon being insulted… He knows…

Nonetheless, our heroes will fight to the last breath.

Even if it means fighting to the death.

To protect their loved ones and foil Goma's ploy,

They must succeed to bring the Christmas joy.

"Alright, Goma!" Max yells at the alien. "Let's get this straight! I don't care if you brainwash everyone in the city, I honestly don't. I just really don't want to be here so we're gonna do whatever we have to do to stop you no matter what!"

Nevermind.

"Gee. Thanks for the concern for all your friends, Max." Zoe tells him in an annoyed tone with lidded eyes.

"Well too bad, spiky haired human!" Goma yells back. "Because Goma has his own plans AND NOTHING IS STOPPING HIM! I will brainwash all your species into doing my bidding so that I shall build my SHADOW EMPIRE! And Santazilla here is just the first step! The second? CRUSHING YOU ON THE SPOT!"

*Pimped Out Getaway (Assault) from Payday 2 plays…*

Ooh, what fun it is to ride in a pimped out getaway!

Goma pushed forward the twin joysticks as Santazilla took a huge step forward, slamming its foot to the ground as it created a crater underneath it. The robotic beaver-Santa giant's arm suddenly ejected itself forward, nearly smashing Chomp and Spiny on the spot if they didn't dodge at the last second. Santazilla's arm retracted itself before fitting itself back into its original spot before the robot began to breathe a line of flames onto the ground. The six dinosaurs all ran from the flames as they quickly died down, leaving some breathing room for the two teams.

Santazilla then suddenly slammed a fist to the ground as a pair of rocket launchers ejected themselves from its back. Several rockets were shot from the launchers into the air before crashing down, knocking Terry and Tank to the ground while blowing away Ace as he crashed into a wall. Chomp suddenly charged forward and slammed his massive horns into Santazilla's leg, creating massive dents in them as Spiny slammed his tail on Santazilla's other leg. The giant robot suddenly lowered its head and began to spew out a line of fire before rapidly spinning around in a circle, spreading the flames all around it.

"Hydro Cutter!"

Spiny glowed blue before producing a column of water, smacking it with its head as it got shot forward. The column of water spun around as it struck Santazilla's leg, knocking the robot back a bit before it regained its composure. Tank suddenly leaped into the air and head butted the robot in the chest, pushing it back a few feet as the Saichania landed on the ground. As soon as she did, the armored dinosaur swung her tail at Santazilla's other leg, creating a large dent in it. Having enough of the assault, Santazilla suddenly extended its arm as it transformed into a minigun. Seconds later, bullets began to spray sporadically from the barrel as Goma tried his best to aim it at the dinosaurs, albeit missing them all completely in the process.

Santazilla stopped its attack when it suddenly began to overheat and jam, resulting in the robot to transform its arm back to normal. "Mayfly!" Ace slammed his foot into the around and roared into the air before charging directly at the robot, picking up speed as he did. Before he could make contact with the robot, the Carnotaurus disappeared at the last second before suddenly Santazilla began to get struck from all sides by the speeding Wind dinosaur. Seconds later, the attack stopped as Santazilla suddenly kneeled down to the ground due to the rapid attack. As it did, it's rocket launchers ejected themselves from its back again as the giant robot fired more rockets into the air before they all started to come down.

"Earth Barrier!"

Tank glowed purple as she got in front of Ace, forming a protective dome of purple energy around them as the missiles exploded upon impact, the two dinosaurs safe from harm's way. "Thorn Whip!" Paris slammed her forelegs onto the ground as a large thorny vine shot from the ground, immediately striking any missiles coming towards her way, safely protecting her.

While everyone else were either deflecting the missiles or protecting themselves, Ursula took this moment for a direct assault, evident when she pulled out a Fire move card. "Fire Cannon!" Terry gathered flames in his mouth before firing a scolding hot ball of fire at the robot, landing a direct hit into Santazilla's chest. The Tyrannosaurus fired another fireball only this time near the robot's crotch area before firing a final third fireball directly to its face. The one to the face proved to be effective as the robot let out a mechanical roar as it wobbled backwards into a wall, creating a hole in it.

"Your pathetic attacks are no match for the considerably large, above average intelligence of Vincent van Goma! Especially when I push this pretty button right here!" Goma exclaims in a maniacal manner before lowering his finger onto a VERY pink button… only to miss it completely. "Oops." Goma corrected his mistake by pushing the button this time.

Right at that moment, a pair of metallic, giant wings ejected themselves from Santazilla's back as the engines roared to life, lifting the giant robot into the air. The giant robot let out a benevolent, metallic roar as it spewed flames from it's mouth. "It's the second phase of the boss fight! We need to switch up our game!" Max tells the team.

"You play too many video games, you know that kid?" Ursula says to the young kid.

Max innocently chuckled as he gave an embarrassed grin, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. "That means he's lost half of his health! I hope there's not a second phase to this boss fight." Ed wonders aloud.

Ursula face palmed herself as she dramatically rubbed her hand down her face. "Why do I even bother?"

"Go! Lightning Strike!"

Chomp gathered lightning in between his horns before shooting it towards the giant robot, only for an invisible force field to stop the attack in it's place. "Aw great! He's got a force field!" Max says in frustration.

"That's okay! We can use this time to heal ourselves up like a real RPG video game." Ed points out.

"Good idea. Hey, Zoe."

"Already on it!" Zoe calls out as she activates a move card. "Nature's Blessing!"

Healing, green energy formed in Paris' mouth before she shot it into the air, the healing energy energizing all the dinosaurs back to a fighting chance. Seconds afterwards, the force field disappeared as Santazilla's rocket launchers showed themselves once more, this time firing more rockets into the air while also firing slower ones. However, the slower rockets revealed themselves to be heat seeking as they suddenly began to follow Ace around the entire battlefield. The Carnotaurus ran as fast as he could as the missiles continued to follow him all around the area before it suddenly struck a wall, destroying itself upon impact. Santazilla roared before opening it's mouth, firing out a spew of fire onto the ground, this time flying over the area as it ignited more of the ground. Spiny and Paris were unfortunate enough to get struck with the fire as they got blasted away, depleting more of their energy.

The giant robot turned around and continued to spew fire in a line, barely nicking Tank's clubbed tail as Chomp got hit by the fire, sending the ceratopsid crashing into a wall. The fire suddenly stopped when Santazilla closed it's mouth, momentarily hovering in the air before suddenly shooting it's retractable arm forward, smashing right Tank as the punch knocked the Saichania on her back. "Metal Wing!"

"Anhanguera Dive!" Rex calls out as he activates the move card.

Paris and Ace both roared into the air as they summoned their flying companions, three Pteranodons from Paris and two Anhangueras from Ace. The flying reptiles rapidly swung around the flying robot, striking it whenever it could as Santazilla turned its attention to the two aviaries. "Ah! This is just like what those insects your human scientists call mosquitos!" Goma shouts as he begins to rapidly shake the joystick.

Santazilla began to attempt to swat away the flying reptiles, their size and speed escaping from it's grasp as they continued to slam themselves into it. "Watashi wa byōki ni naru to omoimasu. (I think I'm going to be sick.)." Santa the Eocharcaria says as he strapped himself in his seat due to the violent shaking robot.

"Spike Arrows!"

Tank glowed purple as a thagomizer formed on her tail, purple energy spikes being fired shortly afterwards; the purple spikes pierced Santazilla's chest, momentarily distracting it from the two flying reptiles. Taking advantage of Santazilla's sudden attack, the five flying reptiles all slammed themselves simultaneously into the giant robot, this time knocking it to the ground. Santazilla crashed hard on the ground as it's jet engines suddenly shut down only to pick itself up afterwards, roaring loudly in the air. "Electric Charge!" Lightning fell from the sky as it struck Chomp, the Triceratops absorbing the element before charging towards the downed robot, forming a ball of pure electricity in between his horns. The ceratopsid smashed itself into Santazilla's left leg, creating a huge gash in it as wires were exposed, sparks and smoke coming from its leg.

Santazilla was now taking some serious damage.

Ursula kissed a move card before slicing it in her Alpha Scanner. "Magma Blaster!" Terry gathered fire in his mouth before spewing out a large column of flames towards the giant robot, striking the other leg as a large burn mark was left behind. For a moment, fire remained on Santazilla's leg, dealing more damage as the giant robot finally regained it's composure. The flames died down as its metallic wings revealed themselves once more, the jet engines coming to life as Santazilla flew into the air, a protective force field forming around it once more. Suddenly at that moment, a familiar slot machine hologram showed itself in the air.

"AWWWWWW YEEEEEEAAAAH! It's the motherflubbin' Slots of Doom!" Goma loudly exclaims as the holographic machine begins to spin.

"Wait. Slots of Doom? I thought it was 'Test Your Reality'?" Max asks the purple alien.

"I changed the name because it was STUPID! Like your face! HA! Get 'pwned' noob!" Goma mocks the teen before growing a proudful grin. "Goma picked up some of this 'slang' that his roommate Francis often uses."

"Damn you, Francis! Even when you're not here you're causing me trouble!" Max curses at his love rival.

Back in Sanjo City in the middle of the night, Francis was shown hiding behind a corner of a building, bullets being fired from the other side as he had a panicked expression on his face. All he had in defense was a single pistol in his hand, the gun being the least accustomed to him. His panicked expression soon changed to a confused one as he glanced at his surroundings, feeling a disturbance in the area.

"Did someone say my name?" Francis asks no one in particular.

"I like up close and personal!" a Russian voice says from behind the wall.

Back in the North Pole, the Slots of Doom machine continued to spin rapidly, ready to temporarily decide the fate of the battle. "Look at it spin. I hope it lands on something nice. Like spontaneous combustion!" The machine continued to spin until all three slots landed on a symbol of a man floating above the ground. "I despise gravity because I spent four centuries trapped in space. SO I GOT RID OF IT! Most of it!"

Sure enough, the gravity in the room was turned off as all the dinosaurs began to float in the air, all of them beginning to slightly panic afterwards. The only ones not affected were the flying reptiles and Santazilla who continued to use it's jetpack to keep itself hovering in the air. The six humans however had mixed reactions. "Woah! This is fun!" Zander exclaims as he swims in the air.

"Gravity? Who gives a dino crap about gravity?." Max asks as he floats underneath Zoe.

"Don't look up my skirt!" she shouts at the brunette as she closes her skirt with a red flushed face.

"I think I'm going to throw up." Rex mumbles as he holds in his vomit.

"You're not the only one." Ed pipes up as he floats passed him.

"I feel so light! Light as a feather!" Ursula squealed in excitement.

Goma however had instant regret. "Oh, maybe I shouldn't have added that in the wheel. I'm having an STD attack!" Goma loudly shouts as he panics in his cockpit.

"Watashi wa anata ga `PTSD' kōgeki o imi shite iru to omoimasu. (I think you mean a 'PTSD' attack you idiot.)" the Eocharcaria sarcastically says to his master.

True to Goma's words, all gravity wasn't 'fully' disabled, evident when the dinosaurs and humans all fell back down to the ground again. "Hey, it's just like the moon landing!" Max says as he hops into the air once more. "That's one small step for Max…" Max landed on the ground and prepared to jump once more, only to trip on his shoelace, causing him to fly uncontrollably in the air. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! EEEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUUGH!" Max practically cried in panic as he floated aimlessly in the air.

Terry landed on the ground before leaping back up, just in time to dodge Santazilla's fist; the Tyrannosaurus roared before chomping down into Santazilla's shoulder, using his bite force to rip a piece of metal off of it. "Hey! Building this thing was expensive! I'm in debt to the Jewish Mob because of this!" Goma angrily yells at the T-Rex as he thrusts the controls forward. Santazilla raised a fist in the air before slamming it down towards the Tyrannosaurus, barely missing it as Terry leaped out of the way in time. Because of it's massive strength, chunks of rubble flew into the air and hovered momentarily from when Santazilla punched the ground, making it look like it had an asteroid belt around it.

"Those rocks look dangerous." Rex notes before smiling. "Let's use that to our advantage! Cyclone!" Ace glowed white as strong winds swirled around him, granting him immense speeds as he sped towards the flying rocks. The Carnotaurus leapt into the air and began to headbutt the chunks of rock towards the giant robot, causing more of it's body to fall apart and malfunction as more sparks and smoke flew out of it.

"Tail Smash!"

It was Spiny's turn as he jumped high in the air and slapped as many rocks as he could with his tail, sending more flying directly to the giant robot. One large rock managed to strike Santazilla's face, causing it to kneel to the ground as smoke came from it's eyes. In the cockpit, Goma could be seen panicking as he began to randomly push buttons in hope to turn the tables of the fight. "Stomping Hammer!" Paris roared into the air before charging directly at the giant robot, smacking it's malfunctioning leg with her tail before leaping high into the air, landing directly on top of Santazilla's head with a powerful stomp.

"OWWWW! That hurt!" Goma complains as he presses a button on his twin joysticks.

Santazilla's arm suddenly transformed back into a minigun before a rapid fire of bullets began to spray out of the barrel, directly towards the dinosaurs. Thankfully, they all managed to jump away in time aside from Tank, whom just stood there as the bullets continued to fly towards her way. "Mole Attack!" Tank glowed purple before jumping into the ground, barely missing the barrage of bullets as she traveled underground until she was directly underneath Santazilla. Moments later, she shot up from the ground and struck Santazilla in the crotch area, effectively destroying more of it as more and more of Santazilla began to fall apart. Tank landed on the ground as Santazilla fell on it's knee, crouching down on the ground as sparks and smoke emitted from it's body.

It was at this moment that the effects of low gravity from the slot machine ended, evident when the humans and dinosaurs all fell to the ground, with Max landing on his butt in the process. He groaned in immense pain as he grabbed his bruised tailbone, tears threatening to escape his eyes as he danced in spot. "Well there goes that fun." he mumbles in disappointment.

Santazilla regained it's composure as it flew back up in the air once more as the Pteranodons and Anhangueras continued to circle around it like vultures. Seconds later, the flying reptiles began to smack the giant robot some more, only this time Santazilla fought back as it smacked one of the Pteranodons in the air, sending it crashing to the ground. An unlucky Anhanguera was suddenly caught in the giant grasps of Santazilla before being thrown at a Pteranodon, knocking them both from the fight. The giant robot finished off the remaining two flying reptiles with a massive back swing from its arm, sending the two reptiles crashing into a wall.

Once again, Santazilla's force field appeared around it as it momentarily hovered in the air, granting our protagonists enough time to ready up and prepare. "Rock Roller!" Tank roared before pouncing forward, a massive boulder spawning into existence in front of her as she spun around it. She suddenly slapped the large boulder towards the flying robot; even though it had a force field around it, the large boulder was strong enough to knock it backwards. When it did, Santazilla crashed into the wall, both destroying its wings and jet engines as well as the force field.

The giant robot fell down to the ground hard, catching itself with its hands as Goma fell down onto the floor of the cockpit. Seconds later, he picked himself up as he slammed his hand on the cockpit dashboard, a furious expression on his face. "Alright!" he shouts angrily. "No more games! Time to bring out the big bombs!"

"Uh, I think you mean big guns." Ed points out.

"NO, I DIDN'T!" Goma shouts back before slapping a button.

Right at that moment, the same elevator doors that allowed the two teams in the room opened, revealing several men all wearing vests with several sticks of dynamite in them. One by one, each of the men began to run out of the elevator and towards the two teams, all while either cackling uncontrollably or shouting incoherently in a manic manner..

"Come to daddy!"

"Special delivery!"

"Come here!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahahahaha-"

"Come to daddy!"

"Come here!"

"Haha!"

"Special delivery!"

"Ehehehehahahahaha!"

"Tick tock! What's on my clock?"

"Here ya go! I got a present-"

"Come to daddy!"

"Tick tock what's on my-"

"Special delivery!"

Needless to say, seeing a large horde of suicide bombers charging towards them effectively scared the two teams to death, no pun attended. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" they all simultaneously screamed.

"WHO DID YOU HIRE, GOMA?! AL-QAEDA?!" Ursula panically shouts at the purple alien.

"Actually, they're slaves I hired to build my workshop." Goma replies nonchalantly. "You see, I needed money to pay off my debts-"

"To the Jewish Mob?" Rex asks.

"No, not them."

"Geez, how many gangs and mobs are you in debt to?" Max asks the alien.

"Kono baka wa, arayuru shurui no hanzai soshiki ni 5000 man-doru ijō no shakkin o otte imasu. (This idiot owes over $50 million to all sorts of criminal gangs.)" Santa adds, though no one understood him.

"-so I just hired a bunch of humans from some half house or something. I forgot what it was called." Goma finishes.

"So you hired a bunch of junkies from a halfway house to build your workshop and paid them off by giving them MORE DRUGS and fitting them with suicide vests?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Ursula shouts at the alien in utter shock.

Goma however hanged his head down low, a depressed expression appearing on his face. "My father used to punish me severely." he depressingly reveals.

The two teams turned around to see that the Meth'd-up Madmen continued to charge at them yelling randomly in the air.

"Special delivery!"

"Come to daddy!"

"TNT!"

"Tick tock! What's on my-"

"Come to daddy!"

"Special delivery!"

"Ehehehaha-"

"Come to daddy!"

"Ehehehahaha-"

"Come to daddy!"

"Come here!"

"Ha-"

"Hahahaha!"

"Ehehehahahahahahaha!"

One of the Madmen ran up to an unsuspecting Tank, whom was busy eyeing Santazilla, unaware of the suicide bomber approaching her. Thankfully, Zoe managed to catch this on time. "TANK! BEHIND YOU!"

The Saichania turned around to see the Madmen charging directly at her, an insane grin on his face. "Special delivery! TNT! Come to daddy!" Tank quickly ran away just in time as the Madmen detonated his own suicide vest, exploding right where Tank would be.

"Yes. Yeeeees! Attack, my minions! ATTACK AND BLOW ALL OVER THEIR FACES!" Goma commands his army.

"Ew. Don't- Dont say that." Zander says in a disgusted tone.

"Here ya go! I got a present for ya! TNT!"

Terry turned around to see a group of Madmen running towards him, so he smacked them all with his tail, sending them flying into a wall where they exploded. Seeing this granted Max an idea. "Hey, that might work." he says to himself. "Everyone! Try to knock those guys into Santazilla! Their explosives might be enough to damage his armor!"

"Fali d' siiahtoh! That will never work!" Goma shouts in his home language.

Tank roared as she spun around a few times before smacking a Madmen with her tail, sending him flying into Santazilla where he exploded on impact. The explosion caused the giant robot to tumble back a bit, slightly losing its balance as more of its armor was destroyed.

"Oh no! It worked!" Goma panics in his cockpit.

"Anata no keikaku wa anata no oroka-sa o urame ni deta yōdesu. (Looks like your plan backfired your stupidness.)" Santa says to his so-called master with an annoyed expression.

"Neck Crusher!" Max calls out as he activates the move card.

Chomp roared into the air before charging directly at a group of Madmen, whom were all charging at the ceratopsid themselves, before they met in the middle. It was too easy for the Triceratops as he lifted the group up in the air with his head before smacking them all towards Santazilla like it was baseball. The group of Madmen continued to cackle maniacally in the air before they impacted with Santazilla, their combined explosives forming a bigger one that no doubt did more damage. Both Paris and Ace smacked several Madmen with their tails, sending more of them flying towards Santazilla whom was in the process of getting up, only for the explosion to knock it back into a wall. Spiny smacked a group of Madmen with his own head, sending them flying towards the giant robot, doing more damage to it as it fell back to the wall.

Inside the cockpit, Goma could be seen fuming in anger as he tightly gripped his controls, steam literally coming out of his pointy ears. "Fer'as tu ati! I will not be defeated by my own minions!… SO I SHALL SEND MORE!" the purple alien slammed another button as another door opened, revealing more Meth'd-up Madmen.

"Here ya go! I got a present for ya!"

"TNT!"

"Come to daddy!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Tick tock! What's on my clock?"

"TNT!"

"Special delivery!"

"Ehehehahahahahahaha!"

"Oh great. Yay. Great. More suicide bombers." Ursula mumbles in a sarcastic tone, obviously tired of this running theme.

As if things couldn't get any more worse, the Slots of Doom hologram appeared in the middle of the room once more as the slots began to spin rapidly. "THE SLOT MACHINE! Come ooooooon… set them all on fire." Goma prayed silently as he watched the slot machine spin rapidly. The hologram continued to spin until the three slots landed on a picture of a stick figure drowning underwater… except the water picture was slightly yellow.

"Swim, feeble humans!" Goma commands his enemies. "You shall swim for your lives in a pool… of…" Goma suddenly realized what was going on as he saw that the whole room was being filled with bubbly, yellow liquid… Yeah, you know where this is going. "Oh… Oooooh. Okay. I'm gonna be honest… This was supposed to water. I am so, terribly, DEEPLY sorry, mortals. I- I had no idea it would fill the place with… this. Well, all I can say is… 'urine' for a big surprise! Ha! See what I did there?"

"EUUUUGH!" Everyone shouts in disgust once they realized what they were getting submerged by. "WHO PEES THIS MUCH?!" Max shouts in absolute disgust.

"It's ruining my hair!" Ursula complains as she lifts her arms above the urine.

"It's ruining my clothes!" Zoe complains along with her.

Zander suddenly threw up in the urine, some of it having gotten in his mouth. "Aw God! I think I swallowed some!" he yells in disgust.

"I don't wanna be Saul Goodman! And I still can't swim!" Ed panics as he's suddenly submerged in the urine.

"Special deli-"

As soon as the urine came in contact with the Madmen's bombs, they all simultaneously short circuited and blew up on the spot, painting the urine with blood, giving it a more orange color.

God, what the fuck am I writing, man?

Eventually, the entire battlefield was submerged in urine, filling all the way to the top of the ceiling. Everyone held onto their breaths as long as they could as they resisted the urge to open their mouths. Even Goma was having a disdain for the Slots of Doom outcome, as he invented it to grant him the advantages but so far, every single time has backfired on him. Needless to say, even the chibi Eocharcaria was more than displeased with the outcome.

"Ano shōwakusei ga watashi o koroshite kuretara īnoni to tokidoki omoimasu. Sō sureba, eien ni jigoku de fuhai suru yori mo waruinode, watashi wa anata ni au koto wa nakattadeshou. Anata wa, watashi ga imamade forō shita fukōna hito de,-gun o nuite mottomo orokana hitodesu. Koroshite kudasai. (You know, sometimes I really wish that asteroid killed me. That way I would have never met you because this is worse than rotting in hell for all eternity. You are, by far, the most stupid person I have ever had the misfortune of following. Please, kill me.)" Santa says while underwater, his translator somehow still in effect.

Because of Santazilla's exposed parts where it's exposed wire and cables were, they immediately short circuited due to getting wet from the urine. Inside the cockpit, Goma looked down to see that the entire robot was starting to malfunction as sparks started shooting from the exposed parts. Santazilla began shaking as parts of it began to either blow away or fall off in the urine pool. Goma did nothing but just stare down at his own creation falling apart with a blank look on his face.

"Oh fuck." he says, only to cover his mouth as he accidentally got urine in his mouth.

*KA-BOOM!*

Santazilla exploded as the wall behind it completely broke, instantly draining the room as urine spilled into the room next over. Goma was sent flying into the air where he crashed through the ceiling, flying high up in the sky due to the force of the explosion as he sat in the cockpit on top of Santazilla's head.

"THIS WAS A BAD IDEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaa…" Goma shouts as he's flung high into the sky.

The remaining urine in the room continued to splash into the next room over with both teams and their dinosaurs washing up like at a beach. Needless to say, everyone was grooming and moaning in utter disgust once they freed themselves from a literal vat of urine they were submerged in. "That was the worst experience of my entire life." Max mutters in disgust.

"It's gonna take weeks to wash the stench off me!" Ursula screeched as Zoe squeezed out urine from her hair beside her.

Rex spat out some urine he accidentally let into his mouth before coughing and hacking up a storm. He looked up to see the contents of the room they had crashed into, and it was enough for him to get his mind off of the urine vat. "Guys," he says to the group as he stands up. "I think I found where Goma's making that mind control gas."

Inside the room they were in were multiple, large vats of both purple liquid and gas were scattered in the room where a whole generator was in the center. "Well… That was easy to find." Zoe says in an anti-climatic tone.

"So what do we do?" Zander asks.

Rex turned to Max, both having blank expressions on their faces before the blonde spoke up.

"Burn it down?"

"Burn it down."

All at once, the six team members activated various move cards as their dinosaurs all aimed at random places in the room. Terry used the Fire Cannon move while Chomp did a Lightning Strike at the generator; Tank used a Quakesaber to slice a vat in half while Paris used a Thorn Whip to destroy the vats of purple liquid. Ace uses Biting Wind as sharp blades of wind sliced through both the vats and the generator while Spiny finishes it off with a Water Sword, penetrating the generator as well. One by one, each of the vats and the generator all exploded as the entire workshop went into meltdown mode, a loud alarm blaring as a red light flashed in the room.

~Warning! Reactor core meltdown! Imminent destruction in T minus 20 minutes. Please calmly walk to the nearest available emergency exit for your safety. Have a nice day.~

"I think it's about time we head out of here." Zander says to the group in a worried tone.

"We can take that vehicle shaft! It should support all our dinos in there!" Zoe points to a large elevator shaft used for transporting vehicles.

The six humans and their dinosaurs ran into the elevator shaft as Ursula punched the control pad, instantly closing the gates as the elevator began to go up. A final larger explosion occurred in the lab as the entire room was caved in, seconds after the teams' escape. After a minute or two of riding the elevator, the two teams were transported on the roof of the workshop, the freezing air welcoming them back as a mild snow storm had just arrived. Smoke and fire came from parts of Goma's Workshop as several beavers and madmen were shown either dead or dying from ground level.

"Look!" Ed points to a direction. "There's a plane! We can use it to get out of here!"

"Not so fast!" says a familiar voice from above. The two teams looked up to see that Goma had returned, still inside Santazilla's head/cockpit which was now hovering in the air from it's jets. "Did you really think Goma would let you off that easily? THINK AGAIN! Goma will not have his precious workshop destroyed by some feeble, weak humans! Your species aren't even fully evolved yet! It's an insult to all X'Tereian kind! So I've returned to bring you down! If I go down, you will too!" Goma pressed a button on his control sticks as Santazilla's eyes glowed red. "Hahahahahahaha!"

SANTAZILLA 2:

AHEAD OF TIME

"When will I learn?" Max asks himself in an annoyed tone. "When things look good, run for the hills."

*Black Powers from The Legend of Spyro: The Eternal Night plays…*

~T-minus 15 minutes until imminent destruction.~

"Ooooooooooooh! I always hated the second phase of a boss fight!" Max yells in frustration.

"There's nothing you can do to stop Goma! Behold!"

Goma pressed another button in the cockpit, resulting in a pair of futuristic looking cannons to come from the side of Santazilla's head. At the same time, Santazilla's mouth opened as a small ball of light blue energy began to form in it, while the two cannons began to slowly charge as well, along with it's eyes. After a few seconds, the ball had grown exponentially as Santazilla released all of the charged up energy from the four spots. Blue lasers came from both his eyes, his mouth, and the two cannons, where they collided in the middle to form a larger, blue laser, barely missing Terry as the large laser continued to fly beyond him. The blue laser instead struck a mountain behind them, easily breaking through the large mountain, leaving a perfectly shaped half circle of where it used to be instead. The two teams slowly turned to Goma once they realized the power of that cannon.

"Face it, mortals!" Goma exclaims at his adversaries. "You will never stop Goma and his dream for world domination and destruction! You might as well surrender now and join my side while you're at it. Otherwise Goma will have to do something he is not fond of."

Max turned to his teammates. "Okay," he starts off. "so that giant laser that purple loser has. That's no bueno. Why don't we all focus our attacks when it starts charging? That should put him out of commission."

"And we better do it fast or we'll explode along with this whole workshop." Rex adds the warning.

~T-minus 14 minutes and 30 seconds until imminent destruction.~

Santazilla's head fired a smaller, less powerful laser from its cannons, striking the ground in front of Chomp as the six dinosaurs all scattered. After missing all of its shots, Santazilla's eyes began to glow red as a pair of lasers shot from its eyeballs, albeit going in one direction, barely missing Paris and Tank. Ace had head butted the floating head from below, knocking its trajectory off, Terry smacking the robot head shortly afterwards. The two cannons on the side of Santazilla's head transformed into rocket launchers, firing a group of slow moving heat seeking missiles that instantly targeted the Spinosaurus. Spiny quickly ran under the head as the missiles continued to follow him; realizing there was no way of losing the missiles, Spiny quickly jumped over Santazilla's flying head. The missiles however continued to follow Spiny, even when the floating head got in the way, which resulted in striking the actual head.

The floating head spun around as Goma momentarily lost his composure, regaining seconds afterwards. He angrily pressed a button that made Santazilla's mouth open, firing a stream of dotted lasers towards Chomp. The Triceratops quickly ran away as Santazilla burst fired at the ceratopsid, successfully striking him in his thigh, causing him to fall to the ground. Terry lunged at the head from below, chomping down on nothing but air as the floating head flew out of the way. In retaliation, a single laser struck Terry from Santazilla's mouth, knocking the tyrant lizard to the ground. Unfortunately, because it was paying attention to the Tyrannosaurus, the floating head didn't see a giant clubbed tail coming from behind. Tank's tail smacked the side of Santazilla's head, causing it to fly into the air spinning out of control.

"Green Impulse!"

Paris glowed green as eight Tupuxuara's were summoned by the hadrosaur, flying high into the air where they spun around the floating head before all simultaneously striking it midair. Goma screamed as the floating head fell to the ground, crashing down hard as the purple alien gritted his teeth, pulling the joysticks towards him as the head flew back up into the air. Like before, Santazilla began charging up all of its weapons, granting the two teams enough time to counterattack.

"Now's our chance! Let's do it!" Max exclaims as they all pull out a move card.

"Lightning Strike!""

"Sonic Blast!"

"Thorn Whip!"

"Magma Blaster!"

"Aqua Javelin!"

"Spike Arrows!"

One by one, each of the six dinosaurs used their respective moves and fired all at once, their elemental colors merging into a rainbow colored energy beam flying directly at the floating Santazilla head. The energy beam struck directly at the floating head, causing an explosion to occur in its mouth as its attack was canceled, no doubt seriously damaging the head. Santazilla's head spun around in the air as smoke shot out from one of its damaged parts, prompting Goma to hang on until the head settled down.

~T-minus 10 minutes until imminent destruction.~

"We only have 10 minutes left!" Rex shouts as Ace dodges a missile. "We need to destroy this thing now!"

Santazilla opened its mouth as more rapid consecutive laser balls shot out towards the red T-Rex. Terry leaped out of the way on time as he slid across the floor, the lasers harmlessly impacting part of the damaged workshop. Tank suddenly smacked the flying head with her tail, sending it crashing into a wall as debris fell beside it. Goma angrily smashed a button so hard that he managed to break it, resulting in heat seeking rocket launchers to be ejected from the sides and once more. Several slow moving heat seeking rockets launched from the launcher as all six projectiles flew towards the six dinosaurs.

"Dodge 'em, you guys!" Rex warns his companions. Obliging to the sudden order, the six dinosaurs either leaped or ran out of the way as the missiles followed them. "Lead them back to Goma!"

"Return to sender!" Ed cheered.

"No! Don't return to sender! Goma did not leave a return address! You're sending me the wrong package!"

Goma's sentence was suddenly cut short when all six dinosaurs leaped over him, the missiles following them shortly behind. Time slowed down as Goma watched the missiles flying his way, unable to do anything as there was no time left.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh." Goma dumbly says in a slowed down tone.

The missiles all impacted Santazilla's head, dealing more critical damage to it as it once again spun out of control for a few seconds. Having enough, Goma slammed his fist on another button as Santazilla's head began to charge its powerful laser once more.

"Here we go again, guys! Like last time!" Max calls out to his teammates.

"DINO SLASH!"

"ALPHA SLASH!"

Once more, all six of the dinosaurs fired their attacks all at once as another elemental beam formed in the middle, instantly striking the flying head while interrupting its attack. Santazilla's head now had more exposed parts as more sparks and smoke started to come from said exposed parts, part of its eye also cracked as it missed a few teeth.

"Ow! Not fair!" Goma angrily shouts at his enemies. As if the fight wasn't bad enough, the Slots of Doom hologram reappeared in the middle of the battlefield. "The Slots of Doom shall decide tonight's battle! Be warned, mortals. Goma is not responsible for any bodily harm, accidental death, and/or hepatitis exposure during the Slots."

The hologram slots spun rapidly until all three slots landed on a picture of a stick man with his fists on his hips along with what appeared to be bullets being bounced off of him.

"I hereby pronounce you GODS! YOU ARE INVINCIBLE! HAHAHAHA! Ahahaha. Haaaa…." Goma dramatically announces before realizing what he said. "Wait. Hold on."

As if on cue, all six of the dinosaurs roared in the air as they glowed their respective elemental colors, feeling surges of energy coursing through them. "Hey! Thanks, Goma! That was nice of you!" Zoe thanks the purple alien in genuine kindness.

"You stupid… pffffffffBLEEEHBLEEEUGHGH!" Goma was so furious that he was no longer able to put together sentences, instead incoherently spitting raspberries.

"Anata ga tsukutta hatsumei-hin ni, naze teki o tasukeru koto ga dekiru mono o ireru nodesu ka? Jōshiki ga arimasen ka? (Why would you put something that could help the enemy in an invention you created? Do you not have common sense?) Santa says to his unofficial master.

"That's okay." Goma says as he pushes another button. "I'll just pull out my secret weapon. And by secret weapon, I MEAN CHEATS!"

The purple alien suddenly pulled out a remote and pressed a button in a dramatic fashion, a triumphant grin plastered all over his face. A moment of silence passed as it seemingly looked like the remote did nothing. That is until Santazilla's head suddenly deactivated, causing it to drop the ground a few feet below where it was hovering. No one said anything as the two human teams blankly stared at the purple alien, whom was still in the middle of his dramatic stance. It was Santa the chibi Eocharcaria to break the silence.

"Retard." Santa says, even though his helmet was set to Japanese rather than English.

~T-minus 5 minutes until imminent destruction.~

"One last time! Let's do it!" Max shouts as he and the others activate their move cards all at once.

Because of their sudden power boost from the Slots of Doom, their next combo attack would prove to be their most powerful yet. All six of the dinosaurs used their move cards as they all combined in mid air, forming a more powerful rainbow colored beam than last time. Goma watched as the elemental beam was rapidly approaching him, a terrified expression on his face as he mentally braced himself. The powered up rainbow beam easily tore through Santazilla's head as if it was wet paper, the head exploding as both Goma and Santa were thrown from the explosion. All six of the dinosaurs roared triumphantly in the air as Goma depressingly lied in the snow.

"Alright! Way to go, guys!" Max says as he high fives Rex and Zoe.

"I knew we could do it!" Zoe cheers in excitement.

"Who knew we make a great team, huh squirt?" Ursula asks Max with a sly smile.

"Times change." Max says with a grin.

Meanwhile, Goma had stuck his head from the pile of snow he was buried in as Santa simply angrily sat next to him, a very visible angry expression on his face. "Omedetō, kōtei. Keikaku ni shippaishita dakedenaku, ke no nai ruijin'en no mure ni nagura remashita. Anata no okāsan wa anata o hokori ni omoudeshou. (Congratulations, Emperor. Not only did you fail your plan, but you were beaten by a bunch of hairless apes. Your mother would be proud of you.)" Santa sarcastically says in a harsh manner.

"Oooooh, no fair! No fair!" Goma whines in the snow. "If it weren't for those pesky humans, I would've had my ARMY BY NOW!" Goma angrily shouts as he slams his fists in the snow.

"Damarimasu ka? (Will you shut up?)"

~T-minus 3 minutes until imminent destruction.~

"Alright, guys." Rex says as he and the others recall their dinosaurs. "Let's teleport out of here before we all blow up."

"Right."

The six humans simultaneously pressed their buttons on their respective devices to teleport back home. However, instead of teleporting back home, the six humans remained in their spots. Seconds of silence passed by once they realized their devices weren't working.

"What the?" Ursula says in confusion.

The screens on all of their devices suddenly showed a WiFi signal with a slash over it, the test NO CONNECTION underneath it.

"No WiFi?" Zander gasps in frustration.

"Bummer." Ed depressingly says.

Max suddenly threw his DinoShot in the snow in anger. "Why do we need the internet to teleport anyway?!" he yells as he kicks up some snow.

Rex turned to the side to spot the answer what they were looking for. "Hey. Over there." he says, pointing to a direction. "We can use that plane to fly out of here!"

"Nice thinking, Rex." Zoe compliments as the humans all run towards the plane.

Max did a double take to pick up his dropped Dino Shot before joining the team.

"Go! Go! Go!" Ed shouts as the six run towards the plane.

"Move!" Ursula yells.

"Will you just hurry up?" Max impatiently asks.

"Booooooooo!" Zoe yells.

"My beauty is wasted on this team!" Ursula shouts.

"Aw crap." Rex mumbles.

"Yippee! Woo-hoo! Yeah!" Zander cheers.

"My hopes and dreams have been shattered like my leg!" Ed depressingly says.

"Hurry up, slow pokes!" Max yells at his team. All of a sudden he began to do a conga-like dance in the middle of his run. "Conga! Conga! Conga! Ha ha ha!" As quickly as he did the conga dance, he returned back to normal running. "You all suck big time!"

"Welcome to the massive failure club." Rex jeered.

Upon approaching the plane, Ursula kicked the door to open it, the latch opening as the stairs fell to the ground. One by one, they all got inside the plane, with Zander and Ed getting in the cockpit, the two immediately starting the plane.

~T-minus 2 minutes until imminent destruction.~

Ursula placed in her seatbelt. "Anytime now guys." she tells her adoptive siblings.

"WAIT!" shouts a voice from the door.

The group turned to the door to see Goma crawling inside the plane, with Santa riding on top of his head. "Take Goma with you!" he begs them. "Goma cannot handle this arctic, desolate tundra! It's too cold! Just like Goma's father! Plus I don't want to blow up. Please take me with you! Please! Please! Please! Pretty please with a veltaberry on top!"

"The hell's a veltaberry?" Ursula mumbles in confusion.

~T-minus 60 seconds until imminent destruction.~

"Oh, alright!" Max sighs in frustration as he grabs Goma's collar. "Get in here before I change my mind."

The brunette dragged Goma in before closing the door, Ed and Zander starting up the engine shortly afterwards. The plane's engine came to life as its propellers began to rapidly pick up speed, the aircraft slowly making its way down the landing strip.

~T-minus 30 seconds until imminent destruction.~

The plane continued to drive down the strip, picking up more speed along the way before finally taking off.

~10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1.~

*BOOM!*

And just like that, Goma's Workshop turned into a fiery inferno, the explosion completely breaking any surrounding ice around it as a giant mushroom cloud flew up in the air. The D-Kids all watched the explosion from the safety of their plane as the two Alpha Gang members piloted out of the North Pole.

"There goes all those beavers and those crazy meth heads." Ursula mumbles, watching from the window.

Max turned to Goma with a raised eyebrow. "Where'd you even get meth to begin with?" he asks.

Goma was shown pouting on the ground with an angry expression on his face. "It was when I went to this 'Los Vegas' and I met some human named Doc. Which is weird because he didn't look like a doctor. He looked really sketchy." Goma answers.

"And you just bought a bunch of meth from him?" the greenette asks.

"Nah, I bought it in batches."

Rex glanced back at the window. "I still can't believe you went through all that trouble to build a workshop in the middle of the North Pole JUST so you could create a 'mind controlling' gas, which by the way is virtually impossible, along with a copious amount of beavers."

"Oh, Goma didn't build it. He bought it from Santa." Goma nonchalantly replies.

"You bought it from your dinosaur?" Zoe asks with a raised brow.

"Īe, kare wa jissai no Santa kurōsu o imi shimasu. (No, he means the actual Santa Claus.)" Santa the Eocharcaria replies.

Needless to say, no one understood him. "Buddy, I have no idea what you are saying. We are all not on the same page as you." Max says in an overly cautious tone.

"Kutabare. (Fuck you.)"

"No, you foolish humans!" Goma shouts at them. "I mean your eldritch God you praise every time of this year! You know! Uuuuh, how did Francis describe him? 'A fat, old man wearing a red suit'."

"Wait, you mean to tell me you bought the workshop from the REAL Santa Claus?" Rex asks.

"Yeah, that's right."

A moment of silence passed before everyone on the plane began laughing.

"HAAAAAAA HA HA HA HA HA!"

"HA HA HA! HAHAHAHAA! HAAAHAHA!"

"OOOOOOOOOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOHOHAAAA HA HA OH!"

"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

"HAAAAA HAHA HAHAHAAAA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHEH HOHOHO!"

"EHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

"Goma is serious!" Goma yells at the humans for laughing at him, tears threatening to come out of his eyes.

"Goma," Max says as he wipes a tear from his eye. "you got scammed. Santa Claus isn't real. Everyone knows that."

"But his ID said he was Santa Claus! He used his Godly powers to summon cookies and a contract right in front of Goma!" The purple alien suddenly pulled out an ID card from his coat. "LOOK AT IT!"

Rex took the card and carefully examined it; said card was nothing more than a lawyer's card with the law firm's title scratched out, replaced with 'SANTA CLAUS' instead. Completing all of this was a simple Google stock image of Santa Claus for his ID picture.

"Pretty sure this is just some mall Santa." Rex says, handing the card back to Goma.

"Are you telling Goma that he got scammed by some worthless mortal! UNACCEPTABLE!" Goma shouts as his gauntlet briefly emitted purple sparks. "Nobody makes a fool out of Goma! He shall feel the wrath of the Shadow Empire! He and those tiny, pointy eared humans that were with him!"

Now this caught the two teams' attention as soon as Goma mentioned 'tiny, pointy eared humans', prompting them to turn their attention back to the pathetic alien. "I'm sorry. What now?" Zoe asks in confusion.

"I said, 'Nobody makes a-'"

"No! Not that part! I meant the 'tiny, pointy eared humans' part."

"What about it?"

"What about- What about it?! Goma! Humans don't have pointy ears! Only you do!" Zoe yells at the alien.

"And goblins, orcs, elves, faires, pix- pix- p- p- p- p- p- p- p- p- p- p- p- Hold the phone." Max says upon sudden realization. "Elves have pointy ears. Santa uses elves to make presents! Goma! Did you see elves rather than tiny humans?"

"I'm not from here. How should I know?" Goma asks with a shrug.

"Where did you meet 'Santa Claus' by the way?" Rex asks the purple alien.

MEXICO CITY, MEXICO

A large 5 star hotel stood proud and tall in the middle of the large city as the same mariachi song from Costa Rica played over the speakers. The D-Team and Alpha Gang, along with Goma and his Eocarcharia - whom had on a pair of handcuffs and a muzzle respectively - had entered the building and approached the front desk.

Ayayayayay

Ayayayayay

Ayayayayay

Tu amor me va a matar

"Hola. Welcome to Culo de Burro Spa & Hotel." the front desk clerk greets the two teams. "Would you be interested in our family pack? Over 4 people get a 25% discount for 3 days with free room service on the first day. It also comes along with a 10% spa discount and a free 1 hour only all you can eat buffet. Not to mention complimentary mints and condoms…" Said clerk raised up both items before looking down at the D-Kids, whom just stared blankly at the clerk. After a few awkward moments of staring at one another, the clerk lowered the pack of condoms behind the desk. "On second thought, just the mints."

Ursula on the other hand had already gotten her PDA, jotting down a note for her for the future. "Culo… de… Burro. Say, what was the address again?" she asks the clerk.

"Actually, we want to ask you a question." Rex interjects, much to Ursula's chagrin.

"How may I help you, sir?" the clerk asks.

Before Rex could ask, Max butted in and shoved Goma in the front. "Do you remember him?" he asks the clerk in an impatient tone.

"Incompetent fool!" Goma shouts in his restraints.

The clerk smiled upon the familiar face. "Aaaah, I remember you. A Mr. van Goma. Vincent van Goma. How's that debt by the way?"

"Still in it." Goma sadly replies as Santa the Eocarcharia rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, we don't care." Ursula harshly says as she shoves the purple alien aside. "We want to know if he rented a room here? Or visited anyone who did."

The clerk began typing away on the computer. "Let's see." he says. "Ah, yes. Mr. Goma came in 3 weeks ago to meet with one of our guests. A Mr. Claus. Top floor suite."

"Mr. Claus?" Zoe repeats in slight shock.

"No way." Zander says.

"Where's Mr. Claus now?" Rex asks.

"Still in his suite… like he's been for the past 5 months but who really cares. He pays us double anyway." the clerk says with a shrug.

"May we see him?" the blonde asks.

The elevator dinged at the top floor suite of the hotel, the doors opening revealing the group with Ed chewing on something in his mouth. "Ed, what're you chewing on?" Ursula asks the fat man.

"I got some bubblegum from the clerk downstairs. You want some?" he asks, chewing like a cow.

"What kind are they?"

Ed pulled out a single package of Magnum condoms. "They're Magnums."

Ursula slapped the package away and gave her younger adoptive brother a glare. "That's not bubblegum you idiot! That's condoms, Ed!"

The short fat man suddenly spat out the contents in his mouth, a chewed up condom landing right on the Eocarcharaia's head. "Ozomashī. (Disgusting.)" the dinosaur's AI voice says.

Eventually the group arrived at the only door on the floor. "This must be it." Rex says.

Max quickly knocked on the door and waited for the person behind it to answer. After a few moments of silence, the door opened and when the group saw who was behind it, needless to say they all grew shocked expressions. Sure enough, true to Goma's words, it was none other than the real Saint Nick, the REAL Santa Claus, albeit with his red suit and hat. Instead, he wore a red and green bathrobe.

"Holy…" Rex says in awe.

"I can't believe it." Zoe says.

"Santa Claus is real!" Max enthusiastically exclaims.

Santa Claus stared down at the kids as they all stared at them with gleeful expressions, as if they had just met their favorite movie star live in person. A few moments passed as the kids waited for Santa to greet them with a 'Ho! Ho! Ho!'. Instead, what they got was…

"Uh, excuse me. What the actual fuck are you doing in my hotel room?" Santa Claus rudely asks the kids.

Needless to say, the kids' gleeful expressions left their faces. "What?" Rex asks in a flabbergasted state.

"Can you get the fuck out right now?" Santa Claus asks. He then took a closer look at the kids before noticing Goma behind them. "Oh, you're aliens. You're here to probe me. Alright. Allow me to use a language you understand. Ooga booga. Go back to your home planet."

"Technically it's a moon." Goma corrects from behind.

"Why are you still here?" the unjolly fat man asks.

Max glared at Goma. "Way to go, Goma." he sarcastically says to him. "This isn't the real Santa Claus. Just some racist old man."

"Racists to aliens." Zander adds.

"No, I'm the real Santa Claus." Santa Claus corrects, taking a swig from his flask.

"Yeah, right." Zoe skeptically says with an eye roll. "If you were the real Santa Claus, you'd get me a present from my Christmas list right here, right now."

Santa Claus snapped his fingers and suddenly, a can opener appeared in her hands. The pinkette confusingly stared at the sudden gift before shrugging and lidding her eyes. "Close enough." she says.

"You ARE the real Santa Claus!" Rex exclaims.

"I knew it!" Ed points at the man.

"What're you doing here?" he asks before noticing Goma once more. "Oh, I know you. You're that weird autistic kid who bought my workshop three weeks ago so you could take over the world."

"I'm not autistic!… What's autistic?" Goma asks, clearly not knowing human disabilities.

"May we come in, Mr. Claus?" Rex politely asks the man.

Santa Claus took another swig from his flask before shrugging. "Sure. Why not." he says, letting in the group.

The group entered the room and were immediately awestrucked by the fancy living conditions in the suite. A large couch with a 70 inch plasma TV, a jacuzzi, a large balcony, and various other rich items that made Steve Jobs' mansion look like a condo.

"Woooooah. You live here?" Zoe asks the man as she caresses the couch.

"I change hotel rooms every 6 months." the bearded man replies.

Immediately, the Alpha Trio jumped on the white couch and instantly laid on it, relieved expressions on their faces. "It feels like I'm sleeping on a cloud." Ursula happily moans.

"Somebody pinch me. I must be dreaming." Zander tiredly says. Ed obliged and pinched Zander's arm, resulting in yelp from the man. "Ow! I didn't mean literally!"

"Sorry." the short, fat man apologizes meekly.

"Huh." Max says before turning to Goma. "I guess he wasn't lying. He really did buy Santa's workshop… Well, we don't have any use for you anymore."

With that said, Max grabbed Goma by the collars as well as Santa the Eocarcharia and dragged him to the balcony. "Wait. What? Hold on! WAIT!" Goma begged.

"Anata wa nani o shite iru?! (What are you doing?!)" the chibi dinosaur shouts.

The brunet then threw the purple alien off the balcony as he fell towards the ground. "YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE LAST OF GOMAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaa…"

Zoe glanced at her friend whom simply had a satisfied grin on his face. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that." he says in the grin.

"I hope he realizes he has wings." Rex mumbles.

"So is that it? You just wanted to know if I was real?" Santa Claus asks as he takes a swig from his flask.

"Actually," Rex says as the three teens turn to the man. "since we're here and since we know you exist…"

"You want to ask me questions, don't ya?" Saint Nick asks with lidded eyes.

"How are you real?!" Max asks.

"Where's Mrs. Claus?" Zoe asks.

"Do you have insurance on your reindeer?" Rex asks.

"Can we order room service?" Ed asks.

"Okay, I- Not all at once! Not all at once!" the man tells the group.

Max raised his hand in the air. "I thought you were just some fairy tale parents told their kids." he says.

Santa took another swig from his flask. "Nope, I'm real." he says.

"Where'd you come from? How do you have these powers?!" Zoe frantically asks him.

"Now THAT no one else but me knows." he says. "First off, I'm not some magical genie or like the tooth fairy or the Queen of England-"

"God rest her soul in like 10 years or so." Ursula mumbles from the couch.

"-I'm a real, living person. Just immortal is all." the man continues.

"How?" Rex asks.

Santa took a seat in his reclining chair and leaned back in it. "Well, it started in 1862." he says. "Mr. Lincoln gave McClellan the go ahead for the battle. Luckily for us, we managed to find General Lee's battle plans and we used it for our advantage. Then it happened. The Battle of Antietam. One of the bloodiest, American battles in history. I was there… I could still hear the gunfire. The explosions. The horses… The shouting… I watched my friends, my brothers die in front of my eyes… I could… I could still see Pvt. Allen looking for his leg… it landed right on top of me. Our General, General McClellan, was quite possible the WORST General in all of history. We barely managed to come out victorious… but… I had lost not only my friends… but my legs… I was honorably discharged and I was left legless for years… That is until I found this glowing yellow stone and as soon as I touched it… my legs grew back… It was around that time the war ended and the North won… Bastards."

"Wait. A glowing yellow stone?" Rex repeats.

"Does he mean the yellow Cosmos Stone?" Zoe whispers to her friends.

Max simply shrugged in response. "Ever since I touched that stone," Santa Claus continues. "I somehow was granted immortality. And the strange ability to conjure up any inanimate object. From that day forward, I vowed I would never fight in another war again. I promised myself I would spread joy across the world. So I used Jesus' birthday as a day to give gifts to everyone around the world. I used my powers I got from the stone to create elves to help me with my career. And ever since then, the legend of Santa Claus was born… Until around 1975 when parents started doing my work for me so I just decided to just retire along with my elves."

"Wait. Your elves retired? Where are they?" Rex asks with a raised eyebrow.

As if on cue, the double doors on the other side of the room opened, revealing an elf wearing a Hawaiian shirt, a pair of shorts, sandals, as well as sunglasses and a sombrero. Behind him was another room full of elves, with disco music playing in the background while some elves could be seen either dancing, drinking, or smoking weed from a bong.

"Yo, Santa C," the elf says in a stoner accent. "me and the boys got some mad munchies yo so we're gonna order a bunch of room service if that's okay with you, bro."

"I told you, Carl, I don't care." Santa Claus annoying replies with an eye roll.

"Radical, dude." the elf then turned around. "Ayo, broskis. The Saint Nickster gave us the go ahead! Let's get this party started, yo!" With that, the elf slammed the door.

"Wait, all of your elves are with you?" Zoe asks.

Santa shrugged in response. "Where else are they gonna go?"

"Fair enough."

"What about the reindeers?" the blonde teen questions.

"Gave 'em up to an animal sanctuary. Except Rudolph and Prancer."

"What happened to them?" Max wonders.

"Rudolph died during surgery to fix his nose. Turns out it was tainted with nuclear radiation and that's why it was always glowing red."

"And Prancer?"

"I don't know. He just left one day and never came back. Which reminds me how stupidly expensive it was to replace him. Ended up getting a moose instead."

Rex waved his arms in front of him suddenly. "Alright," he begins. "let me see if I have this all right. You were once a human who fought in the Civil War who then came into contact with a Cosmos Stone and became some immortal Christmas god where you began actually delivering presets to kids all around the world until the parents began doing your job for you so you donated most of your reindeers and began living in various hotels along with your elves. Am I up to speed?"

Santa simply continued to drink from his flask before burping afterwards. "*belch* Yeah, that seems about right." he says.

Needless to say, Rex was overloaded with information that his brain refused to comprehend due to the sheer amount of randomness it had. So instead of answering, he simply stood there with a dumb look on his face trying to process the information.

"Wait. What happened to Mrs. Claus?" Zoe suddenly asks.

"Divorced." Santa replies in an uncaring tone. "She's dating some biker now. I don't really care. She was always promiscuous."

"Ain't she like 76?" Max asks in a bewildered tone.

"88."

"Eugh." Max shivered in disgust.

"Well, on the bright side, at least you won the Civil War." Zoe optimistically says to cheer the mood up.

"What're you talking about? We didn't win the war." Santa reveals with a raised brow.

The sudden information that Santa was actually a Confederate stunned the trio in their places as a short moment of silence loomed over them. "You know, it kind of makes sense since you have elves as laborers." Max shrugs.

"Why did you let Goma buy your workshop anyway?" Rex suddenly asks.

"What else was I supposed to do with it?" Santa shrugs. "It's a friggin' workshop in the middle of the north pole. No one's gonna wanna take it. Thankfully, that purple guy-"

"Comments." Ed mumbles from the couch.

"-was actually stupid enough to buy it. And he didn't even buy it. He just offered $100 in Monopoly money and an expired Jack-in-the-Box coupon and I just took it. No one else was gonna buy it."

"You know, that actually makes sense." Max replies.

Santa once again took a long swig from his flask. "So is that all?" he asks as he snaps his fingers, another flask appearing out from thin air and into his hands. "Because I would love to continue my eternal retirement in rented hotel suites from various places across the world. I can literally create money from thin air so money isn't really an issue."

"Well, actually, yeah." Rex replies. "I mean we only came here to see if Goma was lying or not and it turns out he wasn't."

"Good. Now get the fuck out my hotel room. I want to go back to watching my show you rudely interrupted." Santa says, pointing a thumb behind him to his plasma TV.

"I got some jelly beans. You like jelly beans?"

After the eventful, strange night the two teams had, they opted to teleport back to the D-Lab once they got signal, all of them having tired and annoyed expressions on their faces.

"You're back. I take it the mission was a success?" Reese asks, abruptly stopping whatever she was writing.

"Long story short… I hate beavers." Max mumbles as they walk out of the teleporter.

"Come on, guys." Ursula says as she and the two men along with their dinos follow her. "Let's go home. I'm tired and I wanna take a shower and go to bed. I need my beauty sleep."

"Same here." Zoe mumbled as she passed her sister. "Night, sis."

"Hey, Rex." Max says to his friend. "Next time we fight Goma, remind me to punch him extra hard just for being a constant nuisance to me."

"Just you? No one else?" Rex asks as the two head out the door.

"Yeah. Why? What's wrong?"

With that, everyone had left the lab just as quickly as they arrived, leaving only Reese to herself in the quiet room. Few seconds of silence passed before Reese glanced up. "I'm suddenly uncomfortable with this silence now." she says.

At that moment, W.E.S.L.E.Y.'s dumb grin appeared on Reese's computer screen. ~would you like me to play your Spotify playlist to kill the silence?~ he asks.

"Yeah. Sure. I guess." Reese shrugs.

~playing Rick Astley.~

Never gonna give you up-

The power had suddenly gone out as the entire D-Lab went into darkness, tho Reese cared little for this as she was about to close up anyway. "Huh. I guess the city is using too much heat." she guesses.

~ooh. it's nice and dark now… let's have se-~

And so, Christmas was ultimately saved by the two teams,

Now all of Sanjo can have their Christmas dreams.

Thus, tonight's tale has come to the end,

And that means… I can finally stop rhyming and go to bed.

Night jerks.

(fun fact: the name of the hotel, Culo de Burro, means "donkey ass" in Spanish lol

alright, onto a more serious topic. my apologies if i may have offended some of you with the 'suicide bomber' scene. they're basically the SPANKED-up madmen from GTA 3. again, i apologize if i may have offended some of you. this is only a rare scene.)