As the second of the 12 days begins, a hedgehog known as Archibold enters the Realm, ready to stick around for the remainder of the days and spread positive messages about proper dental hygiene.
"HEY INDY LOOK IT'S A LATE BAND MEMBER!" exclaims Jonnnny, pointing excitedly at Archibold.
"Hey man who you callin' a band member?" responds Archibold confusedly.
"Oh it must just be some hippy who follows them around. Dang." Jonnnny sighs. "Hey Indy, you know when we're supposed to go in as witnesses?"
"Nope." Indy shrugs and shakes his head. "I hope it isn't during the band's performance, though."
The third day begins rather quickly, which results in the arrival of Joey Scwheeler, who starts slonking around. He doesn't have anything to do right now, though, so he just waits around a bit, and the day passes relatively uneventfully. The fourth day comes, and with it come the four Horsemen of the Seasons, who look for sinners to target. They set their sights on the really normal guy, who has been pulsating in front of Some Guy. The Winter Horseman walks up to the normal guy and touches him, causing him to frost over while he srherktaws. The Spring Horseman then walks over and melts that ice, causing flowers to sprout on the normal guy's "body", which makes him grhewrkla. The Summer Horseman then touches the normal guy, and the flowers grow into a large tree, making the normal guy twitch. Finally, the Autumn Horseman touches the tree, causing all of the leaves to fall. The Horsemen then leave and repeat this process on whatever other sinners they come across, while Hurðaskellir starts slamming yet another door. The next day begins, and spaghetti-os fall all over everything, and then the next day comes and covers all of the food, including these spaghetti-os, with gravy.
"Aw man, I was just gonna eat that, no fair!" whines Joey Scwheeler, while Lightning begins trudging through the thick layer of spaghetti-os and gravy.
"HEY INDY LOOK! THE BAND IS GIVING OUT SOUVENIRS!" exclaims Jonnnny, pointing at the indicator that the seventh day has begun, which is in fact Giftmas.
"Oh boy, I hope I get a pencil!" announces Indy, and soon enough, a Yule Elves pencil falls next to him. "AWESOME!"
"Hey, I wonder how they deliver this stuff?" Jonnnny muses, looking at the pencil.
"I'll bet it's drones." Indy replies, picking the pencil up off the ground.
"Heck yeah! I want a band drone!" Jonnnny says, and a drone falls right beside him, breaking on impact with the ground. "Look, Indy! You were right! It is drones!"
"I knew it!" Indy laughs, before noticing an unsettling guy with pure black eyes and a green gi slinking into sight. This guy seems to be annoyed that everyone around here is really weak, as though he wants to pick a fight, despite the fact that he doesn't look that dangerous,
"I am Zicko." proclaims the man loudly.
"Psst, hey Indy, I think the band manager just showed up." whispers Jonnnny.
"Yeah, he really has that 'band manager' look to him, doesn't he?" responds Indy. Zicko doesn't acknowledge these remarks, and he just keeps looking around. As his gift, he receives a clue to find what he's looking for, but to Zicko's annoyance, this clue is just a sheet of paper with the word "wait" on it.
The dreaded eighth day begins, also known as Santa's Slay, where Santa goes through his naughty list and kills everybody on it. First up on the list are Jetstream Sam and Monsoon, who have just been hanging out around the place where Dixon and Texas fought. Santa tracks them down and smites them on the spot, which takes a little bit of extra effort for Monsoon but otherwise isn't very difficult. Santa then finds PEM and melts it together into a living form, just so he can make sure that he kills it for good. Santa tries to find Bone Boy, but since Bone Boy is hiding in his sack, he can't properly track him down, so he just moves on down the list to Ratchelina, who has just now learned the true meaning of the 12 days. As such, she knows too much, and Santa immediately flips her personality switch to "Corpse" and shoves it into the sack. Santa then breaks through a wall and looms over Jorge, who had been hiding under a bed like an idiot. Santa grabs Jorge out from under the bed, and since Jorge is both a child and on the naughty list, he gets the honor of being not only slain by Santa, but also beaten, in that order. Santa notices that both Hurðaskellir and Gáttaþefur are on the list as well, but they were both clearly written on there in crayon by the other, so he just ignores them. Santa also sees Grandpa Baba Yaga on the list, but doesn't want to deal with him again, so he sends Santa Clause Jr. after him instead.
Grandpa Baba Yaga manages to actually obtain Santa's pants, which he then uses to create some kind of potion, just in time for Santa Clause Jr. to show up.
"So you think you can sneak up on an old man like that, eh, JUNIOR?" sneers Grandpa, turning to face Santa Clause Jr.
"Don't talk to me that way OLD MAN!" grunts Santa Clause Jr., cracking his knuckles and eyeing the potion.
"Oh, this? You wanna know what this does? Well, I'll show you!" Grandpa throws the potion at Santa Clause Jr., which makes him one centimeter shorter.
"NOOO! HOW DARE YOU! I HAVE AN INSECURITY COMPLEX ABOUT MY HEIGHT!" whines Santa Clause Jr.
"I KNOW, AND YOU ALSO CAN'T DO ANYTHING NOW, BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO SHORT TO BE A SANTA!" Grandpa laughs, and then turns to see Santa Clause walking out of Garbotnik's lab after slaying the evil doctor once and for all. "HEAR THAT CLAUSE? I SUED YOUR PANTS OFF AND CAUSED YOU TO DISOWN YOUR UNCLE! AND YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING BECAUSE ANYONE WHO DESTROYS A SANTA GETS OFF OF THE NAUGHTY LIST, FOREVER!" As Grandpa yells all of this, Santa Clause just grumbles something obscene and then walks away. A lot of the people on the list are already dead, but Santa has to double check them all just to be double sure that they're dealt with. Grandpa finds Santa's wallet in one of his pockets, and is glad to have finally gotten the money he wanted. Santa walks into a nearby house and kills Grime Lad, who hadn't even shown up before but was still on the list. Santa then heads outside and sees OhDear, who says his signature catchphrase of "Oh Dear" right before Santa makes another one bite the candy cane sugar. Santa heads over to Doop, who offers him a single leaf of green, which is in fact a mistletoe, meaning that Santa is required by the rules of 12 days tradition to cook Doop in an oven and prepare a gingerbread pie from his flesh. After doing this, Santa goes after Bounce, and finishes the job Ratchelina started earlier by lynching him the rest of the way and killing him for good.
Santa heads towards his next and final target, who is standing alone in the middle of a desert, but it's hard to tell because of all the spaghetti-os and gravy strewn about. Lightning turns around to meet Santa's gaze, and chuckles a bit.
"You've been a very bad boy, Lightning." bellows Santa Clause, pointing at Lightning's name on his list.
"That's not my full name, Santa Clause. I'm GD Lightning, and I'm not going down without a FIGHT. Heheheheh." rasps Lightning, licking his lips.
"Wait, GD? Didn't that clan disband eons ago?" Santa asks skeptically.
"That's right, Santa. The legendary GD clan of cybernetic warriors, though it isn't even a real clan anymore. I think I might be the only one left. We used to be a pretty big deal, but several prominent members got wiped out, and our reputation was tarnished beyond repair, so everybody left. Everybody...except for me. And now, I have nothing to lose." Lightning explains, before unsheathing his blade.
"Fine then. If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get. Let's dance." chuckles Santa, unsheathing a massive icicle.
"Heheh...you know, Mr. Clause, this is no ordinary blade. This sword is my Stand, A Soul Can't Be Cut. I'm sure you'll be quite surprised by its capabilities." Lightning declares, before turning the blade on himself and stabbing himself straight through the torso, letting out a loud grunt of pain. Lightning then drags the blade up his torso, cackling the entire time, and rips the blade out, splattering silvery artificial blood everywhere. The blood droplets begin coagulating together into several bloody clones of GD Lightning, which then begin lunging at Santa and slashing at him with their sharp fingers and teeth. Santa fends them off with the icicle, but the clones just keep coming as Lightning bleeds more and more, and any time Santa injures one of them, it just repairs itself instantly. Santa tries to remember a phone number for someone to help here, but can't focus enough due to the constant onslaught of clones, so he has to just deal with this one himself. Santa throws his sack aside so that he can grab another icicle to fight back with. It seems Lightning himself has also joined the fight, but he's so bloody that he can't even be distinguished from the clones. After a while of slashing, Santa is able to determine that one of the Lightnings isn't as liquidy and drippy as the others. Santa jumps upwards out of the horde and dive-bombs directly into this less liquidy Lightning, who is, just as Santa had hoped, the real GD Lightning. The icicles pierce straight through GD Lightning's face and chest, skewering him like a shish kebab on Tuesday. As Lightning falls to the ground, the clones melt down into regular puddles of artificial blood. "Heheheh…...you really did...have it in ya...huh?" coughs Lightning, staring at Santa. Santa forcefully pulls apart the two icicles, ripping Lightning in half and killing him for good, before checking him off of the naughty list.