The next morning at 6 am, Rapunzel, Eugene, Pascal, and Max met up with their friends at the fountain.
"Okay, we all remember what we're getting for today?" The princess asked. Everyone gave her a nod on their heads. "Alright, we'll meet back at the castle in a few hours just in time for the Christmas party. You guys ready?"
"Yeah!"
Everyone went their separate ways to gather their respective items for the celebration. Lance and Kiera went straight to Attila the Bun and Monty's Sweet Shoppe.
"Alright, Angry. The princess instructed that we get the sweets and pastries for the party. Maybe we can get some samples." Lance rubbed his hands together, eagerly.
"Nice try, Dad. Rapunzel specifically said that we have to go straight back to the castle once we're done." Kiera rolls her eyes in amusement.
"Oh, right."
The two opened the door and walked inside the shops. The warm and welcoming atmosphere surrounded them as they whiffed the smell of baked goods in the air.
"Hey Monty, Attila..." Lance's greet was cut short when the two shopkeepers are frantically placing candy and pastries in various boxes. "Um, are you guys okay?"
"Oh! Hello Lance, Angry," Monty turns to them with a smile. "We're sorry about the commotion, but we have to finish the deliveries for not just the party, but the entire kingdom as well. And it has gotten even more busy since it's the last-minute. We won't be able to finish packing AND deliver at the same time!"
Lance and Kiera turned to glance at each other and back at the two business partners. They both know that the holidays can be very bustling. Suddenly, Kiera got an idea.
"How about we help you with the deliveries," The dark-haired girl offered. The three grown-ups stop to glance at her. "We can drop off the boxes for the customers so that you don't have to worry about doing both things at the same time."
"Oh, I don't know..."
"Trust us on this. We'll bring these packages to people as fast as possible." Lance grinned at his adopted daughter for her generosity. He then looks up to see Attila and Monty smiling back.
"Okay, you got yourselves a deal." The helmeted pub thug brings them into a bone-crushing hug.
"Attila... you're squeezing us..." Lance cringed.
